Li Qingluan, who was walking, suddenly slowed down and said in a complicated tone: "The man with a beard is Mo Xiufeng. He is the man of Princess Chen and the current prince of the Qinghu Gang. This person likes to make friends, has a large connection and is very cunning. He often uses despicable means in secret, and many people are unwilling to offend him."

"The other young man is named Ren Jian, the young man in Haicheng Platoon. He has the father of a state-owned enterprise boss and a grandfather who is the second-in-command of the Jinling Military Region. The family is rich and powerful."

After hearing this, Chen Qingyang couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

Mo Xiufeng is fine. After all, the Qinghu Gang is just a gang of black forces, and no matter how powerful it is, it will not cause much wave.

But Ren Jian has such a deep background. His state-owned enterprise boss may not be anything, but he actually has a grandfather who is the second in command of the military region, who is a real big shot with real power.

Compared to Ren Jian, the young men like Situ Yu or Fei Xiujie who Chen Qingyang had offended before were simply scumbags.

It seems that it is better to be a low-key person. After all, Chen Qingyang doesn’t have the confidence to offend a military district boss who holds real power.

"What, are you scared?" Li Qingluan couldn't help but chuckled and asked at Chen Qingyang.

Chen Qingyang shrugged and said, "I'm afraid it won't be so bad. It's just a mess. I don't have such a strong and profound background."

Li Qingluan shook her head and said with deep meaning: "None of them can compare to you!"

After saying that, Li Qingluan took another step and walked towards the hall.

Chen Qingyang was stunned for a moment, obviously not quite understanding the meaning of Li Qingluan's words.

"Don't be afraid of Xiao Qingyang, sister can protect you." Jiang Liuli leaned forward, naturally took Chen Qingyang's arm, and said with a sweet smile, her smile was charming and charming.

Chen Qingyang's expression froze, and he quickly pushed Jiang Liuli's hand away, telling him intuition that he couldn't provoke this woman.

"Thank you, but no need!" Chen Qingyang refused politely.

He didn't think Jiang Liuli, a weak woman, could protect him!

"Don't be polite to my sister!" Jiang Liuli said, and was about to reach out and continue to hold Chen Qingyang's arm.

"Let's go quickly, Sister Qingluan is still waiting for us." Chen Qingyang accelerated his pace and flew away from Jiang Liuli's "devil's claws" like a flying silence

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Jiang Liuli was not angry either, giggled, and then followed.

The three of them walked through the hall and walked into an elevator and went directly to the banquet hall on the third floor.

Led by a maid in a low-cut evening gown, the three entered a magnificent hall.

This is a luxurious hall with a total area of ​​thousands of square meters. Natural soft light spreads over every corner of the hall. The warm-colored environment contains high-profile taste. The beautiful and ethereal light music just rightly embellishes the atmosphere, refreshing and intoxicating.

In front of the hall is a one-meter-high stage, with several top-quality champagne lying quietly in the silver ice bucket, exuding a graceful and luxurious atmosphere.

Hundreds of crystal cups are piled into three cup towers, emitting dazzling brilliance under the light, which is pleasing to the eye.

The entire hall, whether in its layout or layout, demonstrates a royal noble atmosphere. Almost everyone entering here will subconsciously raise their heads and chests, trying to integrate with the noble atmosphere here.

This level of feast belongs only to the privileges of the upper class.

Li Qingluan walked in the front, and she took Chen Qingyang and the others to specially choose an inconspicuous corner to sit down.

It was extremely boring. Chen Qingyang looked up at the people around him and found that the people invited had a unique temperament that ordinary people did not possess. There were business elites in suits and ties, introverted and calm political leaders, ostentatious and arrogant young masters, and graceful and luxurious socialites and noble ladies.

Almost all top figures in all walks of life were invited here. Such a rare opportunity, they all pieced together into their own small circle, whispering, laughing and having a lot of fun chatting.

Chen Qingyang also felt a lot of gazes coming from around him, but most of the gazes were focused on Li Qingluan and Jiang Liuli.

Occasionally, one or two people came to say hello to Li Qingluan and greeted him, but they stopped. After a few greetings, they hurriedly left. No one dared to sit at their table.

Li Qingluan didn't care, and sat upright in her position, looking tall and arrogant, as if she was disdainful to anyone.

The opposite of Chen Qingyang and the others was that Mo Xiufeng had toast on the other side, and it was almost the most lively circle.

No wonder Li Qingluan said before that Mo Xiufeng had a wide connection, which now seems to be obvious.

"Sister Qingluan, your popularity doesn't seem to be very good." Chen Qingyang quipped.

"I don't need flattery and popularity, I just need them to be in awe." Li Qingluan said in a faint voice.

Indeed, the eyes of those around him looking at Li Qingluan were almost full of awe, except for the unconcealed vulgar gaze.

Just as Chen Qingyang was about to speak, a commotion suddenly appeared in the crowd.

"Wenrenbo is here!"

Someone shouted, and most of them looked out the door of the hall, and Chen Qingyang's eyes also subconsciously looked over.

Jewelry tycoon Wenrenbo is here too?

Guided by two beautiful and beautiful maids, a middle-aged man with a stern body and a dignified appearance walked into the hall with his head held high.

The person who came was Wen Renbo, a legendary tycoon in the jewelry industry. His jewelry business spread all over the world and even almost monopolized the entire overseas market. He is a veritable jewelry tycoon.

Behind Wen Renbo was a pair of handsome men and beautiful women. The man was majestic and handsome, and he looked a bit similar to Wen Renbo. It was his son Wen Ren Zongheng.

Wen Ren Zongheng was a little different from what Chen Qingyang knew. His eyes no longer showed a look of despicability. He looked humble and restrained, with a gentle smile on his face. He could not tell that he was once an arrogant young man.

It seems that the previous battle made Wen Ren Zongheng feel like he had transformed, which surprised Chen Qingyang.

Wen Ren Zongheng was surrounded by a beautiful girl with an ethereal temperament. Her snow-white dress was filled with a breath of youth, which attracted many people's strange gazes.

The girl was Wen Ren Qingwu who sang to Chen Qingyang in the drizzle. When she saw it was her, Chen Qingyang couldn't help but see a gentle smile on his face.

I didn't expect them to meet so soon!

At this time, Wen Ren Qingwu seemed a little uncomfortable, leaning against Wen Ren Zongheng, looking around blankly, as if she didn't like this noisy environment.
Chapter completed!