In a gloomy and rainy gray sky, a new Dolphin N2 helicopter used its wings and tail rotor to cut through the clouds and drizzle, flying straight and unimpeded, and it was clear that its target was the tall building in the distance, and there were no monotonous traffic lights on the way, and there was no traffic police on duty to check his flight license.

Under the clouds, the residents of Monaco still calmly sit in front of the window and freshly brew coffee, ignoring the helicopter overhead, or rather strange, which is also the bearing of the Monegasque. If you are a resident of another country, even if it is China or the United States, people will look up in surprise when they see a helicopter flying at low altitude over their heads.

The passenger on the Dolphin N2 helicopter was, of course, Duanmuci, who decided to come over and have a look after learning that the Rare Club had a small party this morning. This was not on his itinerary, he came to Monaco just to communicate with Duanmu Jin about the situation, and he was not ready to set foot in this sky.

However, as is generally the case, at this time of year in the past few years, he has usually just attended the spring/summer Paris Fashion Week in the French country next door, and then he is called by a few gentlemen to have a few themed parties with the most beautiful models of the month, or go skiing in the northern foothills of the Alps.

All in all, it's a leisure time to taste the latest Italian white truffles, not a working time to fly around in the clouds.

This year is an exception.

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The helicopter spun its long rotors, waving several long square pieces of iron into an airtight circle, and then slowly landed on the top helipad of the Rare Club Building, where the huge air convection bent the waiters who came to meet them, their clothes and hair fluttering in the wind and rain.

After the helicopter landed steadily and the rotors gradually flattened, the waiters opened the umbrellas in their hands and walked forward quickly to prepare to greet the guests and shelter them from the rain. The hatch opened, and the attendants saw a young man sitting at the door, as if he was closing his eyes. A black umbrella sits horizontally on his knees.

As if hearing movement, the young man opened his eyes slightly, turned his head to look out of the cabin, and seemed to be looking through the wind curtain and rain curtain to watch the lights in the distance. The voice said softly, "Are you there?" ”

The waiter outside the cabin door hurriedly bowed his head under the umbrella, "Yes, sir, it has arrived." ”

Duanmu gave a "hmm". Slowly sat up straight, holding the handle of the umbrella in his right hand, and moved around to get ready to go down.

The waiter, who had been waiting for him, hurriedly raised his umbrella and let the rain fall on him. Duanmuci frowned, stretched out his hand and pushed the waiter away, signaling no, and then Duanmuci sat in his position, opened the umbrella outside the cabin, and walked down, the soles of his shoes were splashing.

The waiter paused for a moment. looked at Duanmu Ci's back as he lifted the umbrella away, and then suddenly reacted, bent down and ran over.

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In fact, the interior setting of the Rare Club is not as magical and luxurious as the outside world thinks, but it is more refined, in fact, it does not need any additional decoration, as long as the owners standing in this room have not gone bankrupt, then even if it is just a thatched hut with wind and rain, it will become golden in the eyes of outsiders.

In fact, there are only a few celebrities who have been here, but they are different in order to raise their own value, so they will always talk ambiguous nonsense when facing inquiries from the outside world. This also creates a bit of mystery for the Rare club.

In fact, the layout of the front hall of the Rare Club is not very different from that of an ordinary bar, Duanmu Ci pushed open the door and walked in, leaned the black umbrella against the door, and then walked in as if no one was around. In fact, it is not that there are no others in the front room. It's just that after Duanmu Ci glanced at it, he didn't really want to talk to them.

He'd rather chat with the old bartender about this year's Bordeaux wines.

However, Duanmuci is unwilling to talk to others, but it does not mean that others are also unwilling.

A young man with thin curly hair and a garish dress walked over with a goblet, his eyebrows and eyes were extremely rippling, and he looked like a swinger brother, "Duanmu, I heard that you have been in trouble lately?" Morgan isn't easy to mess with. His family is preparing for the cleaning of the management committee recently, and there will be a proposal, what, don't worry? ”

A total of dozens of words of dialogue, but filled with a strong flavor of schadenfreude.

This young man is the heir to the Mikhail family, a Russian oligarch whose father owns large oil fields in Siberia and has almost a monopoly on Russia's oil and gas trade, and the oil in the Sino-Russian oil pipeline is basically spewed out of his family's oil fields, and his family is the richest man in Russia.

To be honest, his family is definitely more suitable for sitting in the management committee than Aslan's Hilton family, but unfortunately it didn't catch up with the good time.

Duanmu Ci glanced at him lightly, took out a glass of wine from the tray of the passing waiter and sniffed it, and then said, "It is really a thousand dollars to warm up with a glass of good brandy in such weather, but I have no experience in fine wine, and I can't taste anything good or bad, so why not even come out with the vintage. ”

As soon as this sentence came out, some bystanders around him chuckled in low voices.

