The evening commercial reception was held at a manor, and many bigwigs from the Chicago financial industry came.

Qiao Sinian only brought the driver Lao Yang, but no one else took him.

The fragrance of flowers in the manor is mixed with the aroma of red wine, and even the air is filled with fragrance. The gentle piano sounds, and the accompaniment of the violin, surrounded by eagles, very lively.

For such a cocktail party, the ratio of men and women is about 1:1. On the dance floor, the dance posture is light and the dance steps are flexible.

Most men wear suits, gentlemen, and decent, while women wear various evening dresses, beautiful and generous.

Qiao Sinian chatted with the chairman of the business for a long time.

Chatting is inevitable to drink.

It was only a few days since my stomach ache last time, but Qiao Sinian could not refuse, so he could only drink the red wine in his glass.

From time to time, someone would invite him to dance.

He even pushed it away using the excuse that he could not jump.

There are many perfume lilies in the corner, and the fragrance of lilies is the strongest and scatters throughout the hall.

The crystal lamp emits a dazzling light, and the hall is magnificent, luxurious and high-profile.

When the wine is strong, the living room is filled with the aroma of red wine.

Laughing, conversation, and toasts are so lively.

Qiao Sinian was drunk, so he walked out of the hall and stood under a banyan tree in the manor, blew the cold wind.

The wind was a little cold at night, and it was like it was soaked in cold water on my face.

My head hurts a little, and my mind is filled with ups and downs.

Qiao Sinian lit a cigarette to suppress his emotions. The breath of nicotine can easily numb the nerves.

He looked at the stars in the sky in the distance, breathing a sigh of relief in his chest, not knowing what the emotions were, and it was hard to explain them.

After taking a few puffs of cigarettes, the headache was relieved a lot, but the alcoholism was still there.

When the wind blew, the wine I drank was pressing into my stomach, which was bitter and astringent.

Qiao Sinian frowned and his eyes were deep.

The piano sound came from the hall not far away, which was a classic "Blue Rhapsody", with gentle music, like a gurgling water.

Qiao Sinian was tired and stood under the big tree with her legs crossed.

In the darkness, the cigarette butts between his fingers were clearly extinguished, and there was a faint light.

Although he drank a lot of wine, his consciousness was still clear and he was still thinking about the project.

Banking, financing...

The distant depth of eyes condensed.

"Big bastard, we have broken up, don't bother me anymore!"

Suddenly, a girl's voice came from a distance, crisp and pleasant, with resentment and coquettishness.

Qiao Sinian put away his emotions and looked at a place not far away.

A girl of sixteen or seventeen years old looked at the boy of about age in front of her angrily.

The boy also had a big handful of roses in his hand, and the fiery red petals were particularly beautiful under the moonlight.

"Little baby, it's my fault. I'm wrong. Forgive me, I shouldn't make you angry."

"Wrong, wrong? Where is the mistake?"

"I..." The boy thought for a long time, and his eyes lit up. "The fault is that he did not make you happy in time. It's all my fault anyway. As long as you don't like me, I'm even breathing wrong!"

The girl burst out laughing and snorted coldly: "I don't plan to forgive you."

"Baby, if you don't forgive me, I will send you flowers every day. I will buy all the flower shops in Chicago for you!"
Chapter completed!