That day, the conversation ended without a hitch, and when Mosika went in again, Qin Yin was not a little distracted, and muttered: "Mosica, do you think I still have time to explain all this?

Moseska's eyes were half red when he heard this, My patriarch, so much tribulation, you have never seen such a lost soul. www.biquge.info He couldn't wait to grab that woman right away and explain everything to him! The patriarch loves you so much! No matter what he hides from you, he loves you so much! It's all for your good! This ruthless and ruthless man!

A few days later, Moses Kai brought a team of makeup artists and stylists to dress up Nguyen Fuzhi, saying that the three major families had a party in the palace exchange......

When Ruan Fuzhi heard the news, every piece of information was extremely laborious to process.

Three families?

Huh, the previous grievances and grievances were written off without her knowing? Half a year ago, Qin Yinwei was still in the bamboo forest, what did she say to Qin Tian, and the old things were not forgotten!

The Palace Exchange?

When Cigui took himself to prison, his apprentice Zhang Shan said that he had overheard the news at the exchange, where the world's largest exchange sold everything, regardless of the government's black ways.

And the party?

Isn't it a Hongmen banquet?

Just when Ruan Fu's mind was uncertain and chaotic speculation, the makeup artist had already completed the final process.

"Allow me to say, Master, that you are truly beautiful. Moxika said in amazement, with the rest of the envious eyes, Ruan Fuzhi disdained his glasses.

The dark eyeliner outlines the seductive eyes, with a warm smile and a faint cold light, and the beautiful black bandeau gown makes the slim waist seem to be unbearable, showing the perfect curve.

"These eyes are okay. Just one glance, she said, "Let's go." ”

The superlative part of the palace exchange, the semi-circular white platform, faces two tiers of gold-decorated stands, one higher than the other, with exquisite seats.

When Nguyen Phuc arrived, half of the people had arrived, and the first people to arrive were the heads of world governments and leading figures from all walks of life.

Ruan Fuzhi saw Feng Jian again, by the way, he is now the director of the National Security Department. Feng Jian secretly pursed his lips at himself, and returned to a serious expression of bitterness and hatred. Ruan Fuzhi smiled knowingly.

After a while, Qin Tian brought four or five familiar faces.

When Qin Tian saw her, he glanced at her steadily, and without too much expression, he was surrounded by the crowd.

This was followed by the Molun family represented by Mo Kun, the patriarch Qin Yinwei.

A moment later, the Chris family arrived. The patriarch Eric, along with his eldest daughter Anny and granddaughter Monica, are also the heirs of the family.

Eric is a standard old American man, blonde, cigar-smoking, and bald.

Anne smiled at herself, and sat down behind Eric. Monica, with her big brown curly hair, deep silhouette, and proud figure ******** her golden scale dress, seemed to be the center of the banquet, very active and sleek among the crowds.

Swept Ruan Fuzhi several times with contempt, Ruan Fuzhi supported his head with one hand, and turned his head to watch the goldfish swim over and swim over.

"Sorry, a little late. "Qin Yinwei is a tall and noble black dress, and he finally arrived, just in the ...... Except for Qin Tian, Ruan Fuzhi, and even Eric and others greeted them with warm applause.

Ruan Fuzhi was a little scared, afraid that the conjecture in his heart would come true.

Just thinking about it, I saw Monica leaning towards Qin Yinwei with her plumpness, and her voice was coquettish: "Dear, long time no see, how are you lately?"

"Very good, thank you for your concern, beautiful Miss Eric. While Qin Yin didn't reply, he took Monica's hand and kissed it gently: "May you also go well." ”

He, he never treated himself like that. Even though he knew that it was Western etiquette, Ruan Fuzhi still muttered in his heart, looking at the display table at the same time with a white eye.

Qin Yinwei naturally didn't ignore her action, smiled slightly, took Monica's hand on his arm without leaving a trace, and ordered the messenger to start the banquet.

It is said to be a banquet, but it is like an auction-based event, with all kinds of curiosities and even land and resources.

The highlight is the last person to be auctioned, only Qin Yinwei, and only shares.

What shares? It was not explained, Ruan Fuzhi watched quietly.