Chapter 551 It's mine
Cheng Ling was really hungry.
After she left Saya, she rushed to the United States without stopping.
At the airport customs office, she carried a lot of valuable jewelry in her luggage, and was interrogated upon entry.
After being detained for three hours, the customs determined that there was no problem and she was released.
These three hours were reserved for her to eat, put on makeup, change clothes, and rush on her way.
Now that precious time has been wasted, she can only give up eating and put on makeup seriously.
This level of banquet cannot be improvised. The makeup must be exquisite and the clothing must be well matched.
Cheng Ling chewed an energy bar, endured hunger, and drove off to the White Club in a luxury car with the invitation.
When she arrived at the club, a dedicated employee led her to the designated area.
She was immediately attracted by the delicious food on the shelf next to her——
Every employee at White Club is world-class—including, of course, the chefs.
Every chef's resume is sparkling and each has its own unique skills.
Therefore, every dish presented at the banquet can be regarded as a masterpiece. It's okay to take it out to a Michelin three-star restaurant.
It's a pity that no one who came to the banquet paid attention to food.
Except Cheng Ling.
She took a dinner plate and browsed the food area while choosing her favorite food.
Later, while enjoying the food, she listened to the celebrities and ladies around her, eagerly discussing the protagonist of the banquet - "Fang Wenjian", his origin, his age, and his appearance.
"It is said that today's protagonist, Mr. Fang, is the only son of the Fang family, a famous antique family in the industry." Then, the speaker lowered his voice, "His biological mother was not from a particularly good background and was not recognized by the family, so Mr. Fang grew up Keep it outside.”
"This kind of thing is not new at all." A bright-looking woman waved her hand, and then said with a longing look on her face, "I heard that this Mr. Fang is very, very handsome -"
"Hey! Does appearance matter? Do you know how much he is worth?"
"How many?"
"According to incomplete statistics, the fixed assets, stocks, securities, and cultural relics he holds have a market value of more than 30 billion US dollars... There are also many unknown invisible assets..."
Cheng Ling held her fork and ate the food, admiring their expressions.
The faces of the men and women showed unabashed expressions of fanatical greed.
The group discussed Jiang Qilan's identity over and over for a while, but the information they had was too little, so they began to discuss the characters who appeared at the banquet.
Soon, they noticed Cheng Ling who had been eating.
"Where did this poor guy come from? Have you never seen anything to eat?"
"I started eating as soon as I arrived. I've already eaten three plates..."
"I seem to recognize her... She is a young star in China who has become popular recently. What is her name? Did she use some tricks to get into the party?"
"She must have sneaked in to eat - how could Mr. Fang take notice of someone of her level?"
"Nine times out of ten, they were recruited to make up the numbers."
"Look at her nose, it must have been plastic surgery..."
"Not only her nose, but also her chin, eyes, breasts - they were all done. I can tell at a glance."
These ladies all spoke Spanish, thinking that Cheng Ling couldn't understand, so they were so unscrupulous.
Cheng Ling was too lazy to argue with the little characters and continued to enjoy the food.
She had to eat enough to have the energy to deal with everything.
When your stomach is empty, your brain will slow down.
——And she had to find something to do to dilute her excitement.
She was about to see Brother Lan.
What changes have happened to Brother Lan?
Lost weight or gained weight?
Has your hair gotten longer?
Have you ever missed yourself...
At this time, she noticed a familiar figure appearing on the stairs.
Three-dimensional facial features, deep black eyes, slightly pursed thin lips, and wearing a slim-fitting tuxedo fully demonstrated his superior figure.
It’s Brother Lan——
His hair has grown longer, and his expression is haughty and cold.
Cheng Ling looked at him in the crowd.
People looked at Jiang Qilan on the stairs——
Those around Cheng Ling first gasped in unison, and then praised him crazily.
"Ahhhhhh-oh my God! So handsome! Even more handsome than Keanu Reeves-"
"So charming! I really prefer men with dark eyes!"
"I thought he was fat or weak - but he was in perfect shape!"
"The princes in all the fairy tales I have read have concrete images——"
Cheng Ling silently agreed in her heart, and these people finally said a few words.
Jiang Qilan didn't notice him.
——This kind of Jiang Qilan has a cold feeling that repels people thousands of miles away.
It looks more handsome this way.
Cheng Ling couldn't help but laugh twice, hey, the food on the plate seems to be more delicious——
Her laughter disturbed several ladies around her.
They rolled their eyes, looked at Cheng Ling with contempt, slightly covered their mouths with their hands, and laughed at Cheng Ling in a low voice.
Cheng Lingxin said: Laugh, you ignorant people, this man who is beyond your reach is mine.
"When-" Barty knocked on the cup.
Several celebrities gave up criticizing Cheng Ling and listened carefully to Batty's speech.
In fact, Cheng Ling was not at all calm inside - her chest was filled with the nervousness of being close to home.
She couldn't even control the urge to fix her hair, and from time to time she would use the reflective part of the back of the spoon to check her appearance - her eyes were sparkling, her makeup was decent and delicate, without any flaws.
Just then, she heard the people around her gasping at the same time -
She looked up.
Jiang Qilan was walking towards this side with a reluctant look on his face.