Every year, the Aden Chamber of Commerce's mid-year party is held in the banquet hall of the Aden Chamber of Commerce headquarters. The five- to six-meter-high, tens of thousands of square meters grand banquet hall is enough to accommodate thousands of people gathering here at the same time.
The sky had just darkened, and the brightly lit banquet hall became the most dazzling star in the chaotic city.
There were many luxurious carriages parked outside the Chamber of Commerce headquarters. The rich businessman with a big belly led the woman dressed in glittering gold to get out of the carriage, and walked towards the banquet hall while greeting each other.
Bright lights illuminated the entire banquet hall, orcs and demons chatted, humans and elves whispered, and waiters walked among the guests, handing cups of amber-bright wine.
Women have begun to compete to see whose clothes are more beautiful. Their faces are like sisters, but their words are full of guns and sticks. Belittling each other and promoting themselves are just routine methods, and which tailor made them is also the focus of showing off. one.
Of course, the best judgment is the gazes of men, which do not need any words to modify.
The entrance of the banquet hall is set up a few meters higher than the banquet hall. A staircase extends from top to bottom into the banquet hall. After the emcee standing at the door confirms the invitation, he will loudly announce the names and identities of the guests present, which can be regarded as a Appearance.
"Cyril Moulton, director of the Aden Chamber of Commerce, is here."
The emcee's voice was long and not harsh, reaching the ears of most people.
The crowd's eyes suddenly brightened, and they all looked towards the door of the banquet hall.
Cyril Moulton is the first heir to the Moulton family.
Although I heard that a little-known girl suddenly appeared in the Moulton family some time ago and became one of the heir candidates, in the eyes of most people, Cyril, who has begun to gradually take over the Moulton family business, is the most likely candidate. Moulton is the helmsman of the great ship.
Moreover, he may also be the helmsman of the Aden Chamber of Commerce in the future.
Although there have been some rumors about this young master in recent years that are not very good, most of the people present are old fritters who are struggling around in the shopping mall. Compared with the interests, the so-called reputation is not what they care about.
If I could talk to Master Cyril for a few words, or become familiar with him, I might have the opportunity to go further in the future.
Cyril was wearing a luxurious gown of red and green. He stood on the top step for a while, feeling the attention of the whole audience. He felt a little excited. If he became the patriarch of the Morton family, what would happen to him in the future? The president of the Aden Chamber of Commerce will definitely be him.
As for Gloria, she is just a little girl.
Cyril held his chin up slightly and walked down the steps. His wife and two twin daughters followed him, holding their heads high and proud as well.
What Hetty and Henie are wearing today are dresses custom-made for them by Master Jacques, the best tailor in the City of Chaos. The gold and silver dresses are particularly dazzling under the light, but the excessive white powder on their faces makes them look strange. , but it also attracted the attention of many women present.
"Master Cyril's two ladies are so beautiful, and their dresses are even more beautiful."
"Isn't it? It looks like it was made by Master Jacques. The two twin ladies look like a perfect pair when they put it on."
The guests did not hesitate to express their kind words.
Hetty and Henie had a somewhat proud smile on their faces. This time of year was their happiest time.
With the golden name of the Moulton family, they can easily become the center of attention during banquets and receive countless compliments.
"Ms. Hill Buffett, the big shopkeeper of Buffett Bank, has arrived." Before Cyril could reach the end, the emcee's voice sounded again, and it was obviously raised a few degrees.
Almost all of a sudden, everyone's eyes looked up at the entrance.
Wearing a red dress and flaming red lips, the woman standing on the top step made people look up.
Hill Buffett.
A legendary name, a legendary woman.
If the thirty-five-year-old Cyril still doesn’t know when he will become the real helmsman of the Moulton family, then Hill, who inherited the Buffett family and the entire Buffett bank at the age of eighteen, is undoubtedly countless times more powerful than him.
The bright red dress perfectly highlighted her skin. Her fair skin did not require any makeup. The well-tailored style perfectly showed off her slender yet plump figure. Her wavy hair added to the look. It's so sexy that people forget that this is just a girl who has just turned eighteen.
"It's so beautiful. I feel like I'm going to buy a red dress too."
"Yes, and her skin is really good! It feels like you can squeeze out water. I wonder what she usually uses to wash her face."
"I heard that Miss Hill is also running for president this time, but I don't know if she will succeed."
"That's not certain. Buffett Bank is becoming more and more powerful now. I heard that the King of the Los Empire has agreed to protect the safety of the Buffett Bank caravan within the Los Empire."
"Miss Hill is really the most powerful among the younger generations of the four major families!"
The women were discussing Hill's outfit crazily, while the men couldn't help but admire it. They seemed to have forgotten about the Cyril family who were praising him just now.
All the attention disappeared at once, Cyril's face turned a little dark, and some words sounded to his ears as if they were being slapped in the face.
The old man refused to delegate power. At the age of thirty-five, he was still only a candidate for successor. Now he even put Gloria in the same position as him. This was simply an insult to him. He walked a few steps faster. , walking like a crowd.
Hetty looked back at Hill and gritted her teeth: "This damn woman!"
"I curse this dead woman to miss her foot and fall down." Heni turned around and said with a vicious look.
As a result, as soon as she finished speaking, Hernie's elevated shoes suddenly lost their stability and swayed. She grabbed Hetty, and the two of them screamed and fell down the five or six steps, and they fell into the mud. , causing a burst of laughter.
The two sisters were helped up by the waiter. They were not injured, but their faces were red from suppressing the pain. They wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in. It was really embarrassing.
Hill glanced at the farce below, smiled slightly, didn't take it to heart at all, and walked slowly towards the banquet hall, elegant and noble.
"Miss Hill is here, the president and the city lord should be next, right?"
"According to convention, this should be the case. The order of entry is stipulated."
The guests were discussing in low voices. It seemed that Miss Hill's red dress was the most popular at this year's dinner party. It is estimated that in the next period of time, there will be many more women wearing red dresses on the streets of the City of Chaos.
"Mai...Owner of Maimi Restaurant, Mag is here." The emcee looked at the invitation he just got in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and then read it out.
"Um?"
Many people looked towards the exit.
"A lot of food!"
A little half-elf girl wearing a pink Hanfu looked down with her eyes wide open and said excitedly.
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