I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

Chapter 23: Upper class

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After all, it was a private banquet, so the nature of the banquet was very relaxed, and it did not have the style that is common in movies. But he was really the only one who wore casual clothes like Jiang Chen. You can't blame him for being a country boy. After all, Jiang Chen was here for vacation. How could he prepare such troublesome formal attire

Elegant piano was playing on the stage in front of the restaurant. Celebrities from all walks of life who came here for vacation were holding wine glasses to find the circles they were interested in and joined in to chat with those like-minded people. However, Jiang Chen here was a complete alien, walking around the edge of the venue with a plate in hand, wandering around the long tables filled with feasts. It seemed that neither dancing nor socializing could arouse his interest.

Well, this steak is as delicious as his mother's...

Jiang Chen chewed gracefully and nodded with satisfaction. After eating, he wiped the grease stains from the corners of his mouth with a tissue as usual. Ahem, foodies are foodies. If you don’t pay attention to your image when eating, then you are a real coward. Maybe the security will ask him out...

Jiang Chen held the red wine and looked up at the location of the dinner party's protagonist.

Gee, I have to say that Arab tycoons are indeed rich. As far as the princess is concerned, that posture is definitely a disaster. The figure is curved forward and backward, and there is a slim waist. The delicate bridge of the nose, the extremely attractive eye sockets, and the slender willow eyebrows. This princess has the face of an oriental beauty and the figure of a western beauty. She also has a dignified and feminine temperament in her movements.

Not wearing a headscarf? They must be people from Lebanon.

Jiang Chen couldn't tell the price of the shining diamond hanging on the neck of the beautiful princess. However, judging from the size alone, the price must be in the hundreds of millions, and it is still in US dollars.

The prince standing next to her was also quite handsome, but Jiang Chen was not interested in men, so he didn't observe too much. Surrounding the two protagonists were either arms tycoons or oil tycoons, and there were also several Asian faces. Jiang Chen could not tell their specific nationalities.

The rest of the celebrities from all walks of life gathered together in small groups and spread out around the center of the venue. Jiang Chen saw many familiar faces among them, such as the music queen, and the bald man who played the role of Fast and Furious... Jiang Chen couldn't help but be slightly surprised to see so many celebrities here, but he was not. I'm not star-chasing, so I have no intention of going up and asking for autographs.

"Mr. Nayef, I wonder why you chose to celebrate this wonderful moment for your beloved concubine in this mysterious East?"

"Haha, I like this place very much. Last time I was in Hawaii, but the scenery here is also very good, and there are not so many annoying reporters."

Of course there are reporters, but they are all invited by the police to talk, such as discussing passports, procedures, proving that you are you, and other issues. No matter how anxious the foreign devils with cameras are, they won't let you go. Is it more important to cooperate with the legal process or your bigger news? Want to leave? Okay, just stay with me and wait until the time has passed. Otherwise, after you prove this, I will give you the debut proof question.

I have to say that money is sometimes more useful in China than in capitalist countries.

When he was in Hawaii, Nayef had to first spend more than double the money to hire the underworld to do these things, and then spend a similar amount of money to bribe the police to ignore the matter...

Tianchao's one-stop service satisfied him, a rich man from the Middle East who had too much money and nowhere to spend it.

It is precisely because Prince Nayef handles privacy issues so thoroughly every time that his friends with sensitive identities dare to travel thousands of miles to attend his dinner. Although the hospitable Nayef sent invitations to all "qualified" people in the hotel, not everyone was a guest living here, such as the oil tycoon who was chatting and laughing with him.

It's quite interesting to say that in order to join this circle full of "resources", many people even booked luxury rooms for a few nights. Jiang Chen was really lucky to be able to book the most expensive beach villa at this time. Before he came here, he had never heard of any Middle Eastern tycoon planning to hold a banquet here.

"Mr. Aurora, I wonder if you are interested in five tankers full of crude oil?"

