"So now do I have the power to ask them to stop this dinner or even...get out?"
"Wow, Brother Shi, that's a good idea! I'm impressed by you!" Fingel's eyes lit up.
"Come on!"
Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes, the corner of his mouth twitched, and said awkwardly, "Senior brother, can you stop using this matter to wash me away... You know me, and the real me is actually a loser just like you. What a loser!"
"Ah yes yes..."
Fingel responded perfunctorily, holding Lu Mingfei's hand and walking confidently in the direction of the cadres greeting guests in front of the Amber Pavilion.
At this moment, his pace is quite a bit like a dog fighting against others, and he looks like he doesn't recognize his relatives. Of course, the premise is that if the landlord he is pulling doesn't look so coward...
"Huh? Wait! There's something going on!"
Halfway through, Fingel suddenly stopped.
"what's the situation?"
Lu Mingfei was also a little confused by the sudden posture outside the Anbo Pavilion.
Suddenly a group of reporters came to the door and kept pressing their cameras, but it was obvious that this could not be the paparazzi of the Ministry of Information, so it could only be someone else's arrangement. Looking down, they quickly understood what was going on. The focus of the spotlight and eyes was on a pickup truck that was reversing and approaching the main entrance of the Amber Pavilion. It was unknown what it was carrying, and it was covered with a thick layer of raincloth. The raincloth was suddenly opened by the student union cadres, and bright red like a waterfall poured down from the cargo compartment of the pickup truck. Under the hazy sky in the evening, the bright red was so beautiful that it was thrilling.
These are thousands of roses, just picked, with fresh dew, sprinkled in front of the door of the Amber Pavilion like a red carpet.
"Wow, it seems that Caesar is bound to win over you, Brother Shi! Look, this is the welcome ceremony prepared for you. He must value you very much!" Fingel sighed with emotion.
However, I don’t know why Lu Mingfei always feels clear in his heart at times like this. Maybe this is the so-called self-knowledge?
"Go away, this is obviously what he prepared for his senior sister! Damn it, is this the romance of rich people? How much does this car cost?"
"Can you be of some use?"
Someone was complaining silently behind his back.
Lu Mingfei and Fingel turned back together, and it was Sun Haoran and others who appeared behind them.
The three of them all wore the company's custom-made dresses for them, and they seemed to be presentable, but Feng Baobao seemed a little uncomfortable with such outfits.
"Sister Bao'er, are you... okay?"
"No problem, I have to do it."
"Is it……"
The expression on Zhang Chulan's face was very embarrassing.
He, Feng Bao'er, was a little embarrassed when he walked out in high heels and did not recognize his relatives. He never thought that the omnipotent Sister Bao'er would be defeated by a pair of high heels.
"Um? Are you invited too?"
When Lu Mingfei saw a few people, he didn't seem to know what to say, so he subconsciously blurted out such a question, but as soon as the words came out of his mouth, he wanted to slap himself.
Isn't this nonsense?
The matter of domestic dragon slaying has become headline news in the academy. He is not the only protagonist in it. The leader among these is the real owner! He could even imagine the scene when these victorious dragon-slaying warriors walked into the venue together. It was probably the same as when Luoluo fished him out of the cinema. To describe it in three words: ——The dick explodes! ….
yes……
Lu Mingfei seemed to suddenly realize something.
So why are you still timid?
Although there is an element of "cheating" in this, as we all know, if he is not caught cheating, he is not cheating. Since no one knows, then isn't he a "dragon-slaying warrior"?
"That's right, Lu Mingfei, you have to be promising! We are now dragon-slaying warriors! S-class freshmen! The proud son of heaven! What does Caesar mean by holding a hair in his mouth..."
Lu Mingfei kept cheering himself up in his heart, but he didn't do it in front of him.
When he raised his head and looked at the end of the steps in front of the Anbo Hall, he suddenly became angry.
It was a man standing proudly in front of the door like a lion. He was wearing a pure white formal suit that gave off a light golden texture under the sunset. His golden hair was as dazzling as gold, and the lace scarf on his collar was inlaid with valuables. Liancheng's rhinestone had a cold smile on his lips. It was unclear whether it was a welcome or a mockery.
