V2.Chapter 6

Wanghaifeng hotel.

At 7 pm, a business Mercedes Benz stopped outside the hotel. Two middle-aged men, both in their forties and fifties, with straight suits, laughed when they got out of the car and went to open the door. A girl got out of the car.

At the age of 16 or 17, the girl is dressed casually, jeans, a white casual small suit coat, with soft hair hanging on her shoulders, a quiet smile on her eyebrows and corners of her eyes. When she stops in front of the door outside the hotel, there is a quiet and exquisite in the soft warm yellow light.

Two men respectfully invited the girl into the hotel. The front desk asked with a professional smile: "excuse me, three, do you have a reservation?"

"The hall on the fifth floor," Chen said with a smile.

The receptionist was slightly stunned, and her smile immediately became sweeter. "All the guests have arrived. Please follow me."

Chen Manchuan and Ma Xianrong smiled and nodded. They turned back and invited Xia Shao to walk in front. They followed the front desk attendant and took the elevator to the fifth floor.

In the elevator, the young waiter stood smiling, but his eyes looked curiously at the girl in white behind him through the bright elevator wall. Tonight, the hall on the fifth floor was packed and nearly 200 people came. It is said that they are all rich antique merchants of the antique guild! The owner is said to be the boss of Fu Ruixiang, and the chairman of Huaxia group, which made a lot of noise some time ago.

Is this the girl behind you? So young!

"Cough! Miss, here we are." Chen slam coughed and kindly reminded.

The young waiter was stunned, quickly said sorry and led the three out of the elevator.

In the luxurious hall on the fifth floor, there were twenty big tables full of people. Tonight is a dinner party in the industry, which is different from the ball and so on. Therefore, the people who come here do not bring family members or female partners, and most of the present are middle-aged men, and there are many old men. Only a few rich women businessmen are middle-aged.

Xia Shao walked in front of Chen Manchuan and Ma Xianrong, and was invited into the hall by the front desk. As soon as she appeared, the conversation and laughter in the hall stopped, and all eyes focused on her. Some people with their backs to her turned around the moment she stepped in. These rich antique merchants have been immersed in antique shops for many years, and none of them has a fortune of hundreds of millions. They have worked hard in shopping malls for many years. They have their own dignified aura. Even if they are stared at by one person, most people will feel pressure, not to mention the eyes of so many people?

The atmosphere in the hall was suddenly stagnant and silent, with indescribable pressure. Xia Shao always had a shallow smile on her face, stepped on the golden and red carpet under her feet, walked at a leisurely pace and had a graceful demeanor.

Such a bearing can not help but make many people look surprised at the bottom of their eyes - yo! What a calm young man!

This bearing, whether it is true or pretending to be calm, is not easy for this age. But it's too simple to think that we can live tonight.

Most of the people who come tonight are me. I like to read messages! Whoever doesn't satisfy my desire to read messages, I won't satisfy her desire to read shuangwen~