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Chapter 238: The Cocktail Party (Part 1)

Chapter 238: The cocktail party surprise (Part 1)

In the following days, Liu Fei came to the senior four-bedroom apartment where Ye Huan and Monkey lived several times. Every time she came alone, without a bodyguard or assistant, and dressed very ordinary, as if she deliberately used this method to bring her closer together.

The distance between the monkey Ye Huan was close to the monkey in front of Ye Huan. From time to time, he looked at Ye Huan's face carefully, and his sweet smile was a bit cautious.

The monkey naturally didn't know what had happened behind it. After being swearing by Liu Fei's soft words, he was so happy that he disappeared from sight. He smiled all day long, as if he had fallen into a honeypot.

Ye Huan looked at all this coldly, and he didn't want to care about it anymore. Later, he really didn't want to get stuck in the middle to make him feel awkward. When Liu Fei came, he simply hid out and let them get tired of it.

True or falsehood is already a matter between Liu Fei and the monkey. Ye Huan can do this for the monkey.

So Ye Huan had to play mahjong in the entertainment room of a four-bedroom community.

The other three cards are old men and women in the community. The bet is 50 cents per shot. Including Ye Huan, the people at the table are wide open and their breathing is rapid. They stare at the cards in their hands without any slightest moment, nervous.

The cautious attitude is like a huge bet in the movie. It is hard to imagine that Forbes is on the list in the future, and the super rich man with a billionaire who scores a net worth of 50 cents will show his life-thinking expression.

When Zhou Rong called, Ye Huan happened to get the cards.

Staring at the card table, Ye Huan answered the phone absent-mindedly.

"Ye Huan, what are you doing?"

"I am maintaining world peace, Libya is fucking war again, political and anti-political military dogs bite dogs, I can't figure out who to help... Hey! Old man, don't steal cards, don't think I'm old

I dare not scold you, I have gone into the belly of a big lively dog? I just changed the eight tubes to five tubes, and I thought I didn’t see them?"

Zhou Rong on the other end of the phone sighed deeply: "Have you gone to Libya to play mahjong?"

"Fight a few sets first, and I'll go and deal with the grandchildren in Libya later..."

"Ye Huan, since you have been discharged from the army, you should be justified and get in touch with the business of Tenglong Group. Connections in the mall are very important. There is a charity cocktail party in the evening. You can attend on my behalf. Get to know more people and you will be in the future.

There is no harm. With your identity as the Prince of Shen Family and the Young East of Tenglong Group, even if you stand there like a piece of wood, there will naturally be someone to come up to curry favor with you."

Ye Huan looked unhappy: "I am maintaining world peace here..."

"Stop talking nonsense to me! I'm just going to make a decision. I have to go tonight! Zhou Mei will come to pick you up at six o'clock." Zhou Rong made a final decision without any doubt.

"Okay, just go, and come back with a few bottles of foreign wine, and then make dozens of mutton. Brother, I have a delicious late-night snack that combines Chinese and Western..." Ye Huan's eyes were still staring at the card table, and suddenly his eyebrows frowned.

, I remembered a very important question: "Wait a minute... who are you?"

Zhou Rong was angry: "...I am your mother!"

Six o'clock in the evening.

Three Mercedes-Benz and one extended Lincoln parked outside the community. Zhou Mei came to pick up Ye Huan on time.

He pulled the black bow tie at his neck uncomfortable, and Ye Huan was restless like a monkey who was forced to wear clothes, and was restless like lice all over his body.

Zhou Mei wore a black evening dress tonight. The close-fitting materials reflect her slender and charming figure. Her chest was cleverly matched with a large black bow, which just covered her chest with a fair and shoulderless look.

The upper part of the belt-style dress sets off her exposed smooth shoulders, which is slightly conservative but fascinating.

Ye Huan looked at Zhou Mei who was a little different tonight and was stunned for a while, with unconcealed admiration in her eyes.

Zhou Mei's lips curled up, shy and proud.

