The elevator door opened and Tao Le saw Chen Wen. He stood outside the door of Fu Zihan's house, banging the door heavily, and said in a very angry voice:
"Fu Zihan! How long will you continue to be decadent! Grandpa sees you like this in the sky, how can he walk in peace!"
"You unfilial descendant! Grandpa entrusted the company to you, but you didn't even show your face for so many days. Now your uncles are in such a mess, what have you become!"
"Open the door for me, open the door quickly! You are not alone, you have me as your friend!"
The door opened a crack, and Chen Wen immediately squeezed in.
The moment he turned around to close the door, he saw Tao Le, an awkward forced smile appeared on his face, and then he closed the door.
Tao Le watched quietly, and suddenly understood the reason why Fu Zihan stayed at home these days.
It must be that an elder in the family with whom he was very affectionate passed away. He was too sad and couldn't get out for a while.
It turns out that he is also a person who values family ties and feelings.
Thinking of this, her dislike for Zi Han weakened by three points.
But what do these things have to do with her.
Everyone has their own hurdles to go through, and no one can go through it for anyone else.
Tao Le walked from downstairs to upstairs, from the bedroom to the balcony, but didn't see that familiar figure.
Just as she thought, Simu was gone.
He was probably dissatisfied with being shown as a cat, so he finally moved from behind the scenes to the stage.
Tao Le thought of the pictures he had seen in the morning, and the look of disdain hidden under Ximu's seemingly gentle smile, and secretly sighed again.
When he comes out like this, I don't know how many people will be blinded by the technology and wealth he represents, and I don't know how many women will be dazzled by his peerless appearance.
Ximu did not receive Tao Le's thoughts. At this time, he was in Wu City, attending a banquet hosted by Hong Provincial officials.
All the prominent people in the province were here, including many of the people I met at Jin Jiajia’s engagement party last time, including Mr. Shao from Suifeng Logistics, Director Zhang from Wanjia Real Estate, and Jingcheng Electronics. Mr. Wang, Mr. Lu from Southwest Special Steel, etc.
Lin quickly sent the identity information of everyone present to Ximu.
Mr. Xi Mu, who was already the center of attention and was like a star holding the moon in his arms, was even more highly regarded in the hearts of everyone.
The directors and special commissioners of such a large multinational company actually did their homework in advance, clearly remembered everyone present, and could casually talk about their most proud achievements in their lives.
It's okay to be so approachable and courteous, but he speaks Mandarin extremely fluently, and he can even pick up cultural allusions during conversation.
Qin Jing, the president of the Hong Province Entrepreneurs Association, couldn't help but asked: "Mr. Xi, you understand the Chinese culture so well, and you are also close to the Chinese in appearance. Is it possible that you and the Chinese have ever had a relationship? What’s the origin?”
When Ximu heard this, he thought of Tao Le.
Of course there is a connection, otherwise I wouldn’t be here.
"That's true. My ancestor's surname was Mei. Later he moved to Country E and met King Arthur. From then on, he changed his surname to Ambrosius and created glory with him. So."
He was talking about the identity that Lin had designed and placed for him. In just a few words, a legendary family with an extremely long history, dating back to many dynasties, was presented to everyone.
Such a person, even if he refuses to accept the canonization of King E, cannot bury the status and glory of the name Ambrosius.
This kind of honor is even greater than that of Duke Anhong of the Tang Feile family who had just been canonized.
But whether you have a title or not is a matter of country E after all, and not many people in China care about it.
What the people present valued more was what he could bring to China and Hong Kong, and whether his own company could catch this ride and benefit from it.
At that moment, countless people gathered around, each vying to introduce their own companies, trying their best to find an angle of cooperation and put up the golden name of Miao Technology.
In this regard, Ximu naturally refused to accept anyone who came. To integrate into Blue Star, it is natural to share interests with the indigenous people, become one with them, and gain the greatest say.
As soon as he waved his hand, a whole team of elites came over, politely invited the interested people aside, and started negotiations separately.
This is the business team that Mo Liu recruited a few days ago, and they are suitable for such occasions.
Ximu picked up the cup and just took a sip of wine when many young women gathered around him.
"Mr. Xi, nice to meet you." The woman who started the conversation was as white as snow. Her black hair was spread in a raven style, her lips were a charming burgundy color, and her black backless dress highlighted her exquisite and convex figure.
"Nice to meet you, Ms. Qin." Xi Mu said calmly.
This is Chairman Qin Jingqin’s daughter, Qin Jue, the future successor of Daqin Media.
"Mr. Xi doesn't have a female companion today. If you don't mind, how about I do it for you?" She looked around with her beautiful black and white eyes, demonstratively looking at the women around her, which made them angry, but I had to endure it again.
"Sorry, I already have a fiancée, so it's not convenient for me to get too close to other women." Simu declined gently.
It's funny in my heart. If it weren't for Tao Le, how could His Highness be so condescending as to be in the same room with you.
Within the empire, even a one-star leader is not qualified to be summoned by His Highness alone, let alone an ordinary first-level intelligent creature in a second-level primary civilization that can be destroyed with a snap of a finger.
"Mr. Xi already has a fiancée?" Qin Jue smiled slightly, covering up the disappointment in his heart: "I don't know which lady from a famous family she is. Can you tell her so that we can see her?"
"She is...beautiful beyond your imagination." Simu raised his head, his gaze seemed to reach beyond the crowd and into the unknown distance.
He didn't want to talk about Tao Le in front of so many people, it would be disrespectful to her.
Qin Jue and the other women who were extremely disappointed after hearing the bad news waited for a long time before they realized that there was nothing more to come.
"Then I also want to ask Mr. Xi again, how does Jue'er's appearance compare with your fiancée?" Qin Jue straightened her waist, adjusted her head to the most beautiful angle, and confidently asked.
Her appearance is no different from the top female artists in the country, but she doesn't have to work as hard as them.
Qin Yu has always looked down on people who use beauty to get others, and she has never tried to use beauty to get anything, because she has everything that others have tried their best to ask for.
From the first moment she saw Xi Mu, she knew that this man was the one she was destined to have.
The graceful demeanor, the cold and indifferent majesty, the ancient and noble family, and the wealth and power it represented made her willing to surrender to him and change for him.
(End of chapter)
