Chapter 387: "Scrap Wood Alliance" (Part I)
Chapter 387: "Scrap Wood Alliance" (Part I)
"No complaints. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć infoDidn't you say you wanted to see how a racing idiot raced? I'm curious, so I'm just going to ask you who the artist you are talking about. Song Daoqing walked to the window, and after scanning the racing preparation area on the opposite side with great interest, including the vehicle maintenance and security check, he turned to Yin Rongyu.
"I don't know which Ferrari it's in, just ask the waiter here later." Yin Rongyu looked at the arena, some artists put on their helmets one after another at this time, wearing race clothes, and at a glance, Yin Rongyu couldn't determine where Chenxing was. It's okay, the staff must know which artist drives which car, even if they can't recognize the person, just recognize the car.
"Oh." Song Daoqing nodded, shook the thick bangs in front of his forehead, and approached Yin Rongyu, "Hey, Dayan wants to gamble, ask for advice and ask what to bet on." I don't think it's interesting to bet on who wins in general, what is your opinion? ā
The "big Yan" in Song Daoqing's mouth is Shang Zhangyan, the second son of the chairman of Shangpin Group.
Hearing the term "Great Yan", Yin Rongyu frowned unconsciously, "This guy is not restless anywhere, and he wants to start a gambling game before he sits down?" Can't you be less bored? ā
"It's better than playing games with a bunch of peripheral girls who have been fished out of the gutter by Lord Wang, right?" Song Daoqing pursed his lips in defense, and his mind turned to another question, "Hey, I heard that Wang Juexun's big brother who is in charge of the family business was suddenly arrested when he had a business meeting in the morning, and his sudden inability to come to his birthday party is also related to this." Looks like my aunt still has a little bit of a stake in Dentsu ......"
"When you inform your aunt that the daylily of his family's stock is cold, this matter has already been rumored, don't worry, your aunt definitely knew much earlier than you." Yin Rongyu listened to the box next door and seemed to be a little moved, and patted him, "Go over and see what Da Yan wants to do this time, if it's boring, I'll make it a little interesting." ā
These boxes are soundproofed and are home to paddock clubs during Formula 1. If even Yin Rongyu can hear some movement, it shows how lively the box next door must be.
"Why do you think I came to you?" Song Daoqing squeezed a grimace at him.
The VIP boxes at the Shanghai International Circuit are large and small. Yin Rongyu gave Yu Youjia a small box, which can accommodate up to 35 people. He and a group of rich boys temporarily booked a box next to it that could accommodate 50 people, although there were only more than 20 of them in total.
Yin Rongyu came to the box next door, and as soon as he pushed the door open, a loud sound of music came.
"Oh, really, Ren Fan, don't take out the woman you like to show off, everyone else is going to vomit, do you know?" Song Daoqing covered his ears and walked in with Yin Rongyu.
"That's it, as soon as we don't pay attention, we can sell your mother-in-law vigorously, and marry her with such innocence." A bunch of people next to him scoffed.
This box is really much larger than Fangcai's room, equipped with central air conditioning, equipped with reception desk, bar, two plasma TVs, tables and chairs, sofas, refrigerators, indoor and outdoor competition platforms, internal toilets and other facilities and equipment. But that's not the point, the long bar with hot tea, carbonated drinks, juices, sparkling water, premium coffee, wine, beer, champagne, chocolates and other snacks and a variety of snacks, as well as the beautiful waitresses who are particularly enthusiastic and hard-working. The point is that there are twenty young people in this room, all of whom are genuine sons, either the second or third generations of the rich.
Most of them are dressed in casual clothes, and they know each other well in this small circle, laughing and scolding, and they are in their own vein.
Many large enterprise groups that can be called industry leaders are all controlled by the families of these people, and dominate various industries such as real estate, media, construction, energy, and hotels, and their family assets are often billions or even tens of billions. In the eyes of the common people, these young people with different looks have the same golden family background, and they are all nobles and arrogant sons born with a golden spoon.
However, they consider themselves to be just a group of marginal members of the family business, and it is almost impossible for them to inherit the family business or control the entire family business. Although he has much more money and power at his disposal than the common people, his status in the family is not very high. Outsiders who know a little about them call them the "Playboy Alliance" of the second and third generations of the rich, and for themselves, it may be more accurate to call them the "Waste Wood Alliance" of the second and third ancestors.
Yin Rongyu is like a fish in water in this environment, smiling and teasing everyone, although he looks careless, he has naturally become the center of everyone's attention, everyone spontaneously pays attention to him after he enters the door, with various emotions such as expectation or playfulness, even if there are some negative emotions of jealousy, they must be well hidden, and they will be very faceless if they are discovered.
Everywhere has its own rules. Although these people can be arrogant outside the family and don't take the vast majority of people seriously, as long as they are in this small circle, they must also abide by the rules here. This small circle didn't have any rules before, and it was because of a guy named Yin Rongyu that everyone had no objections by default.
