The Era of Emerald

Farewell to Dr. Nelson, who will continue to work on the front line. Zhuang Mingge, who had finished his day's work, took the express train with Karin to Milan in northern Italy. Last night, Zhuang Mingge received a call, inviting him to the Hollywood nightclub in Milan. Go to a party in a small group.

Milan is a modern city, but this is her most fascinating place.European travelers taste and appreciate the charm of this fashion capital with great enthusiasm.

Arriving in front of the gate of the legendary Hollywood nightclub, the taxi driver obviously often brings passengers to this nightclub, and parks the vehicle carrying two people with ease. Zhuang Mingge, who just had a full meal on the train, will not take it for granted I think that Karin, who is as cold as ice in front of most people, will frequent nightclubs like her "predecessor" as a routine.

Obviously, Karin's familiarity with this place is more thanks to Zhuang Mingge. To be precise, it is because his "predecessor" has come here many times to participate in such gatherings, which inevitably affects Karin who is often by her side. .

Zhuang Mingge, who was originally "busy with official duties and limited time", has little interest in this kind of life that is relatively unfamiliar to him, but he knows without thinking that it will consume a lot of time and energy.However, after Zhuang Mingge learned about the special nature of this "gathering" from Karin, who recorded most of his daily schedule, he decided to join this so-called "Italian First Party" after a little thought. In the activities of "n gatherings".

Because Zhuang Mingge himself has never been to a place like a nightclub, it goes without saying that he is looking forward to the legendary Hollywood nightclub. More importantly, this so-called "Italian small party" was organized by the Berlusconi family. Berlusconi Jr. proposed, which gave Zhuang Mingge, who had already had a strong interest in Milan and the Berlusconi family, more reasons to see Italian nightlife.Moreover, judging from the information revealed by Karin's casual words, it seems that Zhuang Mingge himself has a considerable "status" in such a small group.

Out of the emptiness caused by ignorance of this kind of night life, Zhuang Mingge originally wanted to get a few younger brothers to support himself, but unfortunately, when he heard the names of the members who attended the party, Antonioni said, "I'm older." With the excuse of dragging Kenyon who didn't know the details, Hercule Poirot also excused himself with the excuse of "the club is busy". Only Karin, who was inseparable from her, stepped into the gate of the Hollywood nightclub.

Although when she asked the reason, Karin claimed that "I used to come here with you often", but in fact, Zhuang Minge learned from the memory of his "predecessor" that the reason why Karin came here was entirely for the sake of look at yourself.

Zhuang Mingge burst into tears at this: How tragic was his ex, that under the guard of this witch, he didn't even have a chance to steal anything.

"Hi, long time no see, Antonio, Karin." A young man with black hair and a neat suit stood at the door of the private room. Seeing the happy expressions of Zhuang Mingge and his wife, the young man greeted Zhuang Mingge and Karin first. , "You two are late, you need to punish yourself with three cups after you go in."

"It's easy to say..." Fortunately, under Karin's intentional or unintentional reminders, Zhuang Mingge quickly recognized that the person in front of him was probably the organizer of the party——Pierre Berlusconi.

"Shall I drink too?" Karin glanced at Pierre.

"Of course not!" Pierre felt uncomfortable under Karin's gaze, "Ladies can be forgiven for being late, but men must be fined for being late." He said and grabbed Zhuang Mingge who wanted to sneak in.

"Pierre, who is coming to this party?" Zhuang Mingge, who couldn't sneak away, could only try to divert Pierre's attention.

"You'll know if you go in and have a look yourself." Pierre opened the door of the private room and pushed Zhuang Mingge in, "Karin, come in quickly, we are all acquaintances."

"Yes, Pierre."

This is obviously discriminatory treatment!Pierre, you forgetful fellow!Zhuang Mingge shouted in grief and indignation in his heart.

"Haha, Antonio, we finally waited for you here. We thought you would forget about our brothers and sisters after you were promoted! No, you have to pay for all the expenses we have here tonight, otherwise it is really I'm sorry everyone has been looking forward to you for a long time!" The people in the room were obviously acquaintances of Zhuang Mingge's "predecessor", and when they saw Zhuang Mingge rushing into the room in a panic, they shouted excitedly.

While on the train, Zhuang Minge got a general idea of ​​the basic composition of this "***" by knocking around Karin, and now combined with his "memory" about these "playboys", he quickly learned from it. Identify Andrea Cranioti, youngest son of Lazio owner, Rosella Sensi, eldest daughter of Roma owner Franco Sensi, Alisa Ferrero, daughter of Michele Ferrero, Carlo Benetton Giovanni Benetton, the son of Umberto Agnelli, and Andrea Agnelli, the youngest son of Umberto Agnelli, and others.

Fuck me, the families represented by the people here basically cover every industry in Italy. If any terrorist comes here to get a vote now, he will definitely not have to worry about it for the rest of his life...

"Of course it's no problem. I'll cover everyone's bills today." Zhuang Mingge patted his chest pretending to be grand, and said boldly, with the expression of "a good brother shows loyalty".

Huh?Why is there no sound in the room, and everyone has a hellish expression?

"Antonio, you are in a very bad state today." Rosella Sensi took the lead in recovering from the "petrified" state, with a strange expression on her face, "In the past, you used all your pocket money to gamble, often with nothing at all. Gui, in the last few days of every month, I can’t wait to split every penny in half, why did I change my gender today? Could it be that my pockets are richer after being promoted?”

"That's right, we don't know what kind of virtue your kid is."

"Tell us quickly, where did you make so many dollars recently."

"Ahaha... It was the game between France and Bulgaria last month. I got lucky and won the bet. I made a small profit." Zhuang Mingge decided to play dumb and only explained the source of the funds, and he was determined not to tell them the specific amount.

"It was that game. The odds of Bulgaria winning were 1-5. You really made a lot of money. No wonder you changed your tone today." Rosella sighed, "I bet 20 on France to win that game. I didn't expect France to be so disappointing..."

"That's right, everyone besides Antonio, who else bet on Bulgaria to win?" Little Craniotti said depressedly while holding a glass of red wine, "I bet 50 on France to win. All of a sudden, I lost all my money."

"So do we." Except for the youngest little Ferrero, everyone in the room raised their hands to signal that they had also bet on that game. Seeing their expressions, Zhuang Mingge seemed to have lost the "pocket money" he had saved this month. clean.

"Brother Antonio, I heard that you have made a lot of moves in Florence recently. You are building a training base and a physical therapy center. It must be very expensive?" Alisa, who is only 16 years old, still dressed up to attend the party ·Ferrero leaned close to Zhuang Mingge, blinked his big beautiful eyes, "Do you have any idea to make money, tell us and let us participate."

"Of course there is." Zhuang Mingge stretched out his hand and rubbed Alisa's little head, um, it felt good, "I plan to find you to set up a brokerage company together."