"You're finally here." Zhang Yaping shook hands with Jiang Chen as a relieved smile appeared on his face.
"I'm not late, right?" Jiang Chen smiled apologetically.
"No, no, there are still two minutes left. Please come in." Zhang Yaping gestured to the venue behind him and took Jiang Chen to the center of the banquet.
The banquet began on time.
After the cooked food was dessert, cold drinks, champagne, and red wine. The rhythm of the symphony gradually became melodious, and the ball was about to begin. The waiter took away the empty plates and placed bottles of champagne on the long table.
The guests left their seats one after another and walked toward the targets they had chosen. Whether it was for a dance, for a business worth tens of millions or even hundreds of millions, or for an illusory dream of fame, or just for a night of pleasure …
All the needs of the upper class could be satisfied here.
Sitting in the center of the entire banquet, Jiang Chen looked at Ayesha, who was sitting on his left, playing with the cherries on the ice cream with a silver spoon out of boredom. A faint smile appeared on his face.
Although the ball had already begun, he had no intention of leaving. Firstly, he was not interested in being surrounded by a large group of people who would ask about his well-being. Secondly, with his current status, he no longer needed to deliberately make friends with others.
He only had two purposes for this party.
One was the deal with Yerif, and the other was to appear here.
Now, he had achieved both of his goals.
At this moment, a white man in a suit walked to his right side and sat down. He reached for a goblet filled with red wine and said.
"Can I sit here?"
"Of course." Jiang Chen looked at Kerry with some surprise.
He remembered that just a month ago, the UA Secretary of State still had a different face. He didn't expect this guy to betray Hill's camp and stand on the opposite side of her to participate in the party primaries. Now, he suddenly returned to Hill's camp.
Although he didn't have a good impression of this and the previous UA government, Jiang Chen was still quite certain of the Secretary of State's ability.
"Are you surprised?"
"Of course." Jiang Chen smiled. "I didn't expect you to immediately return to the position of Secretary of State, instead of going to a place to retire."
"That's because you don't understand the White House," Kerry took a sip of the red wine and said meaningfully.
"Is that so?" Jiang Chen shrugged. "Maybe. Just like how you have never understood us. "
After hearing Jiang Chen's words, Kerry smiled and put the goblet on the table.
After a pause, he looked at Jiang Chen and lowered his voice.
"When did you get involved with the B City Consortium?"
"As early as two years ago, we had extensive cooperation in the freshwater business. Future Bank's listing on the UA stock market was thanks to their help."
"Don't talk about this. You know what I'm talking about." Chris's deep voice carried a trace of hoarseness, and that hoarseness faintly revealed his unwillingness, but he very cleverly hid this malevolent expression behind a calm expression, "To be honest, if it wasn't for your help, we wouldn't even put that little guy in our eyes …"
"Is it really appropriate to talk about your country's candidate on such an occasion? Mr. Secretary of State. " Jiang Chen laughed and said innocently, "And what do you mean I'm messing with you? Did my hacker hack your voting machine? Could it be that you have outsourced the election to my company without my knowledge? "
"Don't play dumb." Kerry shook his head. "Do you know who you've messed with? You're facing a huge interest group, a military-industrial complex established before the outbreak of World War I — "
"Huge?" Jiang Chen picked up a glass of red wine. After hearing Kerry's words, he smirked, "Is it bigger than Rothschild and his Freemasonry?"
Kerry opened his mouth and was speechless for a while.
"My attitude has always been very clear. If you are willing to cooperate, we are happy to open the door, just like when we worked with the Rothschild family." Jiang Chen swirled the red wine in the goblet, stared at the blood-red wine, and said softly, "But if you think you are the center of the world, everyone must surrender to you, and continue to be stubborn on the wrong path …"
With one hand on her delicate and beautiful cheek, Ayesha, who was bored and playing with the red cherry in the ice cream with a silver spoon, stopped what she was doing. Kerry smelled the murderous intent. He glanced at the girl sitting on the other side of Jiang Chen, then quickly glanced at Jiang Chen, and swallowed hard.
The champagne in his hand tilted slightly, as if to make some kind of announcement, and Jiang Chen said softly.
"Just destroy it."
…
"… cream ice cream made from twenty kinds of cocoa. The surface is evenly coated with a thin layer of fluffy curd. Small pieces of chocolate truffles are embellished, and it's placed in a delicate crystal cup. I once tasted it in a five-star restaurant in New York. It's a little smaller than this, about 17,000 US dollars per serving, and it needs to be booked two days in advance … Don't you want some? " With a charming smile on his face, revealing a mouth full of neat white teeth, a white man in a white suit courted the woman next to him in a gentlemanly manner.
Standing across from him was a beautiful woman with an oriental face. She wore a pale yellow evening gown, dignified yet elegant, and a soft ribbon wrapped around her waist, which added a touch of brilliance to her full chest.
Although there was a big difference in aesthetics between the East and the West, some aesthetics would not change.
However, the beautiful woman standing across from him had a flash of impatience in her eyes, or rather, annoyance.
"Sorry, I don't have an appetite." Liu Yao shook her head.
"You don't have an appetite? That's a big problem. " Felix smiled and elegantly extended his right hand. "Maybe you need some exercise, such as dancing to the rhythm of the music. Beautiful lady, I don't know if I have the honor to be your dance partner? "
"No need." Liu Yao shook her head.
The elegant smile froze on his face. A hint of anger flashed in Felix's eyes, but it was quickly hidden behind the dark green pupils.
"Speaking of which, I didn't introduce myself, sorry for being rude."
Felix took out a business card from his pocket and held it between his fingers.
"I hope you can reconsider. This is my business card. I'm the manager of the Warner Brothers Asia branch. Recently, I've been focusing on the South Asian market to find some promising talents for the parent company." Felix handed the business card to Liu Yao and smiled. "If you're interested, I can take you to Hollywood. You have the ability to go global."
He knew those female celebrities too well, especially Asian female celebrities.
Hollywood movies were trying their best to enter the Chinese market, but Asia's second, third, and even A-list celebrities were trying their best to get into Hollywood, even if it was just for a few seconds on the red carpet.
Many women had sent themselves to his bed just for this opportunity.
However, when Liu Yao saw the words on the business card, she was both angry and amused.
Just as she was about to take his business card, tear it in half, and throw it into the trash can, a woman in a black evening gown walked over.
Felix's eyes narrowed when he saw the person walking towards him.
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