The banquet day arrived soon.

The host of the banquet temporarily changed the content of the invitation letter and turned the banquet into a masquerade party.

Due to Ferrall's status in the business world of L countries, no one dared to object to this temporary change. Fortunately, it means that it is only an entertainment nature. It is good that everyone wears a gorgeous mask and matches it.

It's not difficult.

At 7 o'clock that night.

Outside the international hotel under Ferraur's name, a red carpet was laid out. Some of the L-National Entertainment reporters who were interested in this were waiting there with their cameras, waiting to capture some entry scenes.

Although there are not many journalists and the red carpet is not long, and it cannot be compared with the banquet lineup of the upper class in China, it is also an opportunity to show off. People with that kind of mind naturally do not want to let go.

For example, Ye Conglu.

Relying on Yan Jun's reluctance to care about her, she was also anxious to become famous in the upper-class social circle of L country, she deliberately wore a very gorgeous dress. The dress was tightly attached to her body, modifying her figure curve, with dazzling gems on it, and shining brightly under the light. She also deliberately lifted a corner of the mask and exposed her face.

This dress was originally designed by a well-known foreign designer. Even if she was worn to attend high-end domestic banquets, it would not be at all. Here, it naturally attracted the attention of everyone. Some cameras really focused on her.

"Click!—Click!—"

The sound of the flash and the shutter made Ye Conglu feel very good. She deliberately slowed down and took twice as slow as others to walk the red carpet.

When he arrived at the door of the banquet hall, a waiter came forward and blocked Ye Conglu's way.

He owed his body and asked politely: "May I ask, are you Ms. Ye Conglu?"

Ye Conglu was stunned and replied: "I am. What's wrong?"

"Oh, that's right, our gentleman said, you are a distinguished guest from the East, so please bring this bracelet that symbolizes your status."

The waiter said, handing over a shiny thin bracelet.

The host of the banquet already knows himself? It seems that the efforts of the recent stage have not been in vain!

Ye Conglu smiled proudly and stretched out his wrist.

The banquet hall was already full of people coming to attend the banquet.

Since everyone is wearing masks, they can’t recognize who is who on the first side. Only with further communication can they know each other’s identities. This invisibly adds some kind of fun, and the guests are also happy.

As all the guests entered the venue, the host came to the stage in front of the banquet hall, and the lights gathered towards him.

The host picked up the microphone and announced the official start of the banquet with elegant voice.

The guests immediately cooperated and applauded.

When the applause subsided, the host continued: "In addition to masking, today's banquet also has an entertainment program, which is also a surprise for everyone!"

A waiter pushed a small cart covered in red cloth onto the stage.

The host walked up to the side and explained: "The content of this entertainment program is to let us all randomly group stories. After the compilation is made, we vote together. Whoever can make up the most exciting story can get the reward provided by the host of the banquet. The reward is..."

He said as if he pretended to be mysterious, reached out and pulled off the red cloth of the cart.

Stacks of US dollars were exposed, and the amount was not small.

The audience immediately talked about it.

"I thought it was just an ordinary social banquet. Mr. Ferraul was worthy of being a famous merchant and his playing was different from us."

"The first time I heard that a story-making competition was held at a banquet, it sounds very fun, and the rewards seemed to be very attractive!"

"You see, the money is all US dollars, and the pile is so high, which means the amount is quite large!"

Hearing this sentence, Ye Conglu's eyes lit up.

The host threw the red cloth aside and turned his hand to signal the LED screen behind him. The screen was lit up immediately, with a few lines of words appearing on it.

He explained: "On the screen, there are several small requirements for this story-making competition. First of all, we must use the characters we gave: the wealthy businessman, the wife of the wealthy businessman, the wife's girlfriend, the servants in the family, and the wealthy businessman's enemies. Among them, the wife is very gentle and kind and loves the family. The relationship between the characters is shown in the picture. Except for the wealthy businessman's enemies, the rest of the people know each other..."

"Secondly, the story must be used to the ending we gave. The ending is that the wealthy businessman's wife dies and the murderer escapes. Finally, the story must be reasonable and exciting, just write the outline. In addition to voting, after everyone's story has been compiled, we will also invite a special guest to comment on the spot. Now, let me talk about the requirements for grouping..."

As the host finished introducing it, everyone was asked to automatically group according to the requirements.

Ye Conglu was a little uncomfortable when she heard that the group members needed at least two people.

She is one of the rare oriental people present, and she is not very familiar with local people. She knows each other well, so it is natural to form a team, so she will naturally not take her.

Just as she was searching for the lonely ones and wanted to go forward and give it a try, a woman wearing a mask walked up to her.

The woman was wearing a moon-white haute couture dress. The dress outlined a perfect figure. On the hem of the seemingly plain skirt, some rose patterns were embroidered with silver thread. As the body moved, there was a silver light on the light. In addition to the silver light, a layer of tulle that seemed to be there and there was a thin cloud covering the moon, which was particularly beautiful.

The dress highlights a woman's temperament and is unique.

The most eye-catching thing is the straight black hair, scattered between the white collarbone, and is particularly conspicuous among the crowd of blond and blue eyes.

Even if you can't see a woman's face, you can be sure that her appearance must be very beautiful.

The woman walked towards Ye Conglu step by step.

After getting close, he stopped, opened his red lips and said slowly: "Hello, are you also an Oriental, right? So are I. Orientals should help each other. It's better for us to form a team to participate in this story-making competition, okay?"

Although Ye Conglu was unwilling to stand with such a beautiful woman, not to mention that the other person's body shape and even skin were younger than her. But there was no other choice now? She had to nod and agree.

What she didn't know was that it was Xu Anning who stood in front of her.

Xu Anning installed a small and sophisticated voice changer in the mask, deliberately changing his voice so that the other party could not hear it. In addition, wearing a mask made Ye Conglu not recognize her at all.

It is for this to turn the banquet into a masquerade party.

The entertainment program that made up stories was also proposed by Xu Anning. She wanted to use this form to take out Ye Conglu's words and let her tell the truth about that year without knowing it.
Chapter completed!