Urban Madness

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Hearing the complaining female voice, Ye Fan and Yang Yuwei both turned their heads, and saw a pair of young men and women not far behind them.

In terms of appearance, the woman is far inferior to Yang Yuwei, but her figure is extremely explosive, with her front convex and rearward, like a ripe peach.

More importantly, the mouth of her evening dress was a semi-transparent hollow design. The waves were turbulent and ready to emerge, which made people feel a sense of "suffocation".

In addition, she also revealed a thick dusty atmosphere, which formed a sharp contrast with Yang Yuwei's purity and beauty.

The man next to him, about twenty-three or four years old, was handsome, fair-skinned, and he was dressed in a famous brand. He was obviously a rich boy.

At this moment, he put his hands on his chest and looked arrogant, wishing to turn his nostrils to the sky.

"Jiaojiao, Wen Shao, sorry..." Yang Yuwei quickly apologized to the two.

The young man known as "Wen Shao" glanced at Ye Fan squintly, a gloomy color flashed in his narrow eyes, and said coldly: "Yuwei, who is this?"

"Shao Wen, this is Ye Fan, my junior high school classmate. I didn't expect to meet here!" Yang Yuwei said, and introduced Ye Fan to the identity of the two.

It turns out that the girl who can be called the "Bobba" is called Deng Jiaojiao. Like Yang Yuwei, she is a model for Xinwei magazine.

And Shao Wen is named Wen Zilun, and his family runs a medium-sized entertainment company in Wa, with hundreds of millions of assets and a cooperative relationship with Xinwei Magazine.

In terms of strength, although the Wen family cannot be compared with the four major chaebols, for ordinary people, they can only look up to their existence.

Today, it was Wen Zilun who brought two women to the dinner.

Unexpectedly, Yang Yuwei just saw Ye Fan's back, and after a moment of familiarity, he chased after him, making the two of them easy to find.

At this time, Wen Zilun looked up and down Ye Fan with a scrutinizing gaze, and then showed disdain.

"Yuwei, your classmate, won't you also come to the dinner party?" Wen Zilun asked, raising an eyebrow.

Before Ye Fan spoke, Deng Jiaojiao next to him said first: "Young Master Wen, this guy...how could he be eligible to be invited? 80% want to go in and eat!"

Between the lines, a deep contempt was revealed.

Deng Jiaojiao has been in the modeling circle for several years, and she has developed a pair of fiery eyes. In her opinion, Ye Fan's outfit adds up to a few hundred dollars, which is incompatible with the surrounding magnificent environment. It is like a crowd of chickens, obviously not one. People of the world.

For a while, the atmosphere in the court became a bit awkward.

However, Ye Fan didn't get angry because of this, and said lightly:

"Noisy!"

His tone was downplaying, without sorrow or joy, as if a hermit peeping through the world, treating Deng Jiaojiao as a disturbing fly.

"you!!!"

Such a reaction gave Deng Jiaojiao the feeling of punching into the cotton, and she was not angry.

Seeing that the atmosphere is getting more and more tense, Yang Yuwei hurriedly came out and said, "Wen Shao, I haven't seen Xiao Fan for a long time, or let him go in too!"

Although Yang Yuwei didn't know how Ye Fan appeared here, it was obvious that he was not invited to look at his dress, so she said so in order not to embarrass him.

Wen Zilun groaned for a moment when he heard the words, and said: "Okay! Of course I will give Yuwei's face! But--"

Speaking of this, Wen Zilun deliberately changed his tone and glanced at Ye Fan and said, "This dinner was hosted by the Royal Family of the Japanese Kingdom. The people who came to attend were all first-class people who stomped their feet casually, and the whole country was shaking three times. Yuwei, you must take good care of your friend, if he stabbed something, he will take the consequences!"

With that, Wen Zilun turned around and strode towards the clubhouse. Deng Jiaojiao hugged him affectionately, rubbing his arm with Su Xiong from time to time.

But Ye Fan's face was still very indifferent, and he didn't take the provocative words to heart.

Suddenly, Yang Yuwei turned to look at him, and asked with curiosity: "Xiao Fan, are you here to travel in Wa?"

