You sell swords, I go crazy, join hands to rectify the entertainment industry

"Hey (↗)"

When the man half-closed his eyes and looked at her, Jiang Qiyu didn't pause at all, and turned her gaze:

"Look, is that the French master you said?"

"..."

Qi Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, and his stern eyebrows were completely restrained at the moment, watching her hurriedly walking towards the direction where the crowd gathered without saying a word.

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Jiang Qiyu walked quickly to the center of the venue, and Qi Yu also followed with Shi Shiran with long legs.

Regarding the conversation just now, both of them were very tacit and did not mention it again.

This topic, so far.

It would be impolite to ask again.

When they walked towards the auction room arranged in the center of the venue, celebrities from all walks of life around them also gathered around.

The people who can be invited to this wine tasting party today are either rich or noble.

Some people like Yu Haiyang are for socializing, and some are for the host of the reception, a famous French collector——

jacquescasseus

He is a well-known authority on both collecting and wine circles.

Mr. Cathier has always hoped to build the most expensive wine museum in the world, and collect all the rarest wines in the world.

He came to City A to hold a wine tasting party this time, mainly to introduce his "Wine Louvre" to the upper class circles all over the world.

At the same time, it will also be displayed at the reception and auction several collections in its own wine cellar.

There are many celebrities present, except for some wine collectors, most of them have wine or related businesses at home.

If we can establish a relationship with such an international collector, it will be of great benefit to brand awareness and the upper market.

"..."

Jiang Qiyu found a place not too far away and sat down, quietly listening to the conversation of the person next to her.

Then he raised his eyes and looked at the man with the old god beside him:

"Is your family still in the wine business?"

Qi Yu, on the other hand, looked straight at the important collector on the stage, and while listening to him introduce the collection, he turned slightly and turned back to her:

"That's not it."

Qi's predecessor was mainly in heavy industry and real estate. Twenty years ago, it began to focus on the development of technology and the Internet of Things, but it has never set foot in the field of red wine.

Jiang Qiyu was a little puzzled when she heard the words:

"Then you are..."

"laugh......"

But before Qi Yu could answer, there was a sneer in front of the two of them, and a slightly disdainful male voice sounded:

"How can anyone be allowed in a reception of this level?"

Looking along the voice, he saw that the man with the thorn in the words didn't even turn his head, and only his back could be seen from behind.

"?"

Before Jiang Qiyu was sure who the words were aimed at, she heard an undisguised sneer from beside her:

"This venue is obviously Building A, where is the movement of B?"

"..."

She turned to look at the indifferent Qi Yue, and couldn't help giving him a thumbs up.

Among other things, she recognized this attack power.

"Qi Yue, you..."

Sure enough, Jiang Qiyu was not the only one who recognized his offensive power.

The man who was sitting in front of them turned his head suddenly when he heard the words, and glared at the two people behind him with sharp eyes.

"Hmph, I thought who would ask such an idiotic question."

The moment he saw Jiang Qiyu, that person's angry eyes quickly turned into disdain:

"So it's Young Master Qi's new love recently, and Young Master Qi is really...bringing this kind of country bumpkin to the reception, and he's not afraid of making you laugh."

"I soil?"

Jiang Qiyu Mei's eyes widened, she raised her finger and pointed at herself, this superb beauty, and instantly released her passive skills:

"Then is my little soil enough to bury you?"

The man's eyes became even more hostile when he heard the words: "Without a little tutor, she really is an illegitimate daughter who can't get on the stage!"

"???"

Feeling the great hostility gushing out from this person, Jiang Qiyu, who was sure she didn't know him, frowned:

"Not buddy, are you a mad dog?"

Usually lying on the side of the road, getting upset and randomly killing an innocent passerby?

"It is indeed a dog, but it's not just a mad dog..."

Seeing her confused face, Qi Yu took the initiative to explain her doubts:

"He Hao, Meng Wanyu's...loyal supporter."

To be correct, he belongs to the licking dog family.

He Hao, the son of the He family in the high-end catering industry in S City, has been chasing after Meng Wanyu since he was a child. He didn't have the guts to confess, so he kept provoking Qi Yue who was being stalked by Meng Wanyu.

He was punched a lot when he was a child, but he was a stubborn donkey, his nose was bruised, his face was swollen and his whole body was soft, only his mouth was hard.

It wasn't until Qi Yu went abroad that he escaped the iron fist.

It's just that I haven't seen him for nearly ten years, and he is still as mean as ever, but I don't know if he can still resist beating now.

"You still have the face to mention Wanyu?!"

As soon as he heard Meng Wanyu's name, He Hao immediately clenched his fists and looked at him with red eyes like a dynamite bag being ignited:

"If it wasn't for you, how could she..."

Seeing his furious look, Jiang Qiyu had every reason to believe that if it wasn't for being concerned about the occasion, maybe this He Hao would have punched Qi Yu directly.

"Meng Wanyu?"

She lowered her eyes and thought for a long time before finding out the name that had been forgotten from her memory.

Isn't this the hot and sour boneless chicken feet?

"Didn't she go abroad to study?"

Meng Wanyu was the girl who had previously bought black material about her and said harsh words to her. After being stabbed in front of Mr. Meng by Qi Yu, she went abroad to study in advance.

Something happened to her?

"Humph!"

Seeing her ignorant appearance, He Hao snorted coldly, the contempt in his eyes almost overflowing:

"It's all your fault, you bitch!"

"Tsk."

This person just said that she has no tutor, but now she is a bitch when she keeps her mouth shut.

Jiang Qiyu was not an elegant and dignified kind person, so she immediately retorted:

"I suggest you buy a bottle of red wine and sprinkle it in the oil pan to see if it's the oil splash or you."

"They're all cheap, but they go in different directions."

Without waiting for He Hao to speak again, Qi Yu on the side took it and said slowly:

"The oil is splashed upwards, and he is a scumbag."

"You two..."

As long as he was facing Qi Yue, He Hao had never won in any aspect, he couldn't scold him, he couldn't beat him even more, and now another woman came to sing with him...

He clenched his back molars tightly, and the veins in his temples gradually bulged, as if he was extremely angry.

But before He Hao took the next step, another voice came in abruptly at this moment:

"Brother, father didn't ask you to come here to make trouble."

Although the voice was deliberately lowered a little, it was still very familiar. They didn't even have to turn their heads to guess who was coming.

"He Chuyang?"

He Hao suppressed his rage, and looked coldly at the boy who was bowing over and sitting beside him with a calm expression on his face.

With a gloomy face and a bad tone:

"You don't need to remind me!"

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Jiang Qiyu coldly, then turned around and said nothing.

And He Chuyang, who came over after that, didn't speak again, but nodded slightly to Jiang Qiyu sideways.

Then he sat upright and looked carefully at the Tibetan wine being introduced on the middle booth.