The Dragon from Hell

The people outside had already set off, but Minghui continued to sit in the room and look at herself in the mirror: "Ruyue, do my earrings and necklace not match well?"

Ruyue was very flattering: "What are you talking about, Director? These earrings are one of the hottest items at Poly Auction this year. If it weren't for your status, ordinary people would never get them!"

"And with your looks and temperament, you will look stunning no matter what kind of jewelry you wear!"

Minghui glanced at her and said, but there was still a smile in the corner of her eyes: "Okay, stop bluffing me. However, today's occasion is indeed very grand. Not only will people from the Nanyang Church come, but their senior officials will also accompany them. This is a good opportunity for me to shine. I can't take it lightly."

The Secret Chamber has always acted behind the scenes and rarely showed up.

Even when she attended the conference before, as a member of the secretariat, she was just a small figure on the edge and had no chance to show off.

But this time, the task given to her by her superiors would allow her to show off in front of others, so she certainly would not miss this opportunity.

Thinking that she would walk in front later, and Qin Feng would follow her closely with a group of people from Panlong Hall, she felt very comfortable, and she did not dislike Qin Feng so much.

She even hoped that Qin Feng would make the lineup of Panlong Hall more grand, otherwise she would not be able to show her superiority.

Thinking of this, she became a little impatient, and asked the subordinate who had gone down to inquire about the situation before: "Go and see how they are preparing, why don't you leave?"

It was six o'clock now, and the meeting of the exchange meeting would start at seven o'clock. She didn't want to be late.

Although it was not bad to be the last one, it would leave a bad impression on people after all.

The subordinate hurriedly said that he would go and see, and soon ran back in a hurry.

"Oh no, Director, they've already left!"

Hearing this, Minghui suddenly stood up from the sofa, her pretty face changed: "Leaving?"

Her voice was sharp, and suddenly rose several octaves: "How dare he!"

The invitation letter was still in her hand. Qin Feng was going there with people but without an invitation letter. Isn't this a joke?

Originally, she had vowed that Qin Feng would definitely come to bow to her, but now she was panicked.

If Qin Feng went there without her, then where would the beautiful scene she had imagined be realized?

Ru Yue also screamed angrily: "How dare he, how dare he! Without our Director Ming, what qualifications does he have to go to such an occasion? Don't forget that their Panlong Hall is now a ruin!"

But no matter how angry and how they questioned, the fact was that Qin Feng really left, and he never thought of her, the so-called deputy director of the secretariat, from beginning to end.

It was not until they were almost at the venue that Han Qiusheng, who was accompanying them, asked, "Lord Dragon, do we really not need to bring the secretary from the Secret Pavilion?"

Qin Feng hummed calmly, "Since she was ordered to assist me, she should do what a secretary should do. It is her own fault if she fails to do her job."

"But doesn't she have an invitation to the exchange meeting?" Han Qiusheng asked in confusion.

"It doesn't matter. That's her own invitation. It has nothing to do with me."

The Secret Pavilion had already sent his copy directly to him, but it was an electronic version. Qin Feng just needed to show up.

In other words, Qin Feng's face was his invitation.

The venue for the exchange meeting was not a temporary one. A month ago, the Wu League rented the largest gymnasium in Longdu to build the venue for this exchange meeting.

Although it was not as grand as the martial arts conference held by the Wu League itself, it was definitely not of low quality.

This gymnasium was located near the suburbs because it occupied a large area, but this did not hinder its value.

There is a five-star hotel and a three-star hotel nearby, all of which were booked by the Wumeng for this reception.

The five-star hotel is of course occupied by the heavyweights of the Nanyang Church and the Wumeng's own people, while the ordinary subordinates live in the three-star hotel.

The nearby streets have been basically cleared out, and no insignificant people will come to disturb.

The red carpet is laid out from one street away, and cars can go directly to the entrance of the gymnasium along the red carpet.

Except for the ring, the inside of the gymnasium has been temporarily transformed into a club box.

There are also two large venues that have been transformed into banquet halls, which should be used specifically for tonight's cocktail party.

It is called an exchange meeting, but it cannot be fought right away, and toasts are inevitable.

Everything was arranged a month ago, but the people attending the Wumeng are not the same as those arranged at the beginning.

If you participateThose who have attended the martial arts conference and paid attention will find that, in addition to the other four major sects such as Xuanji Sect, the people of Tiexian Villa have been replaced from head to toe.

Luo Yuhuai no longer hides behind and personally brings the middle-aged man who attended Mrs. Ye's banquet before.

"Pingzhang, are the people from the church coming?"

Luo Yuhuai sat on the armchair, holding a cup of the best Junshan Yinzhen in his hand, and asked lightly.

Nie Pingzhang bowed respectfully: "Uncle Master, we are on the way and will arrive at the venue in ten minutes."

"Well, it's almost time for us to go and greet them. After all, we are the host this time, so we have to give them enough pomp and face."

"Yes." Nie Pingzhang responded expressionlessly, and then asked: "Uncle Master, people from Panlong Hall are also coming this time, and they will arrive in about fifteen minutes. What do you think... the Secret Pavilion asked people from Panlong Hall to come?"

"Hehe," Luo Yuhuai laughed indifferently: "What else can it be for? Of course, it's for the pride of Dragon Country's martial arts."

Nie Pingzhang only received the news from the Secret Pavilion yesterday. Mu Miye said in a very tough attitude that Panlong Hall should also participate in this martial arts exchange meeting, and did not give him a chance to refuse.

Although the Martial Alliance claims to be arrogant and far away from the world, in fact, they can't do it in this era.

Let alone this era, even in the ancient times when the order was more chaotic, if a martial arts sect like them wanted to say that they were independent, no matter how high their martial arts were, they could not resist the emperor's cavalry.

Moreover, in this era, the things in the hands of the emperor were more taboo than the cavalry.

So what if the martial arts were high? We are all mortal bodies. Can you block bullets and withstand missiles?

He had to listen to the words of the secret chamber, but he just couldn't figure it out: "I really don't understand, Qin Feng has clearly rejected Pavilion Master Mu, why..."

"Pingzhang, be careful with your words!"