Since childhood, she has been with her wife, including piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, food, clothing, tea and wine, these are all things she must learn every day. A beautiful woman knows how to bring her beauty to the extreme, and how to dress and match her can better highlight her

In this regard, Zhou Mei is an expert in her beauty, and she has been since childhood.

Looking at the admiration in Ye Huan's eyes, Zhou Mei knew that the hard work she had done since childhood was not in vain.

"What are you looking at? Get in the car!" Zhou Mei said coquettishly with a slight shyness.

But I couldn't help but chant happily in my heart, do you careless guy, finally know my beauty today? There are more than Qiao Mu in the world.

"Ah... get in the car now." Ye Huan came to his senses and immediately got into the car.

Lincoln's car started slowly, and three Mercedes-Benz cars with bodyguards followed closely behind.

Zhou Mei opened the car window, took out a box of cigars from under the wine cabinet in the car, cut off one end with the eggplant cutter, and handed it to Ye Huan with a smile.

Ye Huan took it and then hesitatedly looked at Zhou Mei.

Zhou Meiyanran smiled and said, "Have you seen enough yet? Am I beautiful tonight?"

Ye Huan nodded: "Beautiful... But Zhou Mei, everyone is so familiar with each other. There is a saying that is like a thorn in the throat. If you don't vomit, you won't feel happy..."

"Just vomit quickly."

Ye Huan stared at Zhou Mei's evening dress and said seriously: "...You are wearing this clothes too lingeringly, not even a shoulder strap, aren't you afraid that it will fall and reveal your breasts?"

Charity cocktail party is just a name. The upper class often holds cocktail party in this way, expanding their personal connections, consolidating business relationships, and reaching various transactions, etc.

The reception was set up at the Beijing Hotel. As soon as Lincoln's car stopped at the entrance of the hotel, the bodyguard who arrived in advance opened the car door for Ye Huan.

As soon as he got off the car with the charming Zhou Mei, Ye Huan welcomed the attention of many business celebrities.

Of course, everyone is familiar with Ye Huan.

Tenglong Group Shaodong, the prince of the Shen family, the wealthy family in Beijing, two golden signs made everyone dizzy. Despite trying to maintain the demeanor of celebrities, many people in the crowd are still ready to move. Once the cocktail party begins, Ye Huan will become their number one.

A goal to get to know or flatter.

The host of the reception is the boss of a multinational group, a foreigner, and a foreigner who has integrated into China's national conditions. He is very clear about the status of Tenglong Group in the domestic business world. It was not until Ye Huan and Zhou Mei arrived that he announced that the reception officially began.

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The melodious music started to play, and Ye Huan held the wine glass and grinned his teeth and rubbed the soft flesh that was pinched by Zhou Mei in the car just now.

A woman who seems elegant and unworldly is not inferior to a shrew when she pinchs her, and she is also steadily and ruthless. She pinchs her wherever she hurts her. Compared to when she first met Zhou Mei, she is now more violent.

Zhou Mei left him temporarily and went to chat with the celebrities in the capital. She was once the Tianshan Snow Lotus in the circle of celebrities in the capital. Although she had not attended such an occasion for a long time, Zhou Mei still gained the stunningness of countless men and envy of women when she appeared.

No matter where she walks, she looks like a bright moon, bright and dazzling.

There were many people around Ye Huan, who respectfully handed him a business card, and wanted to flatter him. Ye Huan had to smile and deal with it one by one.

After finally finding an excuse to escape, Ye Huan just took a breath, but someone slapped his shoulder.

Ye Huan turned around in shock and saw a big, shiny black face.

"Oh, God, Ye, you should be in prison at this time, how could you be here? It's so unbelievable!"

"Jamesmith!" Ye Huan was shocked.

Brother Hei smiled and his white teeth shone in his arms: "Dear Ye, do you still remember me?"

Ye Huan grinned guiltily: "Of course I remember."

The major general and military officer of the US Embassy in China were unlucky in the last military exercise. Relying on his beautiful uniform, Ye Huan sneaked into the enemy and took the command of the armored division. How could he not remember it?

