Chapter 52

For Europe, Miss Lan's birthday is a big event.

Today, the heads of state of European countries have long since gotten rid of the state that they once relied on Rothschild to maintain the normal functioning of the country, but this does not mean that the birthday of Rothschild's first heir in line will not be taken to their hearts.

Now they may no longer have to grovel to Europe's first plutocracy, but if it were possible, no one would refuse Rothschild's help as long as they were not fools.

So at this time of year, Miss Lan's birthday dinner is held in an unusually grand way.

Whether she will inherit the Rothschilds in the future, whether she is the first in line to the throne, these are not important.

Most importantly, she is the only daughter of the current head of the Rothschild family.

The most rightful princess of the Empire.

That's enough.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the three gates of Rothschild Castle were all opened, and one after another limousines flowed, as if they had been agreed, and in a very short time they filled the large underground parking lot inside the castle.

Europe is not a harmonious continent, this land that is far more prosperous than the Celestial Empire, hidden is the same far more fierce struggle and crime, the game between countries, the fierce conflicts between major parties, and the fierce competition of countless chaebols.

Wang Fuxing remembers hearing Lan say that Europe is a hotbed of too much glory and sin.

But tonight, here, without the consent of the owner here, no one dares to put any grievances on the table.

There's only one theme here tonight, and that's celebrating a young woman's birthday.

"I think I made the wrong decision to ride in the same carriage with you, my dear, and this might cause you some trouble, would you be unhappy about this?"

On the way from the castle to the banquet hall, Lan looked at Wang Fuxing, blinked his eyes, and asked with a smile.

The two of them were now sitting in an open-air carriage that was extremely luxurious, and the two Arab horses, who had been called the noblest, the most beautiful, and the most expensive, pulled the pure white carriage behind them, and walked slowly on the small road.

The carriage was filled with flowers of all colors, and in this way, the space for people to ride began to shrink, and sitting with tonight's protagonist, Miss Lan, was almost like the two of them close together, revealing an unspoken intimacy.

"Is it someone else who sat in my position in previous years?"

Wang Fuxing glanced at Lan and asked in a flat tone, he deliberately wore a white evening dress today, which was not as solemn as black, but it had a touch of elegant and calm indifference.

Lan, who was wearing a golden dress, carrying a small crown on her head, and holding a bouquet of flowers in her small hand, was stunned for a moment, seemed to understand something, blinked quietly, and whispered: "In previous years, I wouldn't have placed so many flowers in the car, so there is still a lot of space." ”

Wang Fuxing's face seemed to soften a little, looked at Lan, and asked with a smile, "Then what am I unhappy about?" ”

"Because you're going to make everybody jealous, they're afraid they're going to cause you some trouble that you don't like."

Arashi's tone was serious: "So if you regret it, you can go down now, and I will go to the banquet hall by myself." ”

"There's no need for that."

Wang Fuxing narrowed his eyes slightly: "Although I don't like trouble, but I don't want to dodge, people who know that there are difficulties ahead and stop are called cowards." ”

He reached out and gently pinched Lan's delicate chin, making her look up at him, and laughed softly: "You are very beautiful today, I think you are such a beautiful young lady, you will definitely not refuse my request to taste the lipstick on your lips, right?" ”

Lan smiled and stroked Wang Fuxing's face: "When the dinner is over, I'll go to your room to taste it." ”

"Home delivery? The VIP treatment is really different. ”

Wang Fuxing let go of Lan, tidied up his clothes, and muttered softly.

The distance is getting closer, and the distance is shortening.

In the light, Wang Fuxing had already seen the banquet hall in front of him.

Seven fifteen minutes.

The luxurious carriage stopped in front of the door of the banquet hall in the castle.

This time, she was surprisingly not jealous, but took the initiative to ask Ruri, who was driving the carriage, to get off the car first in the dress of the Liverpool dock.

For her, it doesn't matter how she dresses up for such a banquet, whether she doesn't have enough respect for the host, etc.

She would never wear evening dresses that looked gorgeous but were actually inconvenient to move after encountering an emergency, for the sake of so-called etiquette.

And the glass dressed in this way also has a unique style.

Wang Fuxing then jumped out of the carriage, turned around, and stretched out a hand towards Lan on the carriage.

Lan Yanran, who was wearing a small and delicate crown on her head, smiled, put one hand in Wang Fuxing's hand, and the other hand held the corner of her skirt, and walked down from the carriage.

