Long Aotian walked in in a neat suit. He saw his three beautiful guards and felt very happy.

"Get dressed up, we are going to a dinner party tonight."

Zhuge Xiaohua was stunned: "Whose dinner party?"

Long Aotian smiled: "Lu Chengwen."

…

The aristocratic dinner was gorgeous and sumptuous.

Countless big names communicate with each other and introduce each other here.

Everyone is well-dressed and looks like a dog.

Lu Chengwen was not very interested in the dinner, but as the host, he still attended.

For a dinner party of this level, it is not easy for everyone to come in.

Either you are rich, you are famous, or you are a very important connector of human resources...

In short, it is difficult for ordinary people to sneak in.

Of course Long Aotian will be invited, and Huo Wendong will also be invited.

Especially Huo Wendong, wearing a noble suit, hugging two beauties in sexy evening dresses, and instantly captured a film as soon as he got out of the luxury car.

"Mr. Huo!" Tang Yiyi excitedly held up the microphone and said: "I heard that your recent investments are all small and small, and the money you make is not enough for you to play with antiques. The purpose of your coming to Xuecheng is to play at home.

Antique?”

Huo Wendong was enjoying the stars and the moon. When he heard these words, he became unhappy instantly.

"Antiques are just my personal hobby. Even if I don't make money, I still prefer collecting them."

"But your investment company has not been making money recently. I heard that you have refused to invest in many big projects. Is it because you want to keep the money to compete with Lu Chengwen for projects in Chengwen District? Chengwen District is now being built so well, and the people are praising it.

, will you just grab something ready-made?"

Huo Wendong looked very embarrassed: "I have no comment on your question. Sorry, I have to go in and enjoy the dinner."

Tang Yiyi was still squeezed in at the front, and her thin body was actually quite able to squeeze in.

The microphone was directly pointed at Huo Wendong's face.

"They all say that your private life is very corrupt and you are an out-and-out rotten person. Are these two beauties your new loves? As the eldest son of the Huo family, you have not been able to achieve anything to be proud of in recent years.

,will your father be disappointed in you?"

Huo Wendong looked at the reporters all over the place, and his lungs were about to explode.

I wish I could take Tang Yiyi out and give her a good kick.

But when facing the media, you must maintain your gentlemanly demeanor.

He forced a smile: "First of all, your microphone hit my face!"

"sorry."

"Secondly, I want to say that it's not that I haven't been able to produce results that I'm proud of. I'm just thinking about it. I will have a series of big projects to start later. Thank you."

As the crowd squeezed in, Tang Yiyi's microphone hit Huo Wendong's cheekbones again.

"Mr. Huo! It is rumored that the inheritance of the Huo family's property is based on elimination. Your sister is much better than you. As a result, Mr. Huo Zhenting focused all his attention on your sister and neglected to train and pay attention to you! Do you feel sad?

Sadness, do you cry secretly in the middle of the night?"

Huo Wendong gritted his teeth and endured: "My father loves me very much! He loves me very, very much! He even loves me as his own son!? And as a reporter, I think you should pay less attention to the gossip of wealthy families. I

I would never consider my sister a threat to me! Let me say it again, your microphone hit my face!"

As the people behind squeezed in again, the entire crowd got out of control, and the dozen or so bodyguards began to lose control of the situation.

Tang Yiyi's hat was squeezed off, but she still held the microphone and shouted hard: "Mr. Huo! Will you and Lu Chengwen have a decisive battle in the mall? It is said that you and he had conflicts when you were in college? Will it happen again in the business world of Syracuse?

A showdown?"

Huo Wendong: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Tang Yiyi: "Mr. Huo, please open your mouth and don't hold my microphone in your mouth. Dodging the question will only make everyone think wildly..."

Huo Wendong was about to explode with anger: "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...

Tang Yiyi had no choice: "Is there a doctor? He has the microphone in his mouth and can't spit it out!"

Because the head of the microphone is round, it is about the same size as a light bulb. So...

I really can't get out.

Happy everyone!

Huo Wendong, the dignified eldest son of the Huo family, had a microphone shoved into his mouth while attending a dinner party!

I still can’t pull it out! That scene! It’s a once-in-a-lifetime experience!

Everyone took photos like crazy.

Huo Wendong whined and covered his face with his hands, feeling embarrassed that he had been thrown into his grandma's house.

Bangdaomang squeezed in and was unable to maintain order.

Tang Yiyi excitedly took out a spare microphone: "Excuse me, Mr. Huo, why do you want to eat our microphone? Is this your special hobby, or was it just a mistake?"

Huo Wendong wanted to rush over and strangle Tang Yiyi to death.

Bang Daomang raised his hands: "Everyone! Everyone! Our Mr. Huo... uh... eating a microphone is a kind of performance art. What he means is... the microphone is like... a microphone! The eaten microphone,

One day, I will become...his microphone!"

Huo Wendong hated Bang Daomang to death.

Just now he just slapped me in the face, but in the confusion, he bumped into me from behind, causing me to swallow the microphone in one gulp.

Huo Wendong slapped him in the face, expressing his anger.

I mean, stop talking nonsense and get this thing out.

Bang Daomang understood this and quickly pulled it out with both hands.

You can't pull this thing out by force! You can't even pull it out...it won't come out!

And it hurts!

Huo Wendong screamed, Bangdao gritted his teeth, his heart pounded, and he kicked Huo Wendong down.

"Master, please admit it and bear with me!"

Huo Wendong burst into tears and was so painful that he wanted to kill Bangdaomang.

Bang Daomang was so anxious that he stepped on Huo Wendong's face with one foot on the steps and pulled it out with both hands like a little rabbit pulling out a carrot.

Huo Wendong was so painful that he almost fainted.

Tang Yiyi was excited: "Shoot, snap, snap! This picture must be sent out!"

All the media are taking pictures.

At this time, Long Aotian squeezed over, pushed Bang Daomang away, removed Huo Wendong's chin, expanded the space inside the mouth, and finally pulled out the microphone.

Huo Wendong rubbed his mouth, and Long Aotian and others protected him and quickly entered the venue gate.

As soon as he entered, Huo Wendong gave Bang Daomang a kick: "Are you fucking blind? Why are you squeezing me?"

"Master, I'm not squeezing you, others are squeezing me too!"

"Damn it! Idiot, waste! Idiot! That microphone head is so big, can you pull it? It hurts me to death!"

Long Aotian smiled and said: "Master Huo, please be patient. It's okay."

"Is everything okay!?" Huo Wendong was furious: "Reporters from all over the North are filming this event. Damn it, I'm so embarrassed!"

It's noisy here.

Over there, Lu Chengwen had quietly come in through the side door.

The partner he brought tonight is Xu Xuejiao.

Leng Qingqiu has to coordinate the overall situation as the host. Chen Mengyun is the organizer of this dinner, so he is very busy.

Xu Xuejiao could put on an evening dress and follow Lu Chengwen into the house.

Jiang Xiaohou stood in a corner on the third floor with a smile on his face: "These idiots are so funny."

The subordinate lowered his head: "Your Highness, there are many ancient warriors coming and going here."

"Of course." Jiang Xiaohou said with a smile: "Where Lu Chengwen and Long Aotian go in and out, there will naturally be many ancient warriors. Did you see it? Hua Xuening put on professional clothes and pretended to be Lu Chengwen's assistant."

"It's not just them, there are many people."

Jiang Xiaohou discovered the problem, waved his hand, and his subordinate disappeared.

Jiang Xiaohou turned around nimbly and jumped directly to a corner on the fourth floor.

In a place with no one.
To be continued...