Then Ye Huan looked shaking: "What do you mean by saying I should be in prison at this time?"

Brother James shrugged and said, "After I came back from the northwest, I entrusted my ambassador to submit a formal note to your Ministry of Foreign Affairs to protest against your soldiers... That is, you, seriously provoking our ** side and insulting our ambassador to my country. The personality of the military officer of the museum, your foreign ministry said that it would verify the situation and make appropriate measures…”

Ye Huan was shocked and angry, not caring that this was a high-end place, he grabbed Brother James's clothes and said angrily: "Damn, have you really complained to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs? Are foreigners fucking grandson like you?

?It just made you faint once and scared you a few more words. Is it so stingy? The old imperialist country is indeed not my race, and you will be liberated sooner or later!"

Seeing Ye Huan getting anxious, Brother James hurriedly said, "Oh, dear Ye, calm down. This is not a battlefield, and I am not your enemy..."

"You are the object of our soon-to-be liberated!" Ye Huan said viciously.

James shrugged and said, "Ye, don't be so impulsive. It was just a joke just now. You should really learn more about our American humor..."

Ye Huan's expression calmed down when he heard this: "So, did you not complain to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs?"

"I originally wanted to protest, but my performance that night really surprised me. I was killed by the enemy's headquarters alone, which is extremely rare in the history of wars. Ye, you are simply a

hero……"

James grinned at Ye Huan: "Heroes should accept the cheers of the people, rather than being sentenced by the judge when sitting in the dock, right?"

Ye Huanxin widened, and suddenly smiled on her face, hooked James' neck and smiled: "Although your American humor makes me very upset, I understand the meaning. Brother Zhan, you are a little grandson,

But it's not a grandson, thank you."

James said in confusion: "Ye, I don't understand what you mean. "Sunzi" is a noun, it should be a swear word, but in your words it is regarded as an adjective, and it sounds like a swear word, and it is also a swear word.

Not very similar to... Ye, you have to explain it, otherwise I will mistakenly think you are attacking me with words, and thus raise a solemn protest to your Ministry of Foreign Affairs..."

Ye Huan sighed and murmured: "You are a major general and military officer, you are even more ignorant than me. If you don't learn Chinese well in China, aren't you afraid of being cheated to death?"

James said ashamed: "I have been working hard to learn Chinese..."

Ye Huan patted his shoulder and said seriously: "Listen, the meaning of grandson is originally derogatory, but you have a little grandson, but you are not a grandson. This is what we say in Chinese grammar first suppression and then upward, deny it before, and then backward

To overturn negation, coherence means affirmation of you..."

James was surrounded by a series of "negations" and "affirms" and said with his eyes straight: "So, it means..."

Ye Huan said seriously: "I'm praising you!"

James suddenly realized and exclaimed: "Oh, God, Chinese is so profound. It is no longer just a tool for communication, but has become a profound art..."

Ye Huan laughed brilliantly.

Foreigners Meng has to do things like this in the future, which is so fucking pleasure.

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As if he had found a soulmate, Ye Huan and James had a lot of fun chatting in the corner of the cocktail party.

As the chat took longer, the two suddenly felt a sense of mutual appreciation. James was a soldier and Ye Huan was also a soldier. Although the two had different nationalities, it did not prevent James from celebrating the young China in front of him.

The soldiers appreciated that Ye Huan did a beautiful job in the Northwest military exercise. Not only James, but all the foreign officials and military observers invited to participate in the exercise had deeply imprinted Ye Huan's name into their hearts.

To be humbly, Ye Huan's fame has spread throughout the world at this time, but he doesn't know it. He brought two hundred yuan around the world, and there are only more or less when he comes back.

Just as we were having a happy chat, we suddenly saw two familiar figures not far away.

Ye Huan widened his eyes in surprise, with his handsome figure, a noble dress with a combination of tailoring, and a polite smile with a calm and elegant look...

Damn! Why are Gao Shengnan and Liu Mei coming too?

Why do you like to join in the fun with a dead note or a gangster lady?