Lan Han glanced at Wang Fuxing with a smile and didn't say anything.

The six men and women standing in front of the door of the banquet hall on the left and right looked strange.

As part of the Rothschild Empire, they had never seen Miss Lan and a man so intimate.

Even his former fiancé, Young Master Jie had never had such treatment.

What is the relationship between this Mr. Wang from the Celestial Empire and Miss Lan?

Wang Fuxing's expression was calm, and he stretched out an arm for Lan's two small hands to hold, and slowly walked towards the banquet hall.

Liuli held the sword in one hand and followed behind the two in silence.

Enter the banquet hall.

Lan and Wang Fuxing attracted the attention of countless people for the first time.

The first person saw it.

And then all saw it.

Miss Lan is still the noble goddess who dare not blaspheme.

But...

Next to the goddess, who is the man who is holding the arm of the goddess?!

Where did this damn Oriental man come from?!

Has the goddess of ice and jade been conquered?

Most of the people in the hall clenched their wine glasses tightly in their hands, but there was a clear heartbreak in their hearts.

"Hey, Miss Lan, happy birthday..."

After being shocked, someone was finally the first to stand up and say hello to Lan, and his tone was respectful, revealing an indescribable bitterness.

A group of people woke up like a dream, and finally reacted, and they all gathered around the man and woman in the center of the banquet hall.

All the people in this banquet hall may not be the most powerful class in Europe, but the forces behind them are definitely the top level in Europe.

At least Wang Fuxing knew that there were several giants who could really call the wind and rain in Europe, and they had come to this castle, but they did not appear in this hall, but were personally accompanied by Xiongzai, who had never shown up.

Wang Fuxing has not yet come into contact with the core list, but it can already be determined that among those giants, in addition to Mr. Hans, who he met last night, there are also the British Deputy Prime Minister, the Privy Council Speaker, and the Leader of the House of Commons, Henry, who represents the British Cabinet, and the Leader of the House of Lords, who represents the British King. Duke Klein. Bruce, who is nicknamed a beggar, but also has a huge influence in Britain. Count Nick. There are also some figures of Wang Fuxing that have not yet been determined.

If these people in the banquet hall are just to meet the inner goddess, and at the same time demand some 'small-scale' cooperation with several Rothschild heirs, then those who are personally summoned by the Rothschild head are seeking the strategic development of the family as a whole, and their conversation may greatly affect the situation in Europe.

And these people in the hall are now just the sons and nephews of those big guys.

But ten or twenty years from now, it will be their time.

Wang Fuxing's smile was indifferent, but his eyes were flickering slightly, he was also a Rothschild's honored guest, in other words, he had the right to let Xiong accompany him personally, and he also had the right to come here with Lan, Wang Fuxing thought for a while, and still felt that it was most important to come here first.

Because he's young.

The newly-born Wang family is also very young, in this case, he does not think that he can reach any cooperation with those real European giants, but if he can accumulate some young contacts here, when the Wang family completely becomes a world chaebol in the future, he can find a lot of space for cooperation.

"Hey, Prince Charles, it's a pleasure to meet you, well, thank you for the compliment, today I want to introduce you to a friend very solemnly, he is the king from the Celestial Empire, my very good friend, a very capable man."

"Princess Alice, look, how is my friend? I like him, he's a man to be admired, and if you want to know more, maybe we can go golf as soon as we can tomorrow? ”

"Oh, Mr. Laughron, what a pleasure to meet you, thank you for remembering my birthday, I heard that you have been in some minor trouble lately in your business in the East? My friend, Mr. Wang, may be able to give you some useful advice. ”

Mr. Wang from the Celestial Empire.

On this night, Wang Fuxing's name can be said to have resounded in the real power class of Europe.

Wang Fuxing rarely participates in this kind of occasion, but he is not afraid of this, holding a wine glass with a smile, and walking in the crowd with Lan, with a graceful demeanor and a flying spirit.

He was sure that everyone here would remember him.

But the only regret is that these future European giants do not remember him because of the Wang family, and the reason why they can remember the name Wang Fuxing is entirely because of the close relationship he maintains with Lan.

The royal family, which had fought against Rothschild twenty years ago, and although it suffered heavy losses, it also stopped Rothschild's huge plan, is indeed too far away for today's group of young people.

Wang Fuxing gently clenched the wine glass.

He swore that one day, on this piece of land under his feet, the same banner of the Wang family would be planted again, so that people could look up!.