Saying goodbye to Dr. Nelson, who wants to continue to fight on the front line, Zhuang Mingge and Karin took the express train to Milan in northern Italy at this time, and last night, Zhuang Mingge received a phone call inviting him to a small group party at the Hollywood nightclub in Milan.

Milan is a modern city, but this is what makes her most fascinating. European travelers are very enthusiastic about tasting and appreciating the charm of this fashion capital.

Coming to the gate of the legendary Hollywood nightclub, the taxi driver obviously often carries passengers to this nightclub, and parked the vehicle carrying the two of them with ease, Zhuang Mingge, who had just had a full meal on the train, would not take it for granted that Karin, who was as cold as ice in front of most people, would be like his "predecessor", frequent nightclubs as commonplace.

Obviously, Karin's familiarity with this place is more due to Zhuang Mingge, to be precise, because his "predecessor" has repeatedly come here to attend such gatherings, which inevitably affects Karin, who often follows him.

Zhuang Mingge, who was originally "busy with official business and limited time", had little interest in this kind of life that he was relatively unfamiliar with, but he didn't have to think about it to know that it would definitely consume a lot of time and energy. However, when Zhuang Mingge learned about the particularity of this "party" from Karin, who recorded most of his schedule during the day, he decided to join in this event known as "Italy's Nth party" after a little thought.

Because Zhuang Mingge himself has never been to a place like a nightclub, he has no more expectations for the legendary Hollywood nightclub, and more importantly, this so-called "Italian ** small party" was proposed by the Berlusconi family, which made Zhuang Mingge, who was originally interested in Milan and the Berlusconi family, have more reasons to see the Italian nightlife. Moreover, judging from the information revealed by Karin's casual words, it seems that Zhuang Mingge himself has a lot of "status" in such a small group.

Out of the emptiness caused by ignorance of such a nightlife, Zhuang Mingge wanted to pull a few more younger brothers to support himself for a while, but as soon as he heard the names of the members who participated in the party, Antonioni pulled the unclear Kenyon fast flash on the grounds of "old", and Hercule Poirot also excused himself on the grounds of "busy club affairs", and only Karin, who was inseparable from him, entered the door of the Hollywood nightclub.

Although when asked the reason, Karin claimed that "I used to come here with you a lot", but in fact, Zhuang Mingge knew from the memory of his "ex" that Karin came with him purely to watch herself.

Zhuang Mingge burst into tears about this: how sad his predecessor was, under the guard of this witch, he didn't even have a chance to steal fish.

"Hey, long time no see, Antonio, Karin." There was a young man with black hair and a straight suit standing at the door of the private room, and the young man saw Zhuang Mingge and the two showing a happy expression, and took the lead in greeting Zhuang Mingge and Karin, "You two are late, and you need to punish yourself three times after entering." ”

"It's easy to say...... it's easy to say" Fortunately, under some reminders from Karin, intentionally or unintentionally, Zhuang Mingge quickly recognized that the person in front of him was probably the organizer of this party - Pierre Berlusconi.

"Shall I drink it too?" Karin glanced at Pierre.

"Of course not!" Pierre was uncomfortable by Karin's gaze, "Ladies can be forgiven for being late, but gentlemen must be punished for being late." As he spoke, he grabbed Zhuang Mingge, who wanted to sneak in.

"Pierre, who's here for this party?" Zhuang Mingge, who couldn't escape, had to try to divert Pierre's attention.

"You can go in and see for yourself." Saying that, Pierre opened the door of the private room and pushed Zhuang Mingge in, "Karin, come in too, they are all acquaintances." ”

"Haode, Pierre."

This is obviously a different treatment! Pierre, you forgetful friend! Zhuang Mingge shouted with grief and indignation in his heart.

"Haha, Antonio, we finally waited for you to come, and thought you forgot about our brothers and sisters when you ascended! No, you have to cover all the consumption we have here tonight, otherwise I'm really sorry for everyone's expectations for you! The people in the room were obviously acquaintances of Zhuang Mingge's "predecessor", and when they saw Zhuang Mingge rushing into the house in embarrassment, they shouted excitedly.

When he was on the train, Zhuang Mingge roughly understood the basic personnel composition of this "**" by knocking on the side of Karin, and now combined with some cognitions of these "gentlemen" in his "memory", he quickly distinguished Andrea Cragnoti, the youngest son of the Lazio owner, Rocella Sensi, the eldest daughter of the owner of the Club of Rome, Franco Sensi, Michel Ferrero's daughter Elisa Ferrero, and Carlo Benetton's son Giovanni Benetton. There are also André Agnelli, the youngest son of Umberto Agnelli, among others.

Let me excuse myself, the people here represent families that basically include all industries in Italy, and if any terrorist comes to get a vote now, he will definitely not have to worry about it for the rest of his life......

"Of course, no problem, I'll pay for everyone's bills today." Zhuang Mingge patted his chest pretending to be magnificent, and said heroically, with a "good brother preaching righteousness" expression.

Hey? Why is there no sound in the room, and everyone has a hellish expression?

"Antonio, you're not in the right place today." Rosella Sensi was the first to recover from the "petrified" state, with a strange expression, "In the past, your pocket money was used by you to gamble, and it was often lost. Could it be that after being promoted, his pockets became rich? ”

"It's just that we don't know what kind of virtue you kid is."

"Tell us where you've been making so many dollars lately."

"Ahh......h It was the match between France and Bulgaria last month, and I was lucky enough to win the bet and make a small profit. Zhuang Mingge decided to play dumb and only explained the source of the funds, and resolutely could not tell them the specific amount.

"It's that game, Bulgaria's odds to win are 1-5, it's really a lot of money, no wonder your tone changed today." Rosella sighed, "I bet 200,000 yuan on France to win that game, I didn't expect France to be so uncompetitive......"

"That's right, who else is betting on Bulgaria to win besides Antonio?" Little Craniotti held a glass of red wine and said depressedly on the side, "I pressed 500,000 yuan to bet on France to win, and now I lost all my money." ”

"So do we." Except for the youngest little Ferrero, everyone in the room raised their hands to indicate that they had also bet on that game, and Zhuang Mingge looked at their expressions, as if they had lost all the "pocket money" they had saved this month.

"Brother Antonio, I heard that your recent moves in Florence are not small, and you are building a training base and setting up a physiotherapy center, it must be very expensive, right?" Alyssa Ferrero, who was only 16 years old but still dressed up to attend the party, came to Zhuang Mingge's side, blinking with a pair of beautiful big eyes, "Is there any idea for making money, say it and let us participate in it." ”

"Of course there is." Zhuang Mingge reached out and rubbed Alyssa's little head, well, it feels good, "I plan to set up a brokerage company with you." ”