"Forget it..." Ye Fan said instead: "Yuwei, why are you here?"

"Xiao Fan, my grades are not as good as you, not for reading! But fortunately, I was picked by scouts the year before and took to the country for training, and then debuted as a magazine model. Now I am considered small and famous. ! But this line of competition is too great. Models are eating youth meals and will not last long, so I’m considering transitioning recently! Shao Wen brought me and Jiaojiao to this dinner and said that he would introduce the big bowls of the entertainment industry to us Know!" Yang Yuwei explained.

As she said, the graphic model looks glamorous, but every month there are countless newcomers coming in. In terms of income, it is a lot worse than those stars.

Of course, Yang Yuwei's appearance is very outstanding even in the beauty-like entertainment circle.

More importantly, her big watery eyes always reveal the innocent look of a fawn. I feel pity and pity, and it gives birth to a strong desire for protection.

If you run into a good director and a good script, there is a real possibility of an accident.

"Haha! Old classmate, it seems that it won't take long to see you on the big screen!" Ye Fan said with a smile.

"Where... the horoscope hasn't been written yet!" Yang Yuwei shook her head.

...

The two of them walked into the banquet hall of the clubhouse while chatting.

The banquet hall is very large, with thousands of square meters, and the decoration is extremely luxurious. The ceiling is a crystal chandeliers imported from Italy, the floor is covered with thick Persian handmade carpets, and the walls are hung with Renaissance oil paintings. The paintings are priceless.

At this moment, hundreds of celebrities have gathered in the venue, men in suits and leather shoes, women in elegant evening dresses, holding red wine glasses in their hands, gathering in groups to talk.

Deng Jiaojiao saw a middle-aged man not far away and exclaimed: "Oh my God! Isn't that the president of Hyuga Co., Ltd.?!"

Seeing her never seen the world, Wen Zilun frowned slightly, and said: "Jiaojiao, don't yell! Look over there, Kato Jun, general manager of the Bank of Tokyo, and a member of the Waguk First Steel Group Chairman Kiyoshi Matsumoto, and TV Asahi’s director Jiro Kobayashi..."

Every prominent name came out of his mouth, and they were all big figures that ordinary people couldn't agree with.

Deng Jiaojiao's face was flattering, she squeezed Wen Zilun's arm with a white rabbit from Hungarian, and said: "Young Master Wen, you are so amazing to be invited to this banquet! "

Hearing this compliment, although Wen Zilun seemed calm on the surface, he was proud of it.

But the next moment, from the corner of his eye, Yang Yuwei caught a fiery fight with Ye Fan, completely ignoring him.

For a moment, Wen Zilun showed displeased expression and stared at Ye Fan fiercely, his eyes full of hostility, as if he was a thorn in the eye and a thorn in the flesh.

To him, Deng Jiaojiao's saucy and low-ranking are just for fun, while Yang Yuwei, a fresh and refined beauty, is a panda-like existence in the entertainment circle.

However, he also tried to pursue Yang Yuwei, giving away many brand-name bags and precious jewelry, but Yang Yuwei declined.

This time, Wen Zilun took a lot of effort to invite Yang Yuwei in, in order to win the hearts of the beautiful woman.

He didn't expect that he hadn't launched an attack, but was "cut off" by a stinky kid.

"what?"

Suddenly, Deng Jiaojiao seemed to have discovered something and asked, "Shao Wen, there seem to be many Chinese businessmen in this banquet hall?"

Her tone was full of confusion.

In the Japanese country, Chinese businessmen were not only unwelcome, they were excluded, and they were even less likely to integrate into the upper class circle.

However, at today's dinner, there were surprisingly many Chinese merchants, and it was a bit strange.

"This can involve a big secret, most people don't know..." Wen Zilun dragged his tone and deliberately sold it.

Right now, even Yang Yuwei next to her was stunned and asked subconsciously, "Wen Shao, what's the secret?"

"Hey!"

Wen Zilun smiled slightly, lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "Everyone knows that this dinner is hosted by the Japanese royal family and the specifications are very high! But I heard that the real protagonist of the dinner is not the Japanese royal family——"

"It's a Chinese!"