Zach was now faced with a choice, he was standing next to Emilia, he had managed to see Mayor Anthony and Blake in the luncheon venue, and as long as he walked over, Zach would be able to say everything he had asked in the morning using the Eyes of Charm at Grande, which was the main reason why he would attend this luncheon.

But at the same time, Emilia also sees the direction of the old men in the West End, and her target is Mrs. Quinn. Zach had already promised Emilia to help, so at this time, she completely ignored Zack's wishes, pulled Zack, and tried to move in that direction.

It's just an attempt, and the human woman doesn't have the ability to pull a vampire who deliberately doesn't want to move.

By the way, this choice is not a choice that Zach would prefer to go there first, but a choice of which side he doesn't want to go to, and it needs to be explained.

First of all, I want to make sure that the guests for this luncheon coincide with the guest list for yesterday's funeral, and they are all Patton's powerful figures. It can be roughly assumed that yesterday's Bishop also wanted to socialize with these characters in the name of a funeral.

However, due to the quarrel that Zach overheard during the funeral procession, Ms. Sher tore the last veil of Bishop's internal integrity, and the internal conflicts within the family made them temporarily abandon the social interaction that should be had at the funeral, and the whole process was stinky, so to speak, and no one talked to anyone.

And at today's luncheon, the family has obviously resolved, or given up on resolving their internal conflicts, and Zack's two targets, Mrs. Quinn's side, sat the old Bishop and his wife, talking to Barton and Quinn. On Mayor Anthony's side, Ms. Schell was lining up anyone trying to get close to Anthony, usurping the mayor, and was talking about something.

If Bishop was also at this luncheon, Zach would at least be able to see something from this unassertive Bisharp master, but. There is no shadow of Sharp here! On such occasions, the man conveniently mourned the early death of his son at home!

Zach doesn't want to go anywhere right now!

"Let's wait. Zach carried Emilia as she tried to move, and walked in the third direction - the bar.

Although Emilia was reluctant, it could only be like this, this banquet, in the absence of her male companion, only Zach and she knew each other.

The bar is a lonely place. Except for the waiters who came and went, no one came. After all, this is not a nightclub-like place, it is a luncheon, a social field, and an occasion with a clear purpose. No one wastes time at the bar waiting for the socializer to find him.

However, there are no absolutes, some things are not waiting for them, they are hit in the face in one step!

Emilia waved to the bartender behind the bar with some impetuosity, and ordered two glasses of tequila, which has a calming effect.

However, "I say two!" and one is for Zach. Emilia needs to vent her bad mood, and the bartender who mistakenly only puts a small glass becomes the target of venting.

It's a strangely dressed bartender, and the Indo's face doesn't matter, but it's strange that he's the only one in the luncheon where all the waiters wear black bow ties.

The waywardly dressed bartender, curling the corners of his mouth, still not trying to correct his mistakes, filled a wine glass in front of Zack. "This gentleman should have brought his own 'drink'. Right?"

Zach narrowed his eyes, the voice he had just heard recently! Remember, who was the Indian who had just spoken to Zack recently? Only Boyson!

Zach pressed Emilia who was about to get angry, and took out his snack jar from his three-piece dress pocket with a smile on his face, "You know me very well. "It's weird, but those who understand will immediately respond!" Zach took his square metal wine bottle. Standing on the bar, "But you can still provide a container." ”

"Of course. Boyson placed an empty glass next to the bottle, and very consciously took Zack's bottle and unscrewed it, like a truly attentive waiter. Tilting the mouth of the bottle, the bright red liquid poured into the wine glass, Boyson raised an eyebrow, "Good taste." ”

Because Benjamin remembered before leaving, in order to deliberately anger Zack, he and a group of otaku ate a lot of lamb chops, and Alpha deliberately picked a few strong ones...... So Zach's current ration is the food that was previously stockpiled in the Southeast, and it is human blood. That's what good taste means.

Emilia only glanced at the liquid in the glass, and her uncomfortable expression flashed, and she didn't want to participate in the conversation, so she emptied her tequila and went to the sofa room without saying hello.

Boyson didn't care about Emilia at all, it was still a question of whether he knew him, but after he filled the glass, he didn't hand the glass to the guest Zack exactly like a waiter, but pulled it to his side, smiled weirdly at Zack, protected the glass with one hand, and slid the other hand over the rim.

Zach saw a grain of white quickly toss into his glass! It quickly dissolved and disappeared in the bright red liquid! It looked like 'Valmina' that should have disappeared!

Zach raised an eyebrow, looked at the wine glass that had just been pushed in front of him, and said in a hesitant tone, "Are you expecting me to drink this?"

"Honestly, I am!" Boyson looked at Zack, the feeling of being interrupted on the phone, and came back again! Such a straightforward approach and words made Zack really lose the means to deal with it for a while.

"I suppose you know what this is, right?" Boyson looked Zach in the eye, he didn't have any scruples at a luncheon full of people!, "Don't you dare?"

Zach frowned, determined to make the other person regret it! We, the vampires, pulled the corners of our mouths and decided not to take any interruptions from the other side and dominate the conversation!

Zach casually picked up the wine glass in front of him, fortunately, it was a small glass of round wine, Zach very unceremoniously poured the wine glass, and let the liquid spread out wantonly on the bar.

"Oops. Zach tilted his head, not a hint of apologetic sincerity, "Sorry, spilled, please clean it up." ”

Boyson raised an eyebrow and glanced at Zach, as if realizing something—the way he used to interrupt Zach's conversation was being used by the other party. Basically, it doesn't mean according to the script.

