Tongzi whispered

[Come on, host!] 】

The place where the mayor of Changlin City lives is a little far away from Nanjiao's place.

It took more than an hour for the car to arrive.

By the time we arrived, it was already dark.

Because it was a banquet to celebrate his grandson, it was extraordinarily grand, and he brought in all the characters who could be invited within a radius of several miles.

Nan Ji and Hua Yu got off at the door, Baihu's duty today is to be a driver, so he didn't go in, just waited honestly in the car for the boss to come back, and then picked people back.

Nan Ji walked forward, Hua Yu followed behind, and the two of them attracted the attention of many people as soon as they appeared.

The reason why it attracts the attention of the people around him is that one is handsome and the other is charming and beautiful.

What's more important is because of the name Nanji.

In this Changlin City, as long as there are countable characters, I'm afraid there is no one who doesn't know Nanji.

In just three years, who can not know the men who have unified all the gangs, mountains, and underground organizations in Changlin City?

Although Comrade Nan Ji doesn't know any of the people who come and go here, this does not prevent others from knowing her.

The house where the mayor of Changlin lives is not a standard courtyard building, but a domed church-like residence specially built here by foreign designers.

As soon as you walk in, the inside is resplendent with gold and cups, and the men inside are wearing suits, and the women are wearing cheongsams or evening dresses.

For a moment, it makes people mistakenly think that they are in the modern world.

There is a huge round platform in the middle, which can be seen from a distance.

On it sat the best singers invited from the drunken night, dressed gorgeously, singing tactful songs.

Six long round pillars stand there, supporting this huge venue, and there are famous foreign paintings hanging on the walls, and many people are watching around.

Looking at the onlookers, they would talk a few words from time to time.

Nan Ji seems to have come a little late, just now Mayor Changlin has already spoken, and now the venue has entered the moment of communication between the left and right.

She walked in, and before she could finish the room, someone had already come up to greet her

"I didn't expect Mr. Nan to come too, it's really disrespectful and disrespectful."

A little fat man, the bow tied the neck of the strangled dead tight.

He stretched out his hand and hurriedly ran over to shake hands with Nan Ji and say hello.

The people around him who were about to move suddenly stared at this little fat man for a while.

They were all looking around, planning to pick a suitable time to make friends with Nanji, but who knew that they were preempted by this little fat man.

Usually, they also want to make friends, but this rumored king of Nanshan never participates in any social gatherings.

Where do they have a chance that everyone is aiming at it at this time?

While he was talking, the little fat man was holding two glasses of red wine and tried to hand the red wine in his hand to Nan Ji.

"Mr. Nan, I respect you."

Nan Ji swept around, ignored him at all, and turned her head to sit on the chair next to her.

The little fat man held up the red wine in his hand for a moment of embarrassment.

Hua Yu said with a gentle smile

"I'm sorry, Mr. Nan is injured and can't drink, forgive me."

As he spoke, he reached out and took the glass of red wine and held it in his hand.

Hua Yu looks like a peugeot, her smile, and this explanation made the little fat man no longer so embarrassed, and suddenly looked at Hua Yu twice.

Hua Yu's appearance is a standard Jiangnan woman.

(End of chapter)