Night Party (Part 1)

Saving the figure who committed suicide by jumping off the building, the night wind blew in my thoughts while looking up at the night sky,

In the end, Fangran didn't go to the restaurant where he had booked dinner, and just kept sitting on the edge of the rooftop overlooking the bustling city of Houston.

Let this scene be the end of your departure from this energy city.

Then the plane passed through the night sea of ​​clouds again, sitting in the cabin like a luxurious living room,

He once again returned to the huge and luxurious imperial manor.

The huge fountain, wide steps, and after walking into the main door that is commensurate with the size of this manor,

"Welcome back, Your Excellencies."

Multiple neat voices sounded, and the maid and housekeeper, who bowed her head and looked down, and was meticulous in everything from her movements to her expressions, even if she was not prepared in advance,

There were also more than a dozen servants greeting him on both sides of the magnificent, deep red and gilded entrance hall.

Having long been accustomed to this scene, Adeline just looked at Fangran beside her and said coldly:

"The master already knows that you are coming back, young master. Please come with me."

And followed her through the long corridor inside the giant manor, and came to a huge door six or seven meters high.

Watching Adeline complete a series of complicated authentications, she pushed the door open as she stopped at the door,

Fangran saw a large space that could only be described as a 'Royal Exhibition Hall' appearing.

flashy dome,

The elegant high wall of more than ten meters is like the entrance of a large maze, except that the walls on both sides are covered with paintings and there are uninterrupted display cabinets in the wall.

Each collection gives people a shock of a collection of treasures when they first step into it!

Classical sculptures, large oil paintings several meters long and wide, various cultural relics of gold, silver, porcelain and jade in glass cabinets...

As Fangran walked forward, he looked at the things on both sides. Each of them had no introduction, but each one was placed there with an extraordinary atmosphere.

He couldn't see the origin of more than 90% of them, but there were also items that seemed familiar to him.

Opening his golden right eye, Fangran looked in a daze at one of the paintings arranged at random on the entire wall, and then identified its name based on the information transmitted.

"sunflower".

Seeing the masterpieces I know with my own eyes, I felt the value of this place as if I had seen it in detail. Fangran looked at the things that could be placed here with it along the way.

Leonardo da Vinci, Raphael Sansi...ancient Egypt, ancient Rome, ancient China...the Renaissance era...

Looking at these names in the ability feedback, the air seems to have the precious aura of those things that have crossed the long river of history.

And not long after feeling this, I met their owner,

"So how many other places are there that are so outrageous?"

Fangran looked at Veronica, who was standing in front of a person-high oil painting, and couldn't help but ask the same question as last time.

Her long silver-gray hair is tied up in an elegant hairstyle, and her gorgeous skirt reveals a sense of dignity from the details, highlighting her hostess temperament.

Veronica turned her head and responded with a chuckle as if she was happy to see him back:

"Didn't I say that if you agree, I will tell you everything."

Walking to her side, he glanced at a foreign oil painting that Veronica was looking at. She couldn't appreciate this high-level art at all.

“Where did you get so many world heritage sites,”

Fangran just looked around at the scene like the Louvre, and couldn't help but look at her slightly helpless:

"By the way, many things here are even stolen or lost, right?"

"A lot of things always accumulate over a long period of time. Most of the things here are harvested by O'Brien family members from all over the world since the last century,"

"Of course, they are all bought with normal money."

After explaining casually in a light tone, he used a smile to get past the question of where he bought it.

Veronica looked at Fangran with a smile on her face and asked:

"Are you interested in my collection? Would you like to pick a few pieces as gifts?"

"No."

Sighing in rejection, Fangran couldn't afford to accept such an expensive gift. Fangran still remembered that the things Veronica placed outside the room area were worth hundreds of thousands of dollars.

Who knows how much the world-class treasures she has collected here are worth.

"You should have read all the reports on this incident in the energy field."

After finishing the pleasantries and turning to the main topic, when she heard what he said, Veronica turned her smiling silver-gray eyes while slowly walking further inside.

"Are you saying that you completely ignored Adeline's temptation on the yacht, then left her and the three female participants and did what you didn't know, and disappeared with a young girl for a day and a night?"

Although this is the case... why does it sound so weird!

What did that guy write in the report...

Hearing this statement as if he was a scumbag, Fangran followed her footsteps and couldn't help but put his forehead on his head and said:

"Can you care about something normal..."

"For example, you just said seriously that there was no time to dance, but the next second you fell in love with a representative of a European company and invited her to dance in public?"

Fangran: "..."

The moment I heard Veronica say this, I recalled the sight from behind when I was dancing with Ophia that night, as well as Adeline's sharp remarks during the day,

I knew that guy was holding a grudge...

But whoever is attracted to it, don’t tell me that I seem to be a playboy!

Noticing the interesting look on his face, he smiled softly and responded to his topic head-on.

"What should I care about in a normal place?"

Sometimes it is a small painting that covers a whole wall, sometimes it is a huge oil painting with a gilt frame that covers a whole wall.

Veronica asked with a smile while strolling leisurely. She looked at the collections passing by that cost tens of millions of dollars and said with a smile:

"You repelled the attackers at sea and ensured that the signing meeting went ahead. Although one company was missing, the crisis in the energy field was lifted."

"This result is enough for me."

There is no signboard or any route to the private 'collection room'. Follow her very familiar footsteps and choose one side of the fork in the road.

Fangran was slightly silent after hearing what she said. He wanted to continue the topic with her in the huge library last time.

But at this moment when he was about to speak,

"However, speaking of which, I do care about something."

Veronica's voice suddenly sounded.

"After reading Adeline's report on this incident from beginning to end, there is only one thing that makes me curious, or should I say incredible,"

Slowing down his steps, he turned his mysterious silver-gray eyes,

Veronica looked at the young man beside her with an inexplicable color in her eyes,

"All the electronic equipment was hacked and destroyed. There was no time to prepare new materials with the Middle East. The only paper materials that were stolen were traps that the other party could destroy at any time and use to lure us to waste time on retrieving it."

"None of the solutions I envision involve retrieving it..."

Her slightly surprised chuckle contained a sense of sensitivity and exploration.

"How the hell did you get that contract back?"

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Ha... The journey back to Dalian took a day, and when I came back, I spent another day doing all kinds of messy things, and then I was stuck for several days. I just finished writing it today, and when I thought about energy, I finished it. It’s time to think about what to write in the next big paragraph of the plot, but I can’t think of it at all. I have a headache. I’m so panicked and have a terrible headache.] After finally finishing writing a big paragraph, after naming the main theme in the previous post, Time has completely lost the idea of ​​coding, as if it has come to an end and does not want to start the next painful journey (face covering) [Finally, I stupidly thought that the previous one summarized the meaning of each energy plot, named the underlying theme, and then summarized it. The sentence from So Far Immortal in the previous volume should have shocked the readers, but the response to this chapter was mediocre (covering my face, laughing and crying). I thought I had written a pretty awesome one, but I was so miserable after being exposed to reality. I have been feeling very depressed the past few days. Alas, it seems that I am still far away... [What should I write in the next plot (shouting and screaming)]

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