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Chapter 1132: Banquet in the Kremlin (please collect, recommend, and vote monthly)

 A dinner dance held in the Kremlin, this...

What a coincidence, I was given a pillow just as I was dozing off.

"How are you going to come out in the middle? This is in the Kremlin." Xu Chuan asked. Alex was going to seek revenge on her enemies today. Of course, she only used this dinner as a cover.

The little girl laughed, "Master, are you worried about me?"

Worry? Actually, it's out of the question.

As long as Sergei Smike dies, the only suspect is Alex, and everyone will assume that it was her who did it.

This actually has nothing to do with whether she was at the dinner or not, or whether she had an alibi.

The main thing is, don't let anyone take advantage of you.

Leaving the dinner party in the middle was a bit too conspicuous and could easily be noticed by interested people.

And Alex seems to have a plan in mind.

Well, Xu Chuan doesn't want to interfere too much with the other party, and some things must be clearly distinguished.

"Honey…"

Sheila, who had just changed into a dress, came out of the house and immediately fell silent when she saw Alex present.

Obviously she remembered the shameful things last night, and involuntarily shrank behind Xu Chuan.

Alex smiled at her, the woman seemed less annoying now.

Sheila wore a tight black dress with a fur coat, which was quite suitable for the climate in Moscow.

Alex, on the other hand, was dressed in white as yesterday.

These two people were dressed in black and white, which made Xu Chuan speechless.

"By the way, did you send someone to do what I said?"

Xu Chuan was asking about sending people to London to keep an eye on Frank Moses.

Alex looked away from Sheila, "I sent people there overnight last night, but now there is insufficient information, so I feel it is difficult to make any progress."

Xu Chuan nodded. This is not a big problem. He believes in the destructive power of Frank Moses and Alex's people, as long as they are not stupid, they will definitely gain something.

…

At six o'clock in the evening, a Rolls-Royce Phantom drove into the Kremlin from the Spassky Tower. The palace was already very busy.

The car stopped at the gate of the Grand Kremlin. Curtis, who was acting as a bodyguard, got out of the passenger seat and opened the door of the back seat.

Of course, the first person to come down was Xu Chuan, who was dressed in formal attire, followed by two women, Sheila and Alex.

The flashbulbs of various media outlets immediately began to flash crazily at them.

Xu Chuan ignored these people, adjusted his shirt, and then walked into this center of power, one of the five permanent members, with two women on his arms.

He can already imagine what kind of label tomorrow's news will put on him. A popular singer all over the world, an heir to a 100 billion group, will he be a romantic or a bohemian?

It doesn't matter, as long as you are a human being, you will always have some little quirks, which is in line with the public's imagination.

However, this is not the official residence of the president. The Grand Kremlin is the royal palace where the tsars of all dynasties lived. It is rectangular in shape with an area of ​​about 25,000 square meters and a courtyard inside.

The banquet was held in the St. George's Hall on the second floor, a majestic white palace with Russian war murals painted on the surrounding walls and six huge bronze chandeliers hung on the oval dome.

Someone played music when I walked in. Well, these old guys chose Wewillrockyou.

The muscles on Xu Chuan's face twitched, QNNND Fuckyou.

A lot of people have gathered in the hall. This banquet invites representatives from various countries and some important figures in Russian political and business circles.

St. George's Hall has been decorated and filled with the spirit of Christmas.

The service staff are all wearing a traditional Russian costume called Rubaha, which is quite unique.

Although Maozi claimed that it was just an ordinary banquet, the standard seemed to be based on a state banquet. Don’t think that there is anything grand about state banquets. In fact, as we enter the 21st century, countries have almost reached a consensus on state banquets, paying more attention to solemn etiquette and simple dishes.

Like the American state banquet, there are only four main courses, and some people really can't get enough.

Maozi's state banquet has also abandoned the luxury and sophistication of Sulian's time, and used all classic Russian dishes, and of course the indispensable caviar.

It's not the standard for a state banquet, and of course it's not that formal.

At seven o'clock sharp, Maozi's boss appeared at the gate of the palace.

Everyone stood up and applauded warmly.

Xu Chuan looked at the head of state, one of the Five Permanent Members, and said, "Tsk, he's not the Great Emperor, that's boring."

This man's name is Ivan Alexander Novikov. He is about fifty years old, tall and strong, a typical Slav.

His two falcon-like eyes were shining brightly, and he looked like a man who was full of energy and extremely thirsty for power.

As the owner here, Ivan of course gave a passionate speech.

But Xu Chuan's attention was not on this person. He was appraising his current position and thinking about whether he could get out.

But it seems a bit difficult. There are guards at the entrance and exit, so people will definitely notice when entering or exiting.

Ivan's speech was very brief, and at the end he basically just wished everyone a Merry Christmas and good food and drink.

Of course, the scene still burst into warm applause.

How should I put it, this is a bit like the dinner party hosted by the impostor Bai Goose before. Well, the comparison seems inappropriate, after all, the guy died that night.

While talking to an official, Alex turned back to look at Xu Chuan, her eyes seeming to be thinking of what happened at that time.

Her memory was very profound, after all, it was the first time she showed her fetishes unreservedly in front of the other person.

Xu Chuan is not idle either. This upstart in technology is of course also the focus of everyone's attention.

"Yes, UC Technology attaches great importance to basic scientific research, which is why I plan to cooperate with Moscow State University in the laboratory."

"I think there will be great potential in artificial intelligence, biotechnology and new energy in the future."

"Virtual currency? Those people are scammers."

Pretending is still necessary.

At this time, Sheila only needs to do the job that a female companion should do, smile.

Although she didn't understand what these people were saying, she only needed to play the role of a vase at this time.

Don't think that vase is a derogatory term. It is not so easy to be a vase in this situation.

Xu Chuan kept holding Xue La's waist with his left hand. Whenever someone came over, he would seriously introduce her to them. This move made Xue La really touched.

Moreover, Xila has gained a lot. Daxi from three or four countries have already taken the initiative to invite her to hold concerts in that country.

It was not a formal state banquet, so everyone was having fun more freely.

Of course, people from China also came over to chat with him, but Xu Chuan didn't know this guy, so he only said a few perfunctory words.

As for the Russian customs officers present, they seemed to be discussing the issue of smearing with tourists from several countries in a vague way.

Perhaps Da Mao intended to take advantage of this occasion to explore the opinions of various countries.

But he didn't let him think too much about this issue. A woman wearing a uniform with the rank of major general on her shoulders walked up to Alex, and the two of them whispered something.

Xu Chuan glanced at the Russian general speechlessly. How should I put it? The fat Catherine Zeta-Jones is really a tough guy.

(End of chapter)