Just looking at this man, Lu Mingfei was suffocated by the vague aura of domineering power. He thought that if it were someone else wearing such an outfit, he would have thought he was a stone lion guarding the door, but This man looks so dazzling, like a living lion!
"Of course we received the invitation, but it seems...the owner here didn't come to greet us specially."
Sun Haoran answered Lu Mingfei's question calmly.
Of course he followed Lu Mingfei's gaze and saw Caesar.
And just like what he said at the moment, Caesar was not here to greet any of the three of them or Lu Mingfei or Fingel.
This proud lion has never bowed his head to anyone in his life. How could he bend down to greet them just because they killed a second generation? Oh no... maybe this guy might even think it's okay to have sex with him.
Sun Haoran shook his head helplessly and turned his head to look.
Sure enough, it was just as he thought, everything was the original script.
Caesar's purpose of holding this dinner and dance was not really to make them happy, and the invitation was just incidental. Its real purpose was actually to make the girl smile.
I have to say that this is just what an arrogant and domineering noble man would do. You said it's okay to pick up girls, no problem, but when you pick up girls, don't affect others, okay? Have the thorns been stripped off the roses on the ground? Just don't hurt your younger brothers and sisters who are passing by.
It can be said that this approach does not give these customers face at all...
Still want to invite?
It seems it's time for them to tell this young man what etiquette is.
"Why...I didn't come, why didn't you guys go in?"
The red-haired girl stopped in front of everyone and looked at them with some confusion.
Sun Haoran calmly looked at the girl in front of him, and soon he seemed to understand why Caesar was so fascinated by her.
This is a girl who is difficult to grasp at a glance. Some people in the college call her the red-haired witch, which further proves this point. Lu Mingfei has to choose who he likes, so he has to fall in love with her? She deserves to suffer... But then again, such a girl seems to be just in line with the appetite of a noble man like Caesar. This guy thinks that he is a born king, and those who are worthy of him are naturally like this kind of girls who will not be beaten by anyone. The girl bound by things, both of them either she is conquered or she conquers Caesar. ….
But the result...
Sun Haoran glanced at the roses on the ground.
Looking at Chen Motong's non-cold look, it was obvious that the woman had the upper hand.
If his useless broken system could see the target's favorability towards other people, he would like to see how sincere Chen Motong is towards Caesar?
Well, it seems to have nothing to do with him.
But the weird thing is...
[Chen Motong: Favorability 25%]
What Sun Haoran was curious about was why this girl he had never met had such a 25% favorable impression of him.
Obviously, Chen Motong seems to be among the targets identified by the system. Unexpectedly, he has the appearance of a prime minister?
Although abducting his girlfriend in front of Caesar will definitely make this guy's expression very exciting, there seems to be a lot of things involved in Chen Motong, and it may be a shocking trouble.
"Chen Motong, nice to meet you."
Seemingly noticing Sun Haoran's gaze, Chen Motong stretched out her hand politely and greeted everyone, "You three are from the company, right?"
"Yes."
The leader, Sun Haoran, smiled and stretched out his hand, "Chen family, Chen Motong, right?"
"No...it's just Chen Motong.
already. "
"OK."
Sun Haoran smiled and nodded when he heard this.
This girl is better than the young director above who has never experienced social beatings. This is the etiquette that normal people should have. Is it difficult to say hello to a friend's friend when you see him? You have to act like you are superior.
"I see you have been standing here for a while, why don't you go in?" Chen Motong asked doubtfully.
It seemed that because there were too many people in front of her, she did not see the gift Caesar had prepared.
Of course, it's also possible that she doesn't care much about this gift.
"Junior sister, you are just joking," Fingel stepped back half way and chuckled, "Look, this is the welcome ceremony prepared by the boss for you. The hostess hasn't even stepped on it yet, how can we be embarrassed?"
The News Department is affiliated with the Student Union, so Fingel, a naughty guy, usually calls him like this in front of his face. Of course...if the person involved is not present, he can call him whatever he wants!
"Are you... embarrassed?"
