A Red Dead Redemption Story

Chapter 260 New Year's Eve Dinner
"Ah, Mr. Bronte, nice to meet you." Lemieux greeted warmly.

Bronte still didn't know what happened last night, but he attended the grand New Year's Eve party as planned.

Facing Lemieux who greeted him at the door, he said equally enthusiastically:
"Mr. Mayor, thank you for your hard work. There have been too many troubles in Saint Denis recently."

After Lemieux heard Bronte's words, the smile on his face was somewhat unbearable.

Although Lemieux has stated in public speeches many times, Bronte has long been a supporter of local police and law enforcement agencies, praising his contributions to local school fundraisers and his work to help the vulnerable and There is a lot of support for seniors’ careers.

But is it possible that this damn Italian really doesn’t know that the recent trouble in Saint-Denis was caused by him? !

Fortunately, Lemieux's self-cultivation was still high enough. He nodded with a false smile and said:

"Only to serve the citizens, Mr. Bronte, if you please, I have other people to receive."

Bronte glanced at Lemieux, who was still well-behaved, and then entered the venue with his bodyguards.

The venue was already very lively at this time. This was indeed called the most luxurious and extravagant banquet of the year. In addition to people like Bronte, more people from the upper class and politicians were invited to the venue. .

Lemieux continued to personally greet those important guests at the door.

Although there has been some unrest in Saint-Denis these days, it only targets ordinary citizens and the poor.

For these wealthy upper classes, it actually has no big impact at all.

The orders for evening gowns and fine formal wear that the clothing store needs to make in the past few days may exceed the normal volume in half a year. The fine champagne used at the banquet also arrived by water two days ago. Today The unlimited champagne served at the banquet was so large that Mayor Lemieux could fill his swimming pool with champagne.

Therefore, for those who were hung on the street lamps, the turmoil in the city would never affect the lives of wealthy people like them.

In addition to these important guests, this highly anticipated annual event also attracted many young or wealthy women, who walked around the banquet wearing 'eye-catching' dresses, adding beautiful scenery to the scene. In addition, many men who participated in the banquet were given a chance to spend a good night.

One after another, the number of guests entering the venue began to decrease. When Lemieux reconfirmed the sign-in list and was about to leave, a carriage slowly approaching in the distance stopped him from leaving.

When he saw Arthur coming down from the top wearing a black suit, and even the shirt underneath was black, the expression on our Mayor Lemieux's face was surprised for a moment, although he quickly regained his composure. He adjusted and put on a false smile, but he couldn't help but take a closer look at the dazzling white flowers on Arthur's chest before he said:
"Ah, Mr. Morgan, welcome, I didn't expect you would still be free to attend my party..."

Arthur just glanced at Lemieux, and his cold eyes made Lemieux stop what he had not finished speaking.

For Arthur, it was less like attending a banquet and more like attending a funeral.

Although Lemieux was unhappy, considering the impact and the fact that they did have an invitation letter from him, he couldn't say anything to drive them away.

In the end, Lemieux had no choice but to ignore Arthur.

After watching Arthur walk straight into the banquet, Lemieux ordered Jean-Marc on the side:

"You keep staring at him for a while. I don't know why, but I always have a bad feeling in my heart."

After speaking, Lemieux no longer stayed at the door, but turned back inside to talk to the guests.

In the dinner venue, champagne was flowing and a string quartet was serenading the guests.

Arthur did not stay outside for long, not only because his appearance immediately attracted the attention of many men and women, but also he did not see the person he came to see this time in the garden.

So Arthur continued walking towards the mansion.

Outside, a black-haired girl who came to the banquet with her father asked curiously:

"Father, was that person just now Arthur Morgan?"

"Well, Linda, this shouldn't be your concern. I think your fiancé has been there to see you for a long time?" "..." The girl curled her lips and did not answer.

……

The terrace on the second floor of the mansion, the industrialist Archibald Jameson, the war hero Major Hobart Crawley, the banker Gilbert Knightley, and the owner of the Saint Denis Times, Hector Faye Ross, railroad tycoon Henrique Cornish, and Angelo Bronte, whose main business is still controversial, are all gathered here.

"Fellows, the insurance compensation for the burning of your newspaper will be paid in a few days." Banker Gilbert Knightley said while smoking a cigar.

Fellows smiled, raised his glass in greeting, and said happily:

"Then I'll wait."

Mine owner Jameson interjected:

"Gilbert, you don't have to rush to approve it for him. Don't you know that the sales of Fellowes' "Journal of Saint-Denis" have skyrocketed recently, and the stock price has also risen a lot. He has already made a lot of money because of this matter. ”

Banker Knightley smiled and said:

"I'm not in a hurry to approve. The main reason is that Babylon Oil's stock momentum has been very good recently, and the bank has made a lot of money, so it's not bad..."

Cornish sat aside and did not join in the conversation, although he had bought a lot of shares in Babylon Oil.

However, what he was more concerned about this time was Arthur Morgan.

He had already inquired about the results of Arthur Morgan's investigation into membership inquiries.

It can only be said that if Cornwall really wants to use this to kill Arthur Morgan, then he will have to add more fuel to the fire. He looked at Bronte standing aside, if he didn't remember Wrong, this guy is a gang member?
Although he didn’t know why a low-class person like Bronte was here, he still spoke:

"Mr. Brontë, I wonder if you have ever dealt with that Arthur Morgan?"

Unexpectedly, someone like Cornwall would take the initiative to talk to her. Bronte smiled and said politely:

"Ah, if what I read in the newspaper is accurate, I don't think I have any chance of dealing with such a gangster."

Bronte's words made several people on the side laugh, and Fellowes even said:
"Mr. Bronte, you are really good at joking. Mr. Morgan is a cash cow, so how can you not deal with him."

Bronte held a cigar in his mouth, smiled casually at Fellowes, and then ignored his words.

Apparently Fellowes was a little carried away, actually suggesting that Bronte and Arthur were similar?
Brontë said to Cornwall:
"Does Mr. Cornwall think so too?"

Cornwall shook his head and said:

"Arthur Morgan is a problem. I heard that Mr. Bronte, you have also encountered some trouble recently, and I noticed that this trouble appeared in Saint-Denis with Arthur Morgan. Mr. Bronte, you Don’t you have any ideas?”

"..."

Bronte didn't know why. After hearing Cornwall's reminder, he thought of the St. Denis Hotel and the conflict outside Chinatown...

And seeing Bronte's silent look, Cornwall couldn't tell. Sure enough, the recent commotion in the city must be related to Arthur Morgan.

"Tap, step,..."

"It seems that we have another friend coming up. Who is this who hasn't arrived yet?"

Listening to the footsteps coming from the stairs, everyone unconsciously cast their eyes over.

(End of this chapter)