Although the Marquis Family wasn't as powerful as the Buffett Family and the Family Moreton, they were still one of the founding families of the Aden Chamber of Commerce, and one of their daughters had married Earl Boris of the Roth Empire as a concubine, so they still enjoyed a high status in Chaos City.
Today's banquet was being held at the Marquis Manor, and the guests were all well-known figures in Chaos City's business world. They were either rich or respectable.
Furthermore, it was said that a mysterious VIP would be attending, which also piqued many people's curiosity.
Someone who could be treated as a VIP by the Marquis Family must be of high status.
At such a banquet, there were naturally many beauties. Apart from their families, there were also many beauties who came with all kinds of motives. They were all holding wine glasses and looking for their targets with smiles.
"Didn't you say that Miss Christy from Buffett Banks was coming to see me today? Where is she? " A fat middle-aged man was sitting, scanning the crowd with an unhappy expression as he spoke to a servant beside him.
That servant respectfully said, "Master, she made an appointment with you three days ago. I asked her to come to see you at the banquet as you instructed. If she wanted to get some money from you, she should have gotten it by now."
Bart sneered, "Heh, bitch, she even dares to stand me up. If she comes today, I'll definitely teach her a lesson. If she dares not to come, I'll see where else she can get money from from today onwards."
Christy, who was wearing an aqua blue dress, had actually arrived a long time ago. She was standing in the shadows with a glass of white wine in her hand, carefully sizing up Bart's back.
Bart Celt was the boss of the largest horse caravan in Chaos City. Apart from the major families who had their own horse caravans and some individual businessmen who did their own transportation, nearly one-third of Chaos City's goods were transported by his horse caravan.
Just this alone was enough to make him one of the top nobles in Chaos City.
However, Bart had only made his fortune in the past 20 to 30 years. Compared to the other major families, he was still lacking. Compared to the giants like the Family Moreton and the Buffett Family, there was still a big gap between them.
However, the horse caravan was a business that required payment in advance. There was basically no loss in business, so Bart had a huge amount of cash in his hands. This was something that others couldn't compare to.
Buffett Banks was naturally the most sensitive to this.
However, in the internal documents of Buffett Banks, as a local tycoon in Chaos City who had a huge amount of cash, Bart's recommendation index was at the bottom. His rating was: Not recommended for female salespeople to be alone.
The reason was very simple. Bart was a complete pervert and pervert. He used his huge savings as bait and had already made a move on the staff of Buffett Bank several times. After that, he used various excuses to not fulfill his previous promises. He was basically blacklisted.
Chris was naturally aware of this. If it wasn't for the fact that it was almost the end of the month and their branch still hadn't reached the 30,000,000 deposit target, she wouldn't have targeted him.
She had encountered this kind of guy before, but she had cleverly resolved it several times. She wasn't like those girls who foolishly threw away their chastity and failed to get what they wanted in the end.
But now that she had Duke Abraham's letter of deposit, even though it wasn't his entire fortune, it should be no less than 30,000,000 copper coins. Now that she had a better idea, she had more room to maneuver when dealing with a wily old fox like Bart.
Compared to the target, she cared more about herself.
She had always hated this kind of guy who used both hard and soft tactics to get the girls in charge of soliciting money.
Bart looked at those rich businessmen who had gathered together and were talking and laughing. He finished the wine in his glass in one gulp. These old things had their eyes on their foreheads. They looked down on him, the boss of the horse caravan. Although they didn't say it out loud, they were always badmouthing him behind his back.
His horse caravan had been growing bigger and bigger in recent years. The negotiations to buy the second largest horse caravan in Chaos City were almost completed. As long as he bought that horse caravan, he would have control of 50% of Chaos City's logistics. It wouldn't be long before even Ian and Geoffrey would have to look at him on the same level.
"And those guys, when the time comes, they should be surrounding me and trying to please me, right?" Bart laughed mockingly.
As for why he came here today, other than wanting to trick the little beauty he saw before into his bed, the more important reason was to meet the mysterious VIP.
He had heard some news. Although it hadn't been confirmed yet, it was enough for him to make a special trip here.
Christy observed from the side for a long while. She handed the wine glass to a waiter, tidied her dress, took a deep breath, and walked over to Bart.
Christy walked over to Bart with a polite smile, and said, "Mr. Bart, I'm Christy from Buffett Banks. Nice to meet you."
Bart held his wine glass and raised his eyes to look at Chris. His eyes lit up slightly, revealing a trace of desire.
The beautiful Chris was wearing an aqua blue off-shoulder dress, revealing her delicate collarbone and a faintly discernible cleavage. Her light blonde, slightly wavy hair was draped over her shoulders, and the pair of white, slender legs that were exposed under her dress made him unable to shift his gaze away.
"Gorgeous little beauty." The corners of Bart's mouth curled up slightly, but his face suddenly became a little gloomy. He sneered at Christy, and said, "You said you wanted to see me, but made me wait here for so long. Do you know how precious my time is?"
"I'm sorry, Mr. Bart. I was delayed by work, and there are still 10 minutes to the time we agreed on. I didn't expect you to come so early." Christy still had a professional smile on her face. She didn't show any self-blame or fear at all.
"The time we agreed on?" Bart laughed disdainfully. He looked at Christy, and said, "When I arrive is the time we agreed on. Shouldn't you be waiting here in advance? Besides, is there anything more important than me? "
A hint of disgust flashed across Christy's eyes, but she didn't show it on her face. Bart was indeed more annoying than the rumors said.
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