Chapter 640

All of a sudden, the audience was quiet. They looked at hill and McGonagall strangely. Unexpectedly, Miss Hill wrote an invitation letter to invite him to the dinner party.

Well, everything Cyril said before has been overturned.

The last sarcastic remark was more like a slap on Cyril's face.

When hill was ready to fill out the invitation, Cyril didn't even know about it.

Of course, the people present were even more surprised by Hill's attitude towards McGonagall. For McGonagall's sake, she did not hesitate to offend Cyril, or even give her no face.

What kind of identity does McGonagall have? Why should Hill value it so much?

Cyril's proud face gradually became stiff and embarrassed. Hill's words were like needles in his heart. Every sentence poked at his pain.

It is true that all the four families are qualified to invite some people to the party, but only the head of the four families has the right. He does not have the right.

And after making the invitation, they will report to the party preparatory group, so Hill's words don't need any doubt. MEG must have been invited by her.

"Hello, little sister red skirt." Amy bit the biscuit and said hello to hill happily. The little sister looked very good.

"Meow." The ugly duckling with four little claws hanging on Amy's skirt looks up at the biscuit in Amy's hand and cries wrongly.

"Don't worry, ugly duckling. I'll hold you when I finish eating." Amy bowed her head and comforted.

"Meow, meow," said the ugly duckling, looking loveless.

"Hello, little Amy." Said Hill, looking at Amy with a smile.

With a black face, Cyril looked at hill and said in a deep voice: "since it is the guest invited by Miss Hill, there should be no problem. It's just that this person, as far as I know, has insulted my Aden chamber of Commerce repeatedly and robbed the members' restaurant of our Aden chamber of Commerce, leading to the imprisonment of our chamber of Commerce directors. Is such a guy worthy of attending the mid year party of our Aden chamber of Commerce? I wonder what Miss Hill meant by inviting him? "

"What! And that kind of thing? "

"I heard that the boss once said that our Aden chamber of Commerce would close sooner or later."

"Isn't the barbecue shop there closed? Now there's an ice cream shop. It's him who owns it."

"It's said that the imprisonment of director devo and director gudinia had something to do with him."

"Then why did Miss Hill invite him to the party? Isn't this an insult party? "

When Cyril said this, there was a commotion in the crowd, and people began to whisper.

Hill frowned at the comments.

Cyril had a smug smile on her lips.

Hill wants to compete with Geoffrey for the new president of the chamber of Commerce. If she can lose her reputation in this matter, he will get bonus points from Geoffrey.

"Uncle, although I don't know who you are, it's necessary to clarify your slander. First of all, I am really dissatisfied with the semi racial discrimination rules of Aden chamber of Commerce, and I insist that if we do not change them, we will die sooner or later. "

"As for the Ritchie barbecue shop, the owner came to me to compete with me in cooking skills, proposed to take the restaurant as a bet, and finally lost to me."

"The two directors of Aden chamber of Commerce, who directed a level 4 murderer to attack my restaurant and try to kill us, were arrested by the grey temple and put in Basti prison. It seems that the relationship between uncle and the two directors is good. I don't know what the relationship is with the level Four murderer? "

McGonagall stepped forward, looked at Cyril and said with a sneer.

As the discussion stopped, people's eyes turned to Cyril. Although McGonagall's first sentence was crazy, the last two sentences pointed at Cyril.

There are several things you can't touch when doing business in a chaotic city. The grey temple is the first.

If Cyril was really related to the fourth degree murderer, he would never be the head of the Molton family in his life.

"You... How can I have anything to do with a murderer?" Cyril's face changed, and he said in a hurry, because the old man had warned him before, now he must not let himself be surrounded.

"Since it doesn't matter, why do you look like you want to get justice for them? You're very suspicious. " McGonagall's smile grew brighter.

"They have been disqualified as directors of the chamber of Commerce. Their behavior is also personal behavior, and has nothing to do with the chamber of Commerce or me. I don't know much about them. If they do, they should be punished. " Cyril was so calm that she broke her teeth that she had to swallow them in her stomach.

"Well, I don't know if I need to because they're leaving?" McGonagall continued.

"Hum." As soon as Cyril shakes her hand, she turns around and goes away. Today is a loss of face.

The onlookers also scattered one after another when they saw this. They didn't expect that McGonagall was the winner of this farce.

Hill looked at McGonagall a little sorry and said, "Mr. McGonagall, I should have waited for you to come in."

"It doesn't matter. Miss Hill's invitation is the only way to attend such an upper class dinner. It's right to be wronged." McGonagall said with a smile, Hill's previous performance still satisfied him, at least showed her sincerity.

"For Mr. McGonagall, it's just something within reach." Hill looks into Meg's eyes and smiles.

"Reaching for something is something to think about." MEG shook his head slightly.

"Mr. McGonagall is an interesting man." Hill laughs.

"Miss Hill is a smart person." McGonagall also smiles.

"Oh, it's still the same today."

At this time, a voice of some coquettish suddenly sounded.

A shadow with huge wings appeared in the air outside the banquet hall. In a flash, it turned into a black fog and appeared at the entrance.

As the black fog receded, a sexy woman in a high fork black skirt and a servant dressed in a black robe appeared.

"It's her!"

"Countess Bartoli! She's here again this year! "

"Hasn't she been here for two years? How come this year again! It's said that what she likes most is young girls

After seeing the visitor clearly, there was a commotion in the banquet hall. The young girls stepped back in a panic, worried that they would be captured by the terrible vampire in the rumor.

"Countess?" McGonagall looked up at the entrance. A young and charming woman appeared beside the trembling MC.

She looks about thirty years old. Her brown and black big Wavy long hair is covered at will. Her blue eyes are charming as if she can speak. Her pale face is slightly morbid. Her lips are as bright as blood.

Tight black skirt, chest without stinging revealed a touch of white and sexy ravine, high fork skirt has been opened to the thigh, mellow and character of white legs make people feel some dazzling.

She looked down at her neck as proud as a white swan, like a queen.