Chapter 160 - You ask for it! (1) (1/2)

Translator: Lionwwang  Editor: Lionwwang

The banquet hall is undoubtedly luxurious, and every guest here has a very prominent background!

Papa 8 obviously has very wide connections. I follow him and shuttle in the banquet hall. I see men and women are gathering in small circles to chat in low voices.

Frankly speaking, I’m shocked in the first ten minutes. But ten minutes later, I’ve already calmed, or numbed? If you are standing with the top three family leaders of North America face to face, you will be nervous. But if in ten minutes, all you see are big names of such a high-class, there’re so many big men with great power in front of you, you would become as numb as I am.

Papa 8 warmly embraces a lovely fat man with a bright smile on the face. They have a pleasant conversation for quite a while and then introduces me. He gives me an identity: his nephew. I salute that fat man with my recent burst of English, but my English is still poor, after all, learning a language is not easy. But when the other speaks slowly and the sentences are not too complicated, I can basically understand.

This lovely white fat man, who looks harmless, is actually the representative of a famous Mafia family in the eastern US.

Then Papa 8 talks to an old Italian who belongs to a famous Sicilian family. They just talk casually about the weather or life and so on. Finally, Papa 8 takes a polite care of their investment in entertainment industry recently. We get the answer that they have involve invested in the latest hit movie with good box office.

After a few words of conversation, we walk away. Papa 8 says to me with the smile: “It’s a good way to invest in movies to launder money. Unfortunately, the investment restrictions to Hollywood are not too friendly to us. Alas, a good business oppotunity we are not able to get involved for the time being.”

So far, I still have some doubts. I don’t quite understand why Papa 8 takes me to such a high-level party.

Although I have officially worked with Papa 8, I haven’t even touched his business. He takes me here tonight and it’s clearly that my role is not just an ordinary follower. He introduces me as his nephew very seriously to several big people.

The implication of this action is worth thinking deeply about.

At 8 p.m., I finally see Mr. Sorin, the godfather of the Angels of the Hell, the legendary ruler of the Canadian underworld.

Mr. Sorin should be around the same age as Papa 8, but he looks much older. He has silver hair; face is distinct; chin is slightly thin, facial lines are charming, He has the same blue eyes as Sophie’s. I’m sure. Mr. Sorin must have been a handsome man when he was young.

His eyes are full of the wisdom, which is a kind of calm. It is a kind of calmness and calmness that the years precipitate. Such a person, who’s full of a manner that makes him look very eye-catching. Every move of him seems to take the momentum of the superior.

All the great men I have met in my life, Mr. Sorin can be said the best in his manners and momentum.

Then I see Sophie, the “Highness Princess”, is standing beside Mr. Sorin.

If the impression I have made from the encounter with this pretty girl was angelic innocence and beautiful, tonight, she’s showing the opposite.

The long golden wavy hair is cleverly pulled up, deliberately showing her swan-like neck. She’s wearing a dark, tight sleeveless ruffled shirt and the low-breasted style perfectly displays her plump upper circumference curve! Especially the two perfect hemispheres expose to the air in front of the chest, with a faint ivory luster! The Bohemian style skirt, a pair of plump long legs, and a pair of crystal high-heeled shoes are perfectly set off her noble temperament, the transparent tie outlines the beautiful arc of her calfs.

It can be said that her dress tonight is undoubtedly a full display of her charm as a woman! I look at her, a word is jumping out of my heart.

Sexy!

Mr. Sorin and Sophie are stepping down the steps side by side. Sophie is holding her farther by the arm. Her blue eyes seem to be still looking for someone. Her eyes are suddenly falling on me. Then I see she bows her head and saying something to Mr. Sorin.

Papa 8 walks over immediately.