Simon and Lee Fuzhen got off the boat and came to a charity party at the Carlton Hotel, less than one kilometer away from the pier, and immediately found out that they were fooled.

It is well known that charity parties are routinely organized by certain brands, especially the events at such film festivals.

The theme of this party at the Carlton Hotel is a French NGO raising funds to solve the problem of malaria in Africa. Secondly, for Simon, the problem is that the event is sponsored by Dior, who is also affiliated with Melisandre's main competitor, LVMH.

Because Cannes only spans one weekend this time, Sofia also mentioned before that Melisandra also had brand events this weekend. Simon did not plan to participate, so he didn't ask much. Now, as the big boss behind Melisandra, Simon did not attend his own brand events, but instead came to participate in a charity party sponsored by Dior. What is this?

A foe!

After greeting Bernard Arnold, the head of LVMH with a suspicious expression but warm expression, Simon glanced at Miss Li, who succeeded in the prank and became obviously guilty, and left an expression to settle the score later, and walked to the party crowd with Arnold.

In the hall, hundreds of guests were puzzled when they saw Simon's appearance.

What's going on?

Simon Westeros is coming to ruin the situation, or is Melisandra planning to acquire LVMH? Seeing Simon and Arnold look very similar, the situation is obviously different. Then, it is more likely that it is the latter.

the latter……

Think about it, if Melisandr takes over Vancouver again, it is not impossible. After all, although the two companies are the main competitors in the industry, their size is five times different, not to mention that Melisandr is still leaning against the larger Westeros system. However, if such an acquisition is completed, the global fashion circle will probably have no force to slightly balance Melisandr. It will be a super dominant player that is even more terrifying than Daenerys Entertainment in Hollywood.

Simon didn't expect this at first, and when he chatted with Richard Branson, the founder of Virgin Group who came from the UK to join in the fun, he realized that he heard the other party's tentative questions.

Looking back at Bernard Arnault's eyes just now, it's a very interesting misunderstanding.

Maybe you can really get a price later.

It’s a joke that you can’t make a deal, not to mention that if this matter is spread, the stock price of LVMH will definitely rise in the future, and it’s considered doing good things by itself.

In this case, Simon neither affirmed nor denied the inquiring eyes that Richard Branson was still looking forward to.

Seeing this, Richard Branson looked 'I understand' and didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he showed some teasing and enviousness, and signaled in one direction: "Simon, are you going to say hello to the princess? As a British man... well, in short, I have to say, you should give the princess more time, she is a good woman."

Where do you follow this?

Simon thought, and looked at Branson's guidance. Princess Diana was chatting with several people in a black dress. I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but the crowds in the hall were crowded, but it happened to separate a clearly visible line between the two.

Perhaps she also paid attention to this place quietly and felt Simon's gaze. A woman was like a frightened deer, and her speech rhythm was obvious, as if she was hesitating whether to turn around and walk away. However, according to her temperament, she might feel why she wanted to escape, so she pretended to be calm and continued to chat with people, as if she completely ignored the appearance of this place.

Withdrew her gaze, Simon shook her head and smiled at Branson, "She may not want to talk to me, so let it go."

Simon just did the arrangements of a woman casually and didn't think about it. Although, from Branson's reaction, it can be seen that it is easier for Britain to accept that Princess Diana can get together with him, the super tycoon, than to find a group of groom doctors and other lovers, but Simon really has no intention of dealing with a willful little woman.

After saying that, Branson ignored what he wanted to say, Simon patted Li Fuzhen's slender waist beside him: "Don't have dinner, let's go eat something?"

Li Fuzhen began to regret since she brought the man into the party hall, worried that her prank was a bit too much. Therefore, Richard Branson told the man around her about Princess Diana in front of her, but she was just as obedient as the young wife, and she did not dare to express anything. Seeing that Simon not only did not go over, but also remembered whether she had eaten, she immediately became more obedient. She nodded slightly to Branson and walked to the long table full of buffets with the man.

