Chapter 895 The Terrible BMB

Chapter 895 The terrible BMB

"Of course I am praising you!" Anthony said seriously: "Not everyone can get along with Ella. Thanks to you, this is my first time talking to her. It is really an honor."

Fang Yang was a little surprised: "What do you mean? Isn't Aila finding you here?"

Anthony looked at Fang Yang funny: "Is it weird? Not to mention finding me here, there is nothing in NY that she doesn't know if she wants to!

Who made her the princess of the Big Apple? She went to the villa next door to look for you, but failed, and then came to my place. "

Fang Yang has finally learned the lesson. It seems that whether it is the East or the West, the same applies to people with money and power.

"Speaking of which, I have to ask, how can Richie, who is just a rich second generation, be so crazy? Since Ella is so powerful, why should he be afraid of him?"

"My friend, you are wrong." Anthony corrected: "Ella is not afraid of Richie. It's because the two families are family friends, and Richie is also one of the candidates for Ella's future husband.

As a friend, I want to remind you that Ella is not just a willful and stubborn girl as you think. Her shrewdness has won Mark? Bloung's approval.

So in order for Ella to develop more steadily in the future, Mark personally selected three candidates for him. As for who to choose, it naturally depends on Ella's wishes.

I believe you can also guess that these three people all have prominent family backgrounds, and Richie is even the shabbiest one, so he is the tightest.

Ella cleverly used the relationship between the three people to win more time and space for herself. It is said that the fashion brand she founded has become famous.

Of course, the most important thing is that Mark has deliberately transferred the power of BMB Media Company to her. I believe it won't take long,

Ella will take over from Mark and become the queen of the media world! Gosh, that’s what so many people dream of! "

Fang Yang didn't know much about foreign companies, and he obviously thought Anthony's words were a bit distorted: "That BMB company, is it really that powerful?"

"You actually doubt my words?!" Anthony screamed and sat up: "BMB is a global multimedia group company that integrates news, data and data analysis.

Its interactive financial information network serves more than 260,000 professionals in 126 countries 24 hours a day.

The company has put forward the business philosophy of providing services to its partners 15 minutes earlier than any competitor.

Providing more than 4,000 news reports to 350 newspapers every day. The company's television business.

Currently, financial and market information is broadcast 24 hours a day in 7 languages ​​through 10 TV networks to a global audience of 200 million people. Just ask you, is it scary? "

"Okay, I admit, if this is really the case, it would be really scary." Fang Yang knew that this was an era of information sharing and exchange.

But the difference between fifteen minutes earlier and fifteen minutes later is huge. At a critical moment, maybe a second's difference will cause incalculable losses.

Anthony stood up and stretched his body: "Have a good rest, Ella invites you to her private cocktail party tonight.

By your light, I am also invited. Oh, today is such a pleasant day, don't you think? "After saying that, he plunged into the game pool, swimming happily like a big fish.

Fang Yang felt a little overwhelmed: "In the evening? Private reception? Can you refuse?"

Anthony in the swimming pool said loudly: "No! I finally got such an opportunity, and I don't want to miss it!"

Fang Yang was a little annoyed: "I just said I wouldn't go, but I didn't say I wouldn't let you go!"

Anthony turned over in the water and floated on the surface: "Do you think Ella would invite me if it wasn't to invite you? In her circle of friends, they are all dignitaries!"

"Sure enough, this rule of valuing sex over friends is universal everywhere." Fang Yang shook his head, stood up and walked towards the villa.

Ella's private reception was scheduled for eight o'clock. Just after five o'clock, Fang Yang was dragged by Anthony to do his hair and choose clothes, which made him take the trouble:

"Please, is it necessary to be so grand? It's just a private reception, not an official reception, it's almost enough."

Anthony picked his tie: "Don't you understand? In fact, private cocktail parties are often more grand than official ones.

Think about it, with such a large circle, how many people can be invited to a private cocktail party? This is full recognition of you, how can you not take it seriously? "

Fang Yang teased: "It seems that you are very interested in Ella? I just remembered that you haven't gotten married yet. Could it be that you still want to make a counterattack?"

"I don't want to think about counterattacks. I still have some self-awareness." Anthony finally chose a tie he liked:

"Actually, we are mainly interested in BMW. You know what business our family is mainly engaged in, and it will not be recognized by Mark and Ella at all.

Even if they meet on other occasions, they are all official words, and there is no possibility of in-depth communication.

If we can take this opportunity to build a good relationship with BMB, it will be of great significance to the family. "

Fang Yang suddenly realized: "Oh! So you are the so-called male publicist? Tsk tsk, it's really that interesting."

"Don't make sarcastic comments! It's almost time, let's go." Anthony put on the carefully selected clothes and drove with Fang Yang to a mansion on Fifth Avenue in Manhattan.

It seems that Anthony has never been here, but he still knows this place very well. The car slowly stopped at the door, and naturally a security guard came up to check the invitation.

After Anthony handed over the invitation for inspection, the door opened and he successfully entered the inner courtyard of the villa. After getting out of the car, Anthony straightened his tie and was surprisingly nervous.

Fang Yang was walking beside him and wanted to laugh: "Haha, Anthony, I just realized that you are also nervous? It's just a cocktail party, isn't it?"

Anthony had no intention of quarreling with him: "You don't understand, just go in."

The two walked up the steps, and naturally a servant opened the door. The villa is luxuriously furnished, with bright red Persian carpets on the floor and beautiful piano music surrounding your ears.

There is an open space in the middle of the hall as a dance floor. There are rest areas and restaurant areas on both sides, with rich ingredients and a wide variety of ingredients.

Although there is still more than half an hour before the reception, many guests have already arrived. They gathered together in twos and threes and talked about some interesting topics.

Fang Yang pointed to the empty seat in the corner: "Let's sit there for a while. It's still quiet."

Of course Anthony had no objection: "Okay, I happen to be a little thirsty too."

The two of them found an empty seat and sat down. Naturally, a servant brought them drinks. After taking a few sips, Song Mengting turned around from nowhere: "Fang Yang, why didn't you call me when you came? Is this your friend? "

Fang Yang introduced: "This is Mr. Anthony, captain of the Ocean Giant. I don't know if you are coming, so there is no need to call."