Chen Motong looked at Fingel and smiled softly.
"hey-hey……"
Fingel could only laugh in embarrassment.
At this time, Caesar on the steps also saw Chen Motong's arrival. He glanced at the Patek Philippe on his wrist with a faint smile on his face, and walked down the steps.
"Arrived on time."
"I'm going to ballet class in the afternoon."
Chen Motong responded and stepped forward. At the same time, she motioned to the people around her to help themselves, which seemed to mean they didn't need to pay attention to her.
Lu Mingfei looked embarrassed watching the two of them walking together and chatting.
They seemed...completely left out.
"What a funny girl."
However, Sun Haoran has a different view.
Although Chen Motong didn't say anything in public, "It's okay, let's go in together, Caesar won't mind, slapping her boyfriend in the face like this," but it was clear that she didn't seem to care how they would deal with Caesar's aggressive behavior, and even left herself alone. Like a theatergoer. ….
"What should I do, Brother Shi! This guy invited us here but is so disrespectful." Lu Mingfei asked.
"I see, show off your power." Fingel nodded, "You are the protagonist, you ask me this question?"
"Then let's ask you? Should us heroes be the most face-conscious!?" Lu Mingfei said and was about to turn around, "He doesn't give us face, and we don't give him face either! Let's retreat! Brother Shi!"
Before Fingel could take action, someone twisted Lu Mingfei back.
"Why are you so cowardly? Boy."
Sun Haoran looked helplessly at the coward in front of him. If he hadn't promised Lu Mingze that he would take care of this guy and this kid was the core character of the plot, he wouldn't have bothered to pay attention.
"Just turning around and running away doesn't mean you don't give the other person face. That will only make people think you are easy to bully."
As he said this, he gestured to Feng Baobao, who had long been unable to restrain himself.
First of all, the etiquette that must be taught to Caesar, the first lesson——
It is rude to come and not reciprocate!
If you don’t give me face, how can I give you face? Go to ***!
Without saying a word, Feng Baobao took off his high heels and stepped onto the rose-covered ground.
"This feels much more comfortable."
She seemed very satisfied with the service, "These foreigners are very considerate and know that I am not used to wearing high heels and have no place to stay."
"Um...Sister Bao'er, does this rose have any thorns?"
Zhang Chulan looked ashamed and asked awkwardly.
He looked at Feng Baobao holding high heels in each hand and preparing to climb the steps. It didn't look like he was going to a dance at all, but more like he was going to cause trouble.
"Don't worry, Caesar is very picky about what he does. These flowers must have been brought here by hand after plucking out their thorns one by one." Fingel looked like he was watching the fun and didn't think it was a big deal. Because of this, his news headlines tomorrow
There it is again. What title should I choose?
"Okay, let's go in. Aren't you the master here? You can go back to your own home. Why do you care about what others think?"
Sun Haoran patted Lu Mingfei's shoulder and motioned for everyone to follow Feng Baobao in.
"This...how do you know?"
Lu Mingfei was confused.
"We have all seen your glorious deeds in the academy."
Zhang Chulan replied awkwardly, this is part of gathering intelligence. Of course, the most informative place in the entire academy is the forum where gods and demons dance.
So, under the astonished looks of the student union cadres and Caesar, a group of people stepped on the roses and walked around the two people in the middle of the steps and entered the Amber Hall.
"The master is still outside, so they went in first? Don't these people understand what politeness is?"
Someone scolded angrily.
But he was soon stopped by Caesar.
"I think this is good. It's more fun than I thought."
Caesar turned around and looked at the figures who walked around them into the hall, a faint smile appeared on his face, "If you don't even have the courage to challenge, you are not worthy of being my opponent and friend."
"Is there a possibility... In our etiquette, when holding a banquet, the host entertains the guests outside and then sits down?" Chen Motong looked helplessly at Caesar in front of him.
This guy is good at everything, but he is too confident. Of course...confidence is also one of his strengths. His confidence is not blind, because so far there is no young man who is better than him, even if Chu Zihang is in his It seems that he is just as equal as himself.
but……
Chen Motong looked at the leading person from behind entering the hall.
Things are different now...
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