Chatper 974 (1/2)

At the bar, Smith whistled again and again.

He was handsome and handsome, and the hot girl was quickly hooked, but considering Pei Yibai, Smith declined the hot girl's offer.

"Hey, it's hard to come out here, you really don't want to play around?" Smith stared at Pei Yibai.

"I have a wife and a child." Pei Yibai replied flatly after taking a sip of his wine.

Before coming, his wife warned him not to be promiscuous outside.

Furthermore, he has no interest in the wild flowers outside.

"Tch, you are just too serious. But it's good to have a son. I haven't seen your son yet." Smith looked regretful. His son didn't know when he would have it.

"Can."

The two drank in the bar for several hours, and they went back until their eyes were slightly drunk.

The next day, it was the reception that Smith said.

Pei Yibai was going, and Smith, as an intermediary, naturally also went.

On the road, the two are in the same car.

"I've taken Alan's information out for a walk quietly. I'm afraid Med is about to know about it. If you have a good talk with Alan, you can introduce them to each other."

But this Allen, because of his temper.

Although he is very successful in making money, many people don't like him.

"Well, OK."

The reception is a bit far from Pei Yibai's hotel, which is the largest hotel in San Francisco.

What was the nature of this reception, Pei Yibai didn't inquire, because Smith had already successfully obtained the invitation letter, and the two of them went through the whole process without hindrance.

In the hotel, there was a crowd of people, and many local rich people participated.

After entering the door, Smith was dazzled.

But thinking about the business, he put his mind away again.

From time to time, he pointed out someone to Pei Yibai, saying that it was a certain person, what identity.

Pei Yibai memorized everything, holding a glass of wine, seemingly chatting in the corner.

The purpose of Pei Yibai's coming here was only for Alan, so he didn't pay much attention to other things.

Soon, the reception officially began.

And Pei Yibai also met Alan himself, and he was invited to speak on stage.

Alan is in his fifties, with deep eye sockets and a dense white beard growing on his chin. At first glance, he looks very serious.

After speaking, there was a thunderous applause from below.

After he came down, many people toasted him.

But after the toast, the people left quickly, and the silence returned to Allen's side.

"Hi, Mr. Allen, long time no see." At this time, Smith struck out decisively and greeted Allen familiarly.

"Smith, long time no see." Allen nodded lightly, lukewarm.

"I heard that you are busy with a big business recently. I thought you would not attend this reception."

"It's not impossible to come out for a stroll at the right time." Allen pulled the corners of his lips.

"That's right, oh, this is my partner, Pei, from China." Smith introduced Pei Yibai's identity at the right time.

"Hello, Mr. Allen." Pei Yibai smiled and stretched out his right hand.

Allen shook his hand and quickly released it.

"I've heard about Mr. Allen's deeds a long time ago, and I admire you very much. I never thought I'd have the honor to meet you in person today." Pei Yibai didn't take his coldness seriously, and even showed some enthusiasm.

All good people have some strange tempers, and Mr. Allen's temper is very ordinary in Pei Yibai's view.

"Really?" Allen asked casually.

Smith smiled, "I think you guys should be more talkative than me. Anyway, I don't know anything about your shopping malls, but Pei has a very precise eye on investment."