"Of course I'm interested. My little guys burn those things every day. Haha, Mr. Zahar, we might as well go aside and talk in detail."

"What an honor."

Almost every minute, a large or small transaction was completed. Jiang Chen couldn't help but sigh that he was standing by eating salmon while witnessing everything. There were also many wealthy Chinese businessmen near him talking about business, the market, and even some private matters. As a result, Jiang Chen heard a lot of explosive news.

For example, a certain actress who was rumored to be getting married soon slept in the room of a certain domestic real estate tycoon last night. A certain idol singer who is famous for being a pure and beautiful girl participated in a prostitute hosted by a coal boss last night. The name seems familiar. Jiang Chen also downloaded one or two of her songs on his phone...

This shocked Jiang Chen quite a lot, but it was expected after thinking about it. Hidden rules are nothing new in the entertainment industry, especially for those actresses who become famous instantly and have little background.

It would be unthinkable for reporters to sneak into a place like this...

Of course, it is absolutely impossible for reporters to appear here.

"A5 Kobe beef fillet, good stuff."

"Well, it's really good..." Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows and looked at the strong white man sitting opposite him in surprise and chatting to him.

"Just such a small piece costs 300 US dollars. Sir, the way you eat it really makes the viewer feel a little sad." The white man with short hair and stubble smiled, showing a mouth full of white teeth, and his face was full of emotion. No feeling of physical pain at all. That standard Mandarin made Jiang Chen even have the illusion that he was a compatriot in white skin.

"How do you know I'm Chinese?" Jiang Chen smiled and asked curiously. If Chinese, Korean, and Japanese are put together, even Jiang Chen himself may not be able to tell them apart if they don't speak, let alone Europeans and Americans.

"I've always judged people very accurately. My name is Bruce Miller." Bruce smiled slightly and stretched out his hand to Jiang Chen.

Because you are the best... Bruce said to himself.

Taking hold of Bruce's extended hand, Jiang Chen also smiled in a friendly manner.

"Jiang Chen."

One look at you and I know you don't have any good intentions... Jiang Chen said in his heart.

Jiang Chen's intuition told him that this guy named Bruce was not simple. Of course, "not simple" here does not mean that he is rich, everyone here is rich. But it refers to something not simple in another sense. There is a vague smell of blood on this person's body. Only people who have experienced life and death can have this kind of aura, which made Jiang Chen a little wary. He didn't understand what this guy meant by looking for him.

"Don't be nervous, I just saw that my colleague was very friendly." Bruce noticed Jiang Chen's wary eyes and couldn't help but smile and wave his hand.

Let me go, do you think your feelings treat me as a peer? Jiang Chen felt like he couldn't laugh or cry.

"Oh? Is it so obvious?" Jiang Chen didn't point it out, just raised his eyebrows and asked with a slightly curious expression.

"Didn't Mr. Jiang Chen notice that the security guards at the door were looking at you?" Bruce took a sip of red wine and said calmly.

staring at me? Damn it, what are you listening to me doing? Jiang Chen glanced at the security guard wearing sunglasses at the door, dumbfounded. His burly muscles were very intimidating. Jiang Chen didn't have the ability to look through his sunglasses, and he didn't know how the man named Bruce knew where the security guards were staring. He just gently picked up the red wine and took a sip.

"Me? Mr. Bruce, you are joking, I am just an ordinary person who comes to a resort to relax." Jiang Chen said in a very calm tone.

After hearing Jiang Chen's words, Bruce breathed a sigh of relief. As a mercenary, according to common sense, it is not enough to enter and exit such an occasion. However, because the security mission of Saudi Prince Nayef was handled by his team, he made an exception and was qualified to enter.

When he first entered the hall, he noticed the very eye-catching Jiang Chen at first sight. At the same time, the vague murderous aura on his body made him feel afraid. This was definitely a dangerous guy. Although he didn't have any big muscles on his body, Bruce's intuition came up with an extremely absurd idea. If you fight in close combat, there is a 80% chance that you will lose.

