Before the official opening time was reached, the consul of the Embassy of the Corrupt Kingdom in Yanjing walked to the sign-in stage surrounded by several senior executives from Swire Group.

As a veteran consortium of the corrupt country, Swire Group has a deep influence on the corrupt government and has long focused its business on the Asia-Pacific region. The rapidly developing Chinese market is a top priority. Yushe, as the group's own son, has always been the royal hotel used by corrupt officials when visiting China.

As the first Chinese restaurant under the hotel, Swire Corporation naturally attaches great importance to it, and the Embassy of the Fuguo Kingdom also gave him enough face.

However, except for a foreign media reporter pressing the shutter frantically, several other new media present at the scene did not show much interest, but just took a few photos.

Just as Smith is not sensitive to the recognition of Eastern Holes, in the eyes of Chinese people, foreigners look similar. If you have time to take pictures of these big noses, it is better to wait for Chu Yuxuan to appear.

What the media wants is to get everyone's attention. In comparison, Chu Yuxuan, who has been popular recently, must have attracted everyone's attention.

However, when Kong Yuzhu, wearing a red evening dress, arrived, the door of Jingyatang was instantly reflected by uninterrupted flashes as if it was daytime.

Unfortunately, Kong Yuzhu did not walk towards the sign-in wall, but walked straight into the door with elegant and calm steps.

The reporters who took the photos frantically all looked disappointed on their faces. They knew that the photo should be difficult to send, so they could only wait until they went back and handed it over to the editor-in-chief to decide.

This is also a hidden rule. As long as the guests who don’t go to the sign-in wall to sign in, it means they don’t want to be exposed.

Moreover, most of these people are real wealthy families. This is not Hong Kong. There are no unscrupulous tabloids who dare to blatantly publish their photos. People spend a sky-high price to raise a lawyer team is not vegetarian.

The glasses girl has long been used to these and doesn't care about these reporters at all. Unless one day she decides to reveal her identity on the Internet, no one can search for her personal information on the Internet.

However, the disappointment of these reporters did not last long, because Kong Yuzhu had just entered Jingyatang, and Kong Yuntian appeared in their field of vision and walked straight to the sign-in table.

Liu Nana, who had been waiting at the door, took a deep breath and quickly met her.

...

On the other side, Kong Yuzhu, who had just entered the door, gave Ye Cheng a white look and shook his hand quietly.

"Boss Ye, please respect yourself."

Ye Cheng grabbed her hand again without hesitation, confirmed Bai Qingxue's position with his light, found a suitable angle, and leaned into her ear and said:

"I can't blame me for this. Who makes me feel indifferent as soon as I see you?"

"Robber..."

Kong Yuzhu's face turned red, she muttered helplessly, but held Ye Cheng's hand tightly. Obviously, this kind of small intimacy in public made her feel very exciting.

Haha, what a wealthy daughter, she is just a girl who speaks of right and wrong in front of Ye Scrambler.

"cough!"

Kong Yuntian, who had just finished taking the photo, was dealing with the polite greetings between Liu Nana and Smith at the door, but his attention was always on his daughter. Seeing Ye Cheng getting closer and closer, he deliberately cleared his throat.

"Uncle Kong, you are here, huh? Where is my aunt?"

Ye Cheng quietly scratched the palm of the glasses's palm and walked over with a smile. Although he had never seen the mother of the glasses's mother, the sound of the aunt was even more kissing than her dear aunt.

"We are making soup at home. We will be back later."

Old Kong also had no choice but to treat Ye Cheng. This kid was shameless at all, so although he was so angry, he still tried hard to squeeze out a "nuclear good" smile, leaving him with enough face.

"Then please don't bother Uncle Kong. I'll go change my clothes now. Let's fight quickly and don't delay your family dinner."

Since Kong Yuntian, the host and guest, have already arrived, it means that the opening ceremony can begin. Ye Cheng doesn't want to waste time anymore. If it delays too long, if Chen Sisi comes back, he will take off his fun.

...

Ye Cheng returned to the room and changed into a pure black suit, and the white shirt he wore was also replaced with a wing collar, which was convenient for matching with a more formal bow tie.

The hair that he was too lazy to carry over was scattered casually on both sides of his forehead, adding a sense of freedom to his old-fashioned outfit.

"Tsk, you don't have to be so perfect."

Ye Cheng watched the mirror narcissistically for a long time before he went to the next door and knocked on the door of the old couple.

After Empress Dowager Lin opened the door, she wanted to scold him for a few more words, but looking at her son's handsome appearance, the anger in her heart disappeared without a trace, and she asked with a doting look: "Is it going to start?"

"Well, will you and my dad go down with me?"

"You go down first, I have to clean up a little, I can't embarrass my son, right? ~"

Lin Qing waved his hand and drove Ye Cheng away. As soon as he brought him to the door, he heard Ye Chunhui's sour voice:

"Didn't you still have to educate him? Why did you let him go so happily?"

"My own son, I will teach you whenever I want. I will use you to say it? If you look so beautiful with my son, I will beat myself up when you quarrel with you!"

Old Yetun looked at Empress Dowager Lin innocently with a look of disgust, and muttered in his heart:

"Isn't that right?..."

...

When Ye Cheng walked around from the main entrance to Jingyatang, Chu Yuxuan was posing in front of the sign-in wall very professionally, and the reporters around him all occupied the appropriate angle and pressed the shutter frantically.

"Ye...Mr. Ye?"

Waiting on the side, Xiao Song greeted Ye Cheng with a little dodging eyes.

"Did you eat the meat? If you haven't eaten it, wait for me later. I'll go to the kitchen to get you a piece."

Seeing that Ye Cheng was still thinking about meat, Xiao Song shook his head shyly, but his restraint also relaxed a lot.

"Qingsam is very suitable for you, go and take photos quickly. Don't be nervous, I don't eat people,"

Ye Cheng pointed to the free sign-in wall and comforted him.

"Yeah, thank you."

Xiao Song didn't feel pretentious anymore, and said thank you cheerfully, then walked over slowly. His swaying waist firmly sucked Ye Cheng's eyes.

The group of reporters in the audience are also fellows. If they were not blocked by the quarantine belt, the camera would probably hit Xiao Song's waist.

After Xiao Song walked into Jingyatang, Ye Cheng adjusted his cuffs and strode towards the sign-in table.

The flash that had been flashing stopped strangely for two seconds, and then the shutter clicked like a machine gun that was firing.
Chapter completed!