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Chapter 605

Night falls.

Hong Kong and Victoria Peak are bustling with activity.

It's not so much a villa as it is a spacious castle with bright lights.

People come and go.

There is a well-trained security team at the outermost level to ensure that everything is safe and the place is surrounded by water so that no one can enter.

Every few meters, a young woman with a beautiful figure wearing a cheongsam will greet you.

Even the servants who were carrying trays and walking in a hurry were still walking gracefully. The ordinary servant uniforms paired with black stockings made them look even more charming.

banquet hall.

There are waiters in suits and vests everywhere.

They are setting up food and pastries on site.

The banquet hall was brightly lit, gorgeously decorated, and filled with a rich aroma. The tables and chairs were neatly arranged, and the exquisite tableware sparkled.

A corner of the hall.

A foreign man in a tuxedo sat in front of a black piano, with his hands on the black and white keys, and melodious piano music played.

He has already started to prepare and is warming up his hands.

........

Study room on the second floor.

Li Zhaoji listened to the personal secretary's report on the banquet.

After confirming that it was correct, he nodded with satisfaction.

He raised his hand and turned it over, revealing the Rolex on his wrist.

Li Zhaoji glanced at the time.

Seeing...it's less than half an hour until seven o'clock sharp.

The banquet will start soon.

"Keep watching and make sure...that there won't be any mistakes in the process!"

Li Zhaoji said to his personal secretary in a serious tone.

This banquet.

The money spent is just a small matter, and it doesn't matter if it takes so much energy, but the most important thing is to satisfy Zhou Xing.

Can't fault it.

If there is any accident in the process, even a small detail that makes Zhou Xing dissatisfied, it will be his dereliction of duty.

"clear."

The private secretary looked stern, nodded, and turned to leave.

Li Zhaoji took a deep breath.

Standing in front of the study window, overlooking the entire Taiping Mountain scene.

........

At the foot of Taiping Mountain.

It was also very crowded here.

Originally a famous wealthy area in Xiangjiang, the security here has never been tighter. It is almost impossible for ordinary people to enter without an introduction.

at this point.

The reporters can still overcome it, but at worst they can show off their talents and find connections, and maybe they can get in.

However, due to the banquet, no other people were allowed to enter and disturb the host of the banquet.

The bodyguards were swarming around me.

Every road up the mountain is fortified and checkpoints are arranged.

Then conduct an interrogation of the vehicles going up the mountain.

Not even a mosquito can fly up there, let alone their reporters.

Even if they are paparazzi and have professional secret photography skills, they still have to be given a place to put them to use. Now it is obvious...the other party does not give them any possibility to use it at all.

Even though he has extraordinary abilities, it is of no use.

So they were helpless.

I can only choose to crouch at the foot of Taiping Mountain helplessly.

"I'm sorry, this Li Zhaoji is so ruthless. He doesn't give him any chance. This is the first time I have encountered this situation in all my years as a reporter."

A reporter, looking at the bodyguards not far away, couldn't help complaining.

"Who says it isn't?"

The reporter next to him also wiped the sweat from his forehead and said: "With Li Zhaoji's actions, is it possible that he is not afraid of the opinions of the wealthy people in Taipingshan?"

"After all, Taipingshan doesn't belong to him alone. Instead, his bodyguards are setting up checkpoints at all levels. He has to do this every time he goes home."

"Li Zhaoji's family has a great business, but the people who can live here are not ordinary people. We don't dare to have a temper with these people, otherwise we can't protect the rich."

He finished speaking.

He noticed that the reporters around him were looking at him with speechless expressions.

"Did I say something wrong?"

The reporter was a little puzzled and curled his lips and said: "That's how it is... Those rich people have a bigger temper than the other. It's not like you haven't experienced it before."

As a paparazzi.

It is common for wealthy people to be secretly photographed and threatened or beaten by their bodyguards.

"Guess...where do the rich people attending the banquet tonight usually live? How many seats do these Taipingshan residents occupy?"

A faint voice sounded next to him.

The reporter's expression froze.

The rest of the group burst into laughter, which was considered a lot of fun here, and they finally let go of their depression about not being able to enter the Peak Villa for filming.

"I lost Emperor International's car. Which celebrity is this?"

Sudden.

A reporter shouted to the front.

Everyone turned their heads in unison.

Then I saw a completely black nanny car driving towards the Peak of Victoria Peak, with the words Emperor International clearly printed on it.

It was instantly clear that the person sitting here must be a star from Emperor International Company.

It's a pity.

The windows of the nanny car were covered with black opaque film and the curtains were drawn.

They couldn't see clearly who was sitting in the car.

Click, click, click!

Flash lights kept ringing.

Take a photo of the car.

Follow closely.

More and more cars appear at the foot of Taiping Mountain, and they are all vehicles of various female stars.

Reporters recognized him immediately.

He looked excited and started taking photos.

Even if you can't take live photos of the celebrities, it's enough to take a photo of their cars and know that they are all at the party.

A moment.

This place seems to have become the scene of major international film awards, with stars arriving in an endless stream, gathering here from afar.

Let the reporters say it is a pleasure.

After a large number of female celebrities entered Victoria Peak.

Then luxury vehicles appeared one after another in the night.

Extended version of Maybach.

Cadillac of the same model as the president.

Rolls Royce.

............

Every car is an expensive yet low-key business car, famous for its comfortable ride.

The logo on the car is enough to shine brightly at night.

The most important thing is.

The white license plate on the car.

Each number is full of personality.

All of them demonstrate their unique identity.

You can recognize people by looking at their cars.

This is the car of Li Zekai, the eldest son of the Li Jiacheng family.

The car of the gambling king of the He family.

And...Liu Luanxiong.

Ship King.

The Guo brothers.

The gathering of rich and powerful people is dazzling.

Reporters pressed the shutter frantically and stored countless photos.

The only pity is.

Still like that...they can't get close at all.

The reporters crouched on the spot, looking at the luxury cars and the busy traffic at the foot of Taiping Mountain, and even felt a little numb.

However.

The next moment.

They saw a line of motorcade heading down the mountain.

This surprised the reporters.

At this time, everyone is basically driving towards the mountain, so many cars are driving down the mountain...it is really rare.

Then the convoy approached.

Everyone took a closer look.

The row of cars were all luxury cars owned by the rich people I had just seen.

The cars of the rich seemed to be moving in full force.

Each person sent a car.

A majestic motorcade was formed. In the whole of Xiangjiang, no one could find such a luxurious motorcade.

The convoy drove straight down the mountain.

Once you turn a corner, you will be like a long queue, driving on the road.


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