Two beauties not far away were holding champagne glasses and walked a few steps away, and happened to meet Zhou Mei. Now, the three girls are getting together.

Gao Shengnan and Zhou Mei smiled and didn't know what they were saying, but Liu Mei turned her beautiful eyes and walked towards the corner where Ye Huan was intentionally or unintentionally.

Ye Huan was shocked. These three wives were not easy to mess with, and it was even more difficult to deal with when they got together tonight.

Then Ye Huan quickly turned his back, shrank down, and whispered to James: "Don't tell her I'm here..."

James nodded, then suddenly let go of his voice and said to Liumei who was approaching step by step: "Beautiful lady, this grandson is here..."

Ye Huan glared at him in shock and angrily, while James shook at him like a prank.

The dead foreigner is not really stupid...

When the reception was in full swing, two cleaning cars slowly drove into the back door lane of the hotel downstairs.

The security guard on duty casually raised the electric baton and said lazily: "If you collect the garbage, you will collect it later. It's a cocktail party. The idle people are not allowed to enter. You can come again in a few hours."

The cleaning car stopped and got out of the car. A middle-aged man in his thirties was wearing the clothes of a sanitation worker and his hat was pressed very low. After getting off the car, he did not rush forward, but looked around alertly.

I observed the terrain of the hotel, and then a cold smile slowly appeared on the corner of my mouth.

"Brother, we're just waiting here, okay?" The middle-aged man smiled at the security guard, opened his mouth but spoke in a rude Mandarin.

The security guard frowned and looked at him: "Aren't you Lao Li? The garbage in our hotel is collected by Lao Li's car..."

"Old Li is sick, please ask me to help him collect it. If you don't believe it, you can call him."

The security guard glanced at him suspiciously, then took out the phone and dialed.

When the phone was about to be connected, the middle-aged man who had been standing in front of the security guard suddenly took action.

The move is like lightning, and the momentum is like thunder.

A sharp military thorn seemed like a ghost hand emerging from hell, and suddenly it inserted into the security guard's neck. The specially made triangle groove on the military thorn instantly released a large amount of blood from the security guard's neck.

The security guard stared at the terrified gaze and fell softly to the ground without even humming.

The middle-aged man stepped forward and helped him silently and helped the security guard into the duty booth next to him.

The back door of the hotel was silent, and only a few security guards were patrolling lazily with electric batons. The security guards were killed here, but they were in a flash, and it happened silently, and no one noticed it.

The middle-aged man put away the military staves, and walked slowly to the location of several other security guards as if he was walking freely in the garden. He took out a wrinkled cigarette from his pocket. The middle-aged man said vaguely: "Brother, borrow it."

Is it fire good?"

A security guard looked at the clothes of the sanitation worker he was wearing and frowned unconsciously. He took out a lighter and threw it to him. He said impatiently: "Light cigarettes and leave quickly. No one is allowed to enter the hotel. You can come again in a few hours.

Bar."

The middle-aged man nodded repeatedly while taking the lighter.

Then... it was still the sharp military sect. Before several security guards could show their shocked expressions, the military sect pierced the throat of a security guard without any mercy, and then pulled the military sect back. In the darkness, a cold light flashed.

With a few short and frightened groans, the security guards were all knocked down, their bodies twitched and they were no longer alive.

At this time, more than a dozen men jumped out of the two cleaning cars, carried the bodies of several security guards into the flower bed outside the back door of the hotel, and pulled out a leather tube from the cleaning car, washed the ground with water.

The blood was stained, and then more than a dozen men seemed to have received strict military training. They automatically stood in two rows without saying a word, and remained motionless.

The middle-aged man slowly looked at them, his expression full of fierce murderous intent, and his eyes were occasionally flashing with extremely fierce light.

Slowly take out a photo from your pocket.

In the photo, Ye Huan, wearing a military uniform, grinned happily, and even showed a cute and cute scissors-hand look.

The sharp-tongued photo was nailed to the wooden board of the duty booth.

"Our goal is him!"

ps: The new January has begun, please guarantee the monthly ticket for this month...

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