During the food selection period, there were inevitably some social events.

Miss Li also heard a tall model who had not been able to remember her name for a while but was familiar with her face almost came to the man with tears in her eyes, sobbing and whispering to the man that the child must be his, and then he was scolded by the man and sent him away.

I was curious and didn't dare to ask.

only……

Child, his, well, the information is so large.

After picking up the food, I just took a seat with the dining plate, and another young girl in fashionable clothes followed me with the dining plate.

Li Fuzhen just looked at him and keenly guessed the other party's identity, because this girl looked so much like the head of LVMH that she had seen before.

Sure enough, the girl was confirmed when she spoke: "Mr. Westeros, I am Delfina Arno, can I sit down?"

Simon nodded: "Please."

Delfina put down her dining plate, sat down at the round table, and looked at Miss Li: "Who is this?"

Lee Fujin took the initiative to reach out and said, "Hello, you can call me Lee, I'm from South Korea."

"Oh, Korea, I know," Delfina shook hands with Miss Lee and said politely: "That's a good place."

Understanding that the other party was complimenting, Miss Li did not continue. She quietly picked up the tableware and pricked up her ears to wait for the two of them to speak.

Delfina then picked up the tableware and ate, thinking about how to speak. Simon had already said, "Tell your father a message, $30 billion, how about it?"

Miss LVHM who was almost choked quickly turned her head, took a few quick breaths before she recovered, sat down again, and looked at the man opposite: "Mr. Westeros, I didn't expect you to be so direct."

Simon smiled and said, "Life is very short. Only when we are more direct can we do more things and experience more beauty."

Delfina nodded subconsciously, but soon felt that it seemed to be something wrong with this.

Um.

Why is it like a playboy teasing a girl?

I glanced at Miss Li next to the man and thought about the other party's well-known romantic affairs. Perhaps I didn't misunderstand it.

However, although he was full of curiosity about this super tycoon, Delfina didn't think she would fall for a few sweet words from the other party. She pretended not to understand and took the red wine at her hand and sipped it. Then she shook her head and said, "Actually, it was my father who asked me to come over... Haha, it's obvious, but I can only say regrets about Mr. Westeros' offer, we have no intention of selling the company."

Simon spoke directly but was not impatient, and nodded and said, "It doesn't matter, I can talk about it later."

The man had a gentle tone and sincere attitude. Delphiya instinctively felt that it would be inconvenient to refuse directly, so she nodded: "Then you can talk to my dad, and I will tell him."

As he was speaking, a round-faced white man walked quickly towards this side, looking in his thirties, wearing frameless glasses, and gentle, but his face looked obviously unkind.

The round-faced man was about to approach Simon and others. He noticed that two tall men in black in the crowd quickly approached, staring at him with sharp eyes, and couldn't help but slow down. However, he still came closer and looked at the world-famous super tycoon and raised his voice slightly, "Mr. Westeros, I am Peter Anneck, a reporter from the Humanitarian News. Can you ask you a few questions?"

Simon glanced at the other party and shook his head: "No."

As for the questions and answers here, coupled with the movements of Simon's bodyguard, they immediately attracted the attention of many people.

Peter Anneck struggled to get rid of the black-clad bodyguard who wanted to pull him away, and raised his voice again: "Mr. Westeros, you have a leisurely meal here, but there are many people in Angola who are killed and injured because of the war you started. Do you feel guilty at all?"

This time, almost a shouting statement, more people turned to this place, and even Delfina, who was at the deskmate, looked over with interest, wondering how the young legendary tycoon would deal with it.

Only Bernard Arnault, who hurried over here from another part of the hall, almost jumped. No matter why Simon Westeros came, he could not refuse to blame for being provoked here, let alone if the other party mistakenly believed that it was his instructions, the result might be worse.

Simon Westeroke has never been a good person.
Chapter completed!