Venezuela, South Wali City, in front of the Erie Lanka Hotel.

"Drip ——!"

With the sound of the car's horn, Jiang Yang came back to his senses and took half a step back slightly.

Three Bentleys quickly drove in front of Jiang Yang.

One black, two silver-white.

In the past moment, the window of the black Bentley fell, revealing the unruly side face of a man.

The man sat in the back row and turned his head to look at Jiang Yang.

There was disdain, contempt and condescension in his eyes.

Maybe it's because someone is blocking the way of the car, and it's a little unpleasant.

Just a moment of eye contact, the windows closed again, and the three Bentleys came to a stop in the empty parking space.

The doors open one after the other.

A middle-aged man in a silver-white formal suit, looking like a gentleman, got down from above, tidied up his clothes slightly, and then walked towards the lobby of the hotel accompanied by several people nodding and bowing.

When passing by Jiang Yang, the man glanced at Jiang Yang.

Jiang Yang smiled slightly and nodded.

The man was still expressionless, his eyes only glanced at Jiang Yang, and then entered the lobby of the hotel.

"Brother, this kid is too badly beaten, too pretending!"

Bancun gritted his teeth.

Jiang Yang disagreed: "Those who can come here naturally have the capital to pretend." ”

Seeing that Zu Shengdong, An Mei, Wang Feng and Si Mu also got out of the car one after another, Jiang Yang sorted out his clothes and said, "Let's go in too." ”

The lobby of the hotel in Illairana is large, like a palace.

The main tone is glazed, the lights are overflowing, and the luxury and luxury are displayed everywhere, and it looks brilliant.

In the center there is a fountain, carved with a goddess holding a staff of freedom, with a murmuring stream on her legs, and eighteen columns of water spraying up alternately, enriched by chandeliers in different colors, which look dizzying.

The doorman asked softly where he was going, and Si Mu answered on his behalf, and took out the invitation letter and handed it out.

After seeing the invitation, the waiter quickly went to the lobby manager, and the lobby manager ran over with a smile on his face and led a few people to the elevator.

It's just that the location of this elevator is more special, in a room on the far left side of the lobby.

The elevator quickly reached the twelfth floor, and the moment I went out suddenly became clear.

The entire twelfth floor is actually composed of only two parts.

Part of it is a huge hall with heavy carpets, gold filigree frescoes, and crystal chandeliers.

In the corner sat a band, piano, violin, saxophone, oboe and trumpet and other Western instruments, there is also a conductor in front of the band, the manager quickly introduced, this is a famous international band in country M, specially flown nearly 2,000 kilometers to serve this dinner.

There are many long tables in the lobby, and the tables are made of dark red silk, and on top of the silk are all kinds of food, drinks and snacks.

The music played slowly, and the men and women in costumed attendance shuttled through the hall in groups of three or five. Sometimes toasting, sometimes whispering, sometimes laughing.

The hall is divided into two, and on the right side is a large stage of nearly 200 square meters, and I heard that in order to prepare for this dinner, Mayor Mo Xilin specially invited many international stars to come.

On the right side of the hall is a wall made entirely of special glass with excellent see-through, and outside is an oversized terrace.

Standing on the edge of the terrace, you can see the whole of South Wali at night, brightly lit.

Four super large swimming pools, equipped with diving platforms and diving boards, girls in bikinis are smiling brightly, splashing around, so cheerful, full of water park.

At the edge of the pool there is a truck-shaped bartender with a wide range of wines from around the world.

Music replays throughout the terrace, with beautiful women dancing and men raising their glasses.

When you get drunk, you'll jump into the pool and take in the night of South Wali.

Although the platform is only separated from the lobby by a glass of glass, you can see the outside from the inside, but you can't see the inside from the outside.

Wang Feng couldn't help but sigh: "Foreigners really know how to play." ”

Zu Shengdong also discovered the scenery outside the glass wall, and the girls in swimsuits, not to mention a rough wave, hesitating and not knowing where to put their eyes.

"Is it pretty?"

The woman's voice came from behind Zu Shengdong.

Zu Shengdong turned his head abruptly and said with a smile: "It's not good-looking." ”

Jiang Yang put his hand on Zu Shengdong's shoulder and said with a smile: "Be honest, good-looking is good-looking, and not good-looking is not good-looking." ”

Zu Shengdong's face instantly turned red to the base of his neck, and he held back a few words for a long time: "The key...... It's really not pretty. ”

"Oh......"

Jiang Yang thought for a moment and patted Zu Shengdong's shoulder with a smile.

An Mei looked at Zu Shengdong, and then scratched her right hand on her neck.

Zu Shengdong was shocked, and he didn't dare to breathe.

Wang Feng quipped: "Brother Dong, tracheitis?" Zu Shengdong said seriously: "She will really cut me with a knife." ”

Recalling the past two years in Namibia, Zu Shengdong was full of emotion.

Anmei, this girl is good at everything, but she is too authoritarian and violent.

Zu Shengdong once made statistics.

In the past two years, because he didn't listen to her, he slashed himself 24 times with a knife, put a gun to his head 8 times, and captured himself 37 times.

Anmei's action just now was a sign that she was going to do it.

Wipe your neck, that's going to go under the knife.

This may seem like a joke to others, but Anmei is a master who says to take out the guy.

Fortunately, she never does it with herself outside, and only does it when she gets home.

For Zu Shengdong, this is a gift from God to him.

Sadly, the firearms, scimitars, and grapples were all taught to Ami by hand.

But I didn't expect that she would use it all on herself after she learned it.

Zu Shengdong has words of suffering.

Jiang Yang looked at the environment here and found that this dinner party was much more interesting than he imagined.

I thought it was a dinner, and a few people sat at the table drinking and bragging, but I didn't expect it to be such a large-scale dinner.

With his knowledge of the country, since Moxilin is holding such a dinner party as the mayor, I am afraid that tonight will no longer be as simple as eating, drinking, bragging, and farting.

Sure enough, just as Jiang Yang was looking at the environment, a man in a wide suit, accompanied by a bald man, walked towards this side.

As he walked, he smiled as if he had seen an old friend.

That bald Jiang Yang has met once, and it is none other than Ulanqi, a member of "Suwana".

The man stepped forward and grabbed Jiang Yang's hands directly, his face was full of enthusiasm, and he said something in his mouth.

Ulanch translated on the side: "Mayor Moxilin said that it is an honor for the citizens of South Wali to welcome my good friend Mr. Jiang Yang to the dinner in South Wali. ”

Mo Xilin's hair was slightly curly, his eyes were big, his nose was high, his cheekbones were high, his lips were thin, and his smile was too enthusiastic, which made Jiang Yang a little uncomfortable for a while.

Especially being grabbed by a big man's hand, it's a weird feeling.

"It's an honor to be invited to dinner."

Jiang Yang smiled slightly, then broke free of his hands and pushed Liu Zhendong forward: "This is Director Liu Zhendong." ”