Vasily Evgeny Jevich was a very personable and handsome man, with a typical white complexion, hair with a hazel tinge, and judging by his facial features, he should have the blood of the Balkan race. ◇ Tomato Fiction Network '.

At this time, he held the goblet with one hand and smiled at the corner of his mouth, and slowly walked into the center of the glittering hall of the cruise ship.

Beside him, a beautiful woman with black hair and black eyes, with a slight three-dimensional texture of European sunken eye sockets, dressed in a goose-yellow waist-cinching gown and black high heels, holding his arm as if she was holding him, it looked like she should be his female companion.

At this time, more eyes were focused on her than even Vasily, the host of this dinner. In the banquet hall, all the well-informed people saw this Asian beauty, and there was a strange look in their eyes.

I don't know if it's the face blindness caused by racial differences, or because this Asian beauty is a natural frost beauty, this Asian beauty, in the face of many hot eyes, her expression is so calm, her eyes are slightly cold, and she doesn't even bother to hook up the smile at the corner of her mouth. Tomato □◇Say☆Net '--.-F-Q'

A man and a woman, walking together, although there seem to be racial differences, in the eyes of outsiders, there is a feeling of a golden boy and a girl. For this Asian satisfactor, it doesn't seem to be how repulsive.

Really speaking, this Manchu lady is in some ways related to Russian blood, and to some extent a close relative.

In 1635 AD, the Ming Dynasty Jurchen Jianzhou Emperor Taiji abolished the "Jurchen" clan name, renamed "Manchuria", and under his rule the Jianzhou Jurchen, Haixi Jurchen, Savage Jurchen, Han Chinese, Mongolian, Korean, Hurha, Sauron and other ethnic groups under the same "Manchurian" ethnic name, the Manchu people have been formed since then.

As a multi-ethnic Manchu, at that time, it absorbed Liaodong Han Chinese, Mongols, a small number of Koreans, and even Russians, so to a certain extent, it makes sense to say that the Manchus and Russians are close relatives. Tomato □◇Say☆Net '--.-F-Q'

This is probably one of the fundamental reasons why the Aixin Jueluo family was able to merge into this fighting nation.

However, the current Aixin Jueluo family still retains a relatively pure Manchu bloodline in addition to the Aixin Jueluo Hengmao lineage, and the other collateral lines have long been mixed with local whites, and they are getting closer and closer to whites at the genetic level.

The soft yet elegant lighting illuminates the hall with luxury, and the scenery of the jewelry display cases scattered in the hall has long been plundered by the young men and women who enter the hall.

In the center of the hall, a middle-aged man with the same black hair looked at the men and women who came together with a smile, with the smile of relief that all parents have, but the sadness in the depths of his eyes was like sticky beeswax, sticky and unmoving.

"I am glad to have the support of restec and my good friend Peter, who would not have been able to offer so many of the world's best priceless jewels. Vasily's humble voice drew a good-natured smile from the audience. ◇Tomato○ ◇ '-'.-f'q'x's-

Everyone present did not believe what he said.

"Thank you very much for that...... Restec," Vasily said, smiling at the crowd, his eyes suddenly froze, and the words on his lips stopped abruptly.

Everyone followed Vasily's gaze curiously, only to see that in the corner of the hall, a man with black hair, black eyes, black clothes, and his whole body seemed to be wrapped in darkness, calmly staring at Vasily, the glass behind him was still shaking, and he had obviously just pushed the door in.

Seeing Wei Xiu, who was being watched by everyone, showed no stage fright, and while walking towards Vasily, he spread his hands generously and said: "Mr. Vasily is really good, could it be that your family has plans to enter the jewelry industry, otherwise how can you ......" Wei Xiu pointed to the surrounding display cabinets, raising his eyebrows with an expression that you know.

Although he had never seen Wei Xiu, Vasily recognized it the moment he saw Wei Xiu, because this temperament was so special, and only the yellow-skinned monkey who vilely instructed Boris to brutally assassinate Ivan would have this kind of obscene temperament!!

"No, no, no, life is a chase for beautiful things, and as the purest and most immaculate jewel in the whole world, am I wrong for being obsessed with pursuing it?" Vasily said with a smile, his words full of mockery of Wei Xiu's copper-smelling body. Tomato Novel◇△ Net ---.'f'q'x-s''.com

Wei Xiu cracked his mouth and smiled: "Of course not, it's just the first time I found out that there are men who like this kind of thing that girls like, I feel ......" Wei Xiu shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "...... A little surprised."

Vasily's expression froze, he somewhat underestimated the shameless meanness of this country clay-legged man, and his words were simply showing off the lower limit!

With Wei Xiu's words, there was obviously a commotion in the audience, and many people laughed, looking at Vasily with a mocking look on their faces.

But in everyone's eyes, there was more of a look of sudden realization, and as soon as Wei Xiu and Vasily met, it was a conversation full of gunpowder, which confirmed the authenticity of the rumors to everyone in a rough and simple way.

At this time, everyone's eyes invariably looked at Aixin Jueluo Qi'an beside Vasili, and everyone was stunned to find that they didn't know when, Aixin Jueluo Qi'an had let go of Vasili's arm, and looked at Wei Xiu with an obviously extremely shocked expression, as if he didn't know that Wei Xiu would appear here.

Vasily naturally noticed everyone's gaze, and when he saw Aisin Jueluo Qi'an let go of his arm, a hint of insulting anger suddenly flashed in his eyes, but the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more elegant and bright.

"I didn't expect Mr. Wei to be a machismo, and I was shocked by that. Vasily fought back without showing weakness, and his tone was neither hasty nor slow.

Wei Xiu shook his head and smiled, casually picked up a cup of white dry on the tray of the waiter next to him, and said, "The current world is originally a patriarchal society, how can we say machismo......? Mr. Vasily was naïve enough to believe the declarations of politicians?

In that gentle voice, the extremely fiery thoughts, the faithful and pious faith, the proud posture of contempt for the mortal, the thin lips of the sword tongue and steel teeth moved lightly, stimulating the silence in the room, and under the huge extravagant crystal lamp, there seemed to be only the inexplicable argument of the two young people.

The voice is not loud, smooth and without emotional fluctuations, but it contains open guns and hidden arrows, fighting to the death.

This is a multiple test of knowledge, intelligence, insight, and experience, and it is an education that has been unequal since birth.

Now the so-called winning at the starting line is popular, but in fact, most people's children have lost at the starting line, but they don't admit it, and blindly pass the buck to the child, the game, and the society!

Wei Xiu had already lost at the starting line, but halfway through, he received the help of divine power from heaven, like putting wings on his back, stepping on wind and fire, surpassing one opponent after another with unimaginable speed and advantage, so that he had a fierce debate with the same winner in life on this podium.

Wei Xiu's thoughts are very extreme, or he is deliberately using extreme ideas to break the superior cognitive logic of this circle, and he is prying the foundation of this so-called world at the top of the pyramid.

The onlookers had already been stunned by the quiet game between the two, especially when Vasily fell into the disadvantage and tried to suppress Wei Xiu by quoting scriptures.

As soon as Wei Xiu opened his mouth, it was the quotation of the original language of each Chinese dialect, which instantly detonated the atmosphere of the banquet.