Boyson shrugged his shoulders, expertly cleaned up, and muttered a whispered complaint of insignificance in his mouth, "What a waste, my inventory was wasted." ”

Zach definitely didn't bother with what 'inventory' meant. What is a dominant dialogue is that no matter what distraction the other person throws out, he doesn't care about it, and only pursues what he wants to say, such as-

"Why are you on such an occasion. Zach picked up his bottle and asked as if at random. And then with an indifferent smile. Corrected, "It should be why you dare to appear in front of me." ”

There is a problem here, the occasion limits that Zach really can't do anything to this guy in front of Barton's powerful people, but it's still okay to get the reason why he is here, after all, there are people Zack cares about at this luncheon. There is such an unclear position of the Indian wizard mixed in, no matter how you look at it, it feels suspicious! This is the direction of Zack's conversation at this time.

"Is Barton's only traditional funeral owner such a cautious man?" said the rag in Boyson's hand was stained with a blinding red. He carefully folded the rag and stuffed it into his pocket. Tucked into their pockets. Repeat, continue, "It's just because I was interrupted by a private matter and hung up on you once, so I hold a grudge against the person we met for the first time?"

Very good conversation skills, and if Zach defends, the topic will be extended. Boyson managed to interrupt Zack's rhythm again.

However, Zach curled the corners of his mouth. As if reminded, he nodded, "yes, it seems that I am such a person." ”

Boyson frowned and watched Zach continue.

"You haven't answered my question yet, the one who hung up on me. "Zach's face has become serious and he now plays the role of 'the one with a careful eye'. Zach seemed to be handy, "If you're not going to answer me, I'm going to report it to your manager that you've brought something you shouldn't have brought to this occasion." Zach turned his head and quickly found Smith, who was chatting with Falken. "Or I'll just tell ......"

"You won. Boyson took away all the expressions on his face and spoke in a low voice, "I'm just a declining gray professional. He glanced at Zack, and the stiff face line tugged at the corners of his mouth, "Prosperous Grande master, don't be so tough on me." What do you want to know. ”

It seems that the other party has given up resistance, but Zach is not that stupid.

I found out, this guy pulled out of the gray professional circle. Boyson, who should be somewhat self-aware, knows that he can no longer get Grande's closeness in terms of alien attributes - when he sold the blood to old Hank Ian thirteen years ago, he would not have expected that Ian's father, Zach, would come to Barton three years later, and finally become a 'family' with old Hank!

Then this cunning fellow began to win sympathy in his other identity! Gray Professional! As he said, the declining Gray Professional!

Zach didn't bother to dwell on the 'decline and thriving' feeling, and impatiently pointed his finger at his bottle, "You've heard the question, don't let me ask it again." ”

Boyson's eyebrows were furrowed, looking at Zack, who was not in the oil and salt, he was silent for a while, and then suddenly opened his eyebrows, and changed his expression, which was a direct disgust! He changed his way of coping, "Do you really want to know? Do you think I like to be in a place like this? Hehe, it's not because of you!"

Zach ignored the change in the other party's expression, and said before, no matter what the other party throws, don't care. Our vampire fingers clasped directly onto the bottle, turned in front of the bar, and pointed in Smith's direction, this is the teaser, if the other person tries to distract again, Zach will go straight over," I still haven't heard an answer. ”

Boyson tugged at the corners of his mouth and tilted his head in a certain direction, "Okay! Look over there, that's why I'm here!"

Zach sat up straight at the bar again, looking at where Boyson had indicated.

Mrs. Quinn was still talking to Mr. and Mrs. Bishop Sr. about something.

Zach frowned, this time it wasn't a show, it was sincere. Because Zach realized something!

Boyson just said that he came here because of Zach.

What did Zach do? Mr. Quinn 'left' first, but succeeded in sending Mrs. Quinn to Grande, who was already half-footed in the coffin, and then, under what we can now consider to be predestined, let Grande and Lady Quinn change their fate at the same time.

Zach withdrew his gaze, his face strange, "Pochi, don't you give up." ”

It's already obvious that Boyson is Pochi's 'helper' when Grande has not intervened in the Quinn family and rewrites the fate of countless people!

Zach subconsciously looked in Blake's direction, but didn't see Jackson's figure, and may have been pushed away by Blake again.

Well, there is no need for Jackson to confirm it, Boyson himself has already admitted it! This conversation, after all, failed to allow Zach to succeed in leading the direction, and was still biased towards the gray profession that Boyson said! Zack lost, or brought it on himself......

"Hmph. Boyson glanced at Zack, "Now you know, are you satisfied? Now that I have to be brought in by my old employer to clean up the aftermath, are you going to ruin my work again, master of the Grande?"

Zach looked in Mrs. Quinn's direction and shook his head. Oh, this wasn't an answer to Boyson, but rather some pointless metaphysical questions, such as the fact that if Alice hadn't been overflowing with compassion at the time, and Grande hadn't had the financial pressures of the privatization of the funeral industry, everything would not have been the way it is now.

Our vampire shook his head again, a figurative gesture that left meaningless thoughts behind him, and he looked at Boysen, "Unfortunately, I just promised a friend to help her with something. ”

Zack's gaze casually swept in the direction of the sofa room. Emilia is gone, she is really a woman who has vision and insists on being herself, and she doesn't want to touch interracial things at all.

"Lady Quinn needs to live healthy for the time being. Zach curled the corners of his mouth, well, since the facts have irresistibly limited the direction of the conversation on the gray profession, then Zach is fine, "As the owner of the thriving Grande, some advice for a declining gray professional, you. ”

Zach looked at Boyson's gloomy face, "Let me guess that Poch's payment will not still use the check from the Quin Group, 10,000, 20,000?"

Recall that Poch also tried to buy Grande. We know how that ended.

"Huh. Zach shook his hand to put an end to the unexpected encounter, "Considering that these checks are impossible to cash, you might as well give up on this old customer." ”

Well, Zach still won. (To be continued......)