That's right, Yin Rongyu is the rule-maker here, in other words, he is the invisible leader of this extraordinary "Waste Wood Alliance".
āā¦ā¦ I'm your baby, you're going to pamper me forever......" with a bit of hip-hop electronic dance music with indescribable characteristics, a female voice that is over-retouched when you listen to it, singing lyrics that you can't hear clearly and feel numb when you listen carefully, the melody feels vaguely similar but can't remember it at all, everyone else feels that their ears are tormented, and only one person shakes his head and listens quite intoxicated - Ren Fan, the second son of the chairman of Hubei Dahou Industrial Group, and his brother Ren Ping founded Shanghai Langsheng Investment Co., Ltd. in order to consider the transformation of the family industry. He said that he helped his brother run the business and stayed in Shanghai for a long time, but in fact he had nothing to do, and spent all his time drinking just to pursue all kinds of little stars.
"Hey, hey, I've said it's all about turning it off quickly." Song Daoqing walked up to him and patted him on the shoulder unceremoniously.
"It's nice to listen closely......" muttered the listener, reluctantly.
"Waiter, please turn off the music, this gentleman will not have an opinion." Yin Rong Yucai, who was behind Song Daoqing, ignored the guy's opinion, and immediately recruited the staff who were fiddling with food at the bar.
"Hey......" Ren Fan looked up and saw Yin Rongyu's face, "How can you have an opinion?" The provocative look immediately lost his temper, and he raised his chin towards the waiter, "Well, turn it off." ā
The beautiful waiter breathed a sigh of relief and turned off the stereo as she said. The customers are all gods, and the customers here are all amazing gods, although the specific family background of these people is not clear, but the fact that they are customers of the VIP box makes the staff dare not slack off. Ren Fan changed the stereo in the box by himself, and although the other guys kept shouting, they didn't embarrass the waiter. Otherwise, if you don't let the gate go on the other side, how many gods will give the opposite instructions together, and no matter how capable the waiter is, she won't know which side to listen to. Yin Rongyu asked Ren Fan to obey his wishes, and everyone reached an agreement, which made the waiter feel at ease to replace the music in the stereo.
"I said you can't just improve your taste? Is it still this little star who hasn't changed? Yin Rongyu casually took a cup of sparkling water and took a sip.
"He'll have to be in love for a while depending on the situation." Song Daoqing said with a smile.
"Really? That's right, I thought you would dump this little star after she slept with a Taiwanese little red guy. Yin Rongyu nodded in an appreciative tone.
"Sanya? Oh, isn't that one? Song Daoqing's eyes lit up and he knew something.
Ren Fan's face changed, and he turned his head to ask something. Another young man, Ye Jianzheng, took the initiative to come over to talk, happy that he was able to insert a topic, "This year's Sanya party is not very fun, it's not that there is a second-rate Taiwanese son who pretended to be a rich second generation and tricked several little stars and models into bed, and later when he wanted to deceive a rich girl, someone called the police and arrested him." The Ye family runs a large garden engineering group, and is responsible for municipal greening projects in most areas of Zhejiang and Jiangsu provinces, and has long been friends with many provincial and municipal officials. Ye Jian is the youngest son of the Ye family.
"yes, that's the case." Chu Jinqi, the nephew of Chu Yunzhi, the boss of Jinhe Group, a giant in the domestic real estate industry, added with a wicked smile, "I heard that those deceived celebrity models did not dare to come out to testify, and they refused to even admit it." According to a cousin of mine who has been to Sanya to climb the ladder, Qi Shaozi is among those deceived stars. The ladder is a transliteration of "Party", and the speaker seems to be a little playful.
"I've just heard about it, but I don't know if it's true or not." Yin Rongyu said very cooperatively.
"It's not that I said, some mainland stars are like this, I have seen a lot of various galas and parties in Hong Kong and Taiwan. Don't look at these little stars on the stage, but in the face of us dirty buns, they are hypocritical, and they even push back when they shake hands, but when they meet some rich people in Hong Kong and Taiwan, they can't wait to pounce. This Qi Shaozi wants to be a rich lady in Taiwan and wants to be dizzy, a little hooligan with a Taiwanese accent deceived her, if she sees any rich people from the United States, Japan and South Korea, she will have it? Where does this put our Ren Fan brothers? Xuanbo, who is the successor candidate of Longteng Media, the largest private publishing and distribution group in China, came to Chu Jinqi and said something behind him, and he was very indignant for Ren Fan.
Every word these people said entered Ren Fan's ears, and his face went from green to black and from black to green under the eyes of everyone.
"This slut." Ren Fan finally made a few phone calls to the relevant bank with a black and green face, and stopped a few credit cards.
Yin Rongyu, Chu Jinqi, and Xuanbo looked at each other with a tacit understanding, smiling and silent, hiding their merits and fame. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. )