Ivan's face was flushed, and his fists were clenched tightly, it seemed that if he hadn't known that Duanmu Ci's force value was off the charts, and he couldn't beat it, this impulsive Russian young man would have rushed over to fight a long time ago, and where would he still make the goblet rattle.

Because Duanmu Cidel's sentence is really a bit "lacking in virtue".

The so-called exposing people does not expose the shortcomings, and hitting people does not slap the face, but Duanmuci's sentence is almost a short and a slap in the face. Ivan's family can be said to be calling for wind and rain in Russia, and in the heyday of the Yeltsin era, it could even unite other oligarchs to change the prime minister at will, but such a glorious family also has a family history shame that cannot be avoided, a stain that can never be washed away.

His family made their fortune by reselling fake wine

Duanmu Ci's short words instantly shattered Ivan's pride, and by the way, he was embarrassed.

The anger in Ivan's heart is about to burst! Although the history of his family's fortune is a secret known to everyone in the circle, everyone is dressed and pretended to be confused, and over time, even Ivan ignored this problem, pretending to be invisible, as if everyone was a hereditary nobleman in the Tsarist era, not a despicable merchant who resold fake wine.

And now a person who doesn't care about his family's status suddenly appears, and he tears this fig leaf to shreds at once, making Ivan feel as if he has been stripped naked in public, revealing his ugliness. He clenched the goblet tightly, as if it was about to be crushed.

Duanmu Ci looked worriedly, he wasn't worried that Ivan would cut his fingers after crushing the cup, he was worried that Ivan would not be able to control and throw the goblet over regardless of it, although he was extraordinary and would not be hit, but it was always bad to have some drinks on his clothes, and Duanmu Ci, who valued his demeanor and appearance, was very worried about this happening.

However, Ivan finally controlled himself, his palms relaxed, and the corners of his mouth returned to a smile, "The former Polar Bear Empire collapsed, a new ruler took over, and changed the name of the country to Russia, do you know what a dark time it was?" The scarcity of supplies was so extreme that men were even willing to let their wives and wine merchants sleep in order to have a sip of vodka in winter. ”

"And my father took pity on them, knowing that they couldn't afford to buy good wine, so he mixed some low-grade wine to sell to them, so that they could survive the cold winter in the northern hemisphere. This is a noble business practice, and it is also a noble sympathy like an aristocracy, and it is not a vile thing! ”

If it weren't for the wrong timing and occasion, Duanmu Ci would have wanted to applaud this passage, he had seen someone who washed the floor, but he had never seen someone who was so good at washing the floor. With Ivan's eloquence and ability, even if the briquettes are washed white, there is no problem, right?

Ivan smiled and said, "Although the snow in our Siberia does not melt in all seasons, the snow of the old year will always be covered with the snow of the new year, which is the law of nature and is unavoidable. I have heard a professor in the university talk about your Chinese philosophy of 'the unity of heaven and man', and I think it makes sense, and the laws of nature can also be adapted to people. ”

Duanmu raised his eyebrows, this sentence is interesting.

What do you mean by "New Year's snow covering the snow of the old year"? What the hell is the philosophy of "the unity of heaven and man"?

Ivan's meaning is obvious, Duanmu's family is the "snow of the old year", and his Mikhail family is the "snow of the new year", which is destined to cover the body of the Duanmu family and replace the current position of the Duanmu family.

In other words, Duanmuci's position in the management committee has not been moved, but some people are already considering changing the owner of that chair.

It was clear that Ivan would love to sit, or rather his father would love to do it.

Duanmu Ci suddenly laughed, this is the deeper reason why Duanmu's family was besieged, the position of the management committee is too dazzling, and everyone wants to sit down. The Bakers were originally little more than Italian brands, but only a few decades after they took the seat of the Governing Council, their tailors' clothes were able to be draped over the Pope, who wore them for a grand Mass at St. Peter's Basilica.

With such a good location, who wouldn't want to sit and sit? In the past, there was no opportunity and opportunity to shake the existing rules, so they all hibernate and endured, but now the Morgan family is very "understanding" and took the initiative to send out the signal of reorganizing the management committee, how can this not let them gear up and prepare to do a big job?

Anyway, the Morgan family has a big head, and they can resist anything, and their small arms and legs follow Morgan's back to pick up the wind cheaply, and if you can pick up the biggest "gold", of course, it is even better.

Duanmu Ci's smile was a little cold, what about a big head? The head is big and the goal is big, so it's easy to chop. My Duanmu family is not the "snow of the old year", we are flames, and the "snow of the new year" that you want to suppress will probably be melted into a puddle of water. (To be continued.) )