Post-shadow Development Plan

The smile just now was really intoxicating, even Zhizhi was a little moved, it's no wonder that Qiye's IQ is suddenly 0 now.

Lily also had the same thought. Of course, she was more happy than Zhi Zhi's depressed.

[Sure enough, director Qiye and his sister are a match made in nature, as long as we work harder, it will be fine.Lily, fight! 】

Compared to the two attendants who each had their own concerns, Qiye seemed indifferent.

It is very good if the owner likes the gift given out.

Thinking of Qiye here, I am going to get some food to satisfy my hunger - when most people are not paying attention to the dining table now

At present, half an hour has passed since the banquet started.

Except for the weird entrance at the beginning, the whole banquet went smoothly.

However, because it is still in the stage of giving gifts, those who have not given gifts are still queuing up, while those who have given gifts are getting together to communicate.

Well, to put it bluntly, it is to comment on the gifts sent by other guests.

Qiye felt that if these people were replaced by gossiping women in the Japanese community, there would really be no difference.

This made Qiye more aware of the essence of the so-called nobility.

Of course, this is also related to him eating steak in a lonely corner.

Ryan was still receiving gifts, and went to the bathroom. Lily, who had been following Qiye, left because a few special guests needed to come forward to receive them.

This resulted in Qiye being left alone at the dining table with nothing to do.

In order to find something to do for herself, Qiye had no choice but to concentrate on the dishes on the table.

After all, even if Qiye wanted to chat with other guests, he really couldn't find any common language.

The only movie that might have a topic, but because these upper-class guys despise commercial movies, it is a topic that is not very popular.

Qiye himself doesn't care too much. His trouble now is not that there is no one around him, but that he is thinking about how to deal with the ribbed piece of steak.

"It's so difficult... If only I could sit down."

Qiye looked at the plate in confusion, it was a pity to lose this piece of chewy meat, but it was too difficult to handle it standing up with a knife and fork.

He suddenly looked to the side like a thief, and after making sure that no one was paying attention to him, he immediately picked up the steak with his fingers and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Dancing swords and swords negative pressure tube (it's right to do this, it's really convenient to use hands and chopsticks!)"

While speaking vaguely, Qiye stretched out her grease-stained hands towards the tablecloth of the dining table.

"Hey! Director Kiryu Nanaya."

Suddenly someone called Nanaya's name, and it was in Japanese without hindrance.

Seven nights saw that it was the Arab uncle who sent the oil field.

"..."

"..."

Qiye silently withdrew his guilty hand, but the grease on his hand made him very embarrassed.

"If you don't mind..."

The uncle handed Nana a handkerchief embroidered with gold thread.

Qiye took the handkerchief and wiped his hands clean, and swallowed the beef in his mouth as quickly as possible.

"Thank you, I will ask the waiter to wash the handkerchief and return it to you."

Qiye said naturally, as if the person who was rude just now had nothing to do with him.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, it's just a $100 craft handkerchief. Director Kiryu will give it to you if he likes it."

The uncle said indifferently, looking at his tone, there is no difference between a $100 handkerchief and a disposable tissue.

[Sure enough, he is a big dog!Speaking of $100, the gold thread on it can't be real gold, right? 】

Although Qiye is no longer a poor man, it still hurts him to throw $100 casually like this.

"Mr. Kiryu, can I spare you a moment?"

The uncle invited Qiye.

"OK……"

For the sake of the handkerchief, Qiye nodded in agreement.

Probably not wanting to be heard by unrelated people, Uncle Middle East and Qiye came to the balcony outside the banquet hall on purpose.

"Director Kiryu, my name is Naif Nayan, from Abu Dhabi, United Arab Emirates."

The other party smiled very kindly. If you ignore the ethnic costumes on the other party, it seems to be an ordinary uncle next door.

"Is there anything Mr. Nayan wants from me?"

Seven nights said in an easy-going way, he did not show the same disgust and fear as the others at the banquet.

Since the Wei Ting family can be found, it means that there is no problem with the identity of the other party.

So Qiye will naturally not make a gesture of fear towards a kind and big family. Maybe they will buy their own peripherals because they like their movies?