If Jiang Chen heard his question, he would probably smile and tell him, not 80% but 100%. No matter how powerful his fighting skills are, Jiang Chen's strength and reaction speed can crush him, so there's no way he can fight...

But when he discovered that Jiang Chen was just wandering around among the delicious food, he couldn't help but start to doubt his own judgment.

Maybe he was just a fellow traveler who happened to be on vacation

In order to find out the true identity of this weird person, after exchanging opinions with his team, Bruce stepped forward to talk to him.

"Of course that's the best. I wish you a pleasant dinner." Bruce smiled slightly and raised his glass to Jiang Chen.

Bruce, who had confirmed Jiang Chen's situation, did not leave immediately, but chatted with Jiang Chen. Jiang Chen was idle, and he was also curious about how these legal mercenaries lived abroad, so he was happy to chat with Bruce.

"... That time was in Ukraine. We were escorting a senior government official to the front line and were ambushed on the way." Bruce, who was half drunk and was talking more and more excitedly, "I suspected it was Maozi. Their firepower was very fierce. In the end, we had to defend a building until the government tanks came over and the danger was relieved... "

Because it wasn't a secret, Bruce didn't hide much. From Bruce's words, Jiang Chen roughly understood that they were security personnel affiliated with Blackwater International and were mainly responsible for foreign business, also known as mercenaries. This Bruce is also a veteran of many battles. He was active on the battlefield in Iraq before retiring and joined Blackwater after the war.

"Since it's just a casual chat, Mr. Jiang Chen, why don't you also talk about yourself? I'm very curious. With my salary, I can't afford to live in a luxurious beach villa that costs thousands of dollars a day." Bruce said curiously.

"The money you make is for enjoyment. Why don't you keep it to buy a coffin?" Jiang Chen replied with a smile, and at the same time he had already begun to decompose the third steak.

"I'm sorry, if it's a business that's not convenient to disclose, Mr. Jiang Chen doesn't need to talk about it." Bruce stuffed a piece of chicken into his mouth with a fork, and his movements were so skillful that he didn't look like a rough man licking blood with the tip of a knife.

"There's nothing inconvenient. To put it simply, it's a business related to gold." Jiang Chen said with a slightly mysterious expression as he took a sip of red wine.

"Oh? Working there in South Africa? That's a good place." Bloom smiled.

"No, just in Asia." Jiang Chen shook his head, which surprised Bruce.

"With all due respect, in my impression, Asia does not seem to be a hot spot. Is there any business that can be done?" Bruce frowned slightly and asked.

"That's not necessarily true. There is a lot of business on the border, and we usually settle in gold." Jiang Chen said casually.

Bruce smiled after hearing this and said no more.

There are many things that are inconvenient to say, especially given his status. It seems that there are only two things being traded at the border, one is arms and the other is drugs. No matter what it is, it is something that is not convenient to talk about in such a public place. Therefore, a lounge is usually prepared for such dinners, which is a place for further negotiations between businessmen who have reached an agreement.

There are some South American drug lords and illegal arms dealers here, as well as some FI agents looking around. It is not very polite to inquire in too detail in public places.

The dinner ended peacefully and came to an end after the prince gave a romantic birthday speech to the princess. The rich and famous people began to leave gradually, and Jiang Chen was also preparing to leave with the flow of people. Bruce handed Jiang Chen his business card and then said goodbye to Jiang Chen.

The main purpose of chatting with him for so long was to monitor him. Now that the dinner was over, he naturally no longer had the need to stay here.

After holding the business card and looking at it, Jiang Chen casually put it into his purse.

It is unlikely that we will meet each other in the future. After all, Jiang Chen does not intend to make any big noise here. However, in line with the principle of one more friend and more paths, Jiang Chen still kept the business card. ;