The "summer resort" built by Wang Bing and Guo Baichuan is not the national key cultural relic protection unit, but a huge private villa. It is far more luxurious than any so-called private villa. It is built in the mountains, with beautiful environment and beautiful architecture. People can't help but sigh about its superb construction art.
Wang Bing went all the way to enjoy the beautiful scenery in the mountains, but he didn't ask Guo Baichuan the identity of the host of the birthday party.
The identity of a person who can invite so many dignitaries from all over the world to a birthday party must be beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
"We people come to this place almost once a year!" Guo Baichuan said.
"Come to the birthday party every year?" Wang Bing asked.
"Yes
"Who is the birthday person who can invite so many of your big bosses to come here at one time?" Wang Bing asked curiously.
"You'll see it later when the birthday party starts!" Guo Baichuan deliberately sold the pass.
"Not everyone can come to this place at ordinary times!"
This sentence adds a lot of mystery to the host of the birthday party.
The car drove directly into the villa. The parking lot alone is as big as a football field. Looking around, the whole parking lot is full of cars, and all of them are luxury cars of ten million class that Wang Bing takes. After parking at a football field, it's very shocking just because of the visual impact. How heroic people can afford such a scene? Even Wang Bing, who is worth 100 billion yuan, can't make such a big show, can't he?
Entering the villa, the feeling is not so strong. The quiet environment makes people feel more comfortable. Along the way, someone is guiding Wang Bing and Guo Baichuan to a large room that can accommodate thousands of people.
All kinds of round tables made of high-grade mahogany are placed. If you look carefully, you will find that they are all antiques. The murals on the wall are also valuable. In a word, the whole room presents a low-key luxury.
When Wang Bing and Guo Baichuan came, they were already full of friends. Many people had been chatting with each other, but there were still many seats vacant. Wang Bing thought that he could find any vacant seat to sit down, but Guo Baichuan told him that these seats were exquisite.
"It's divided into three areas. Do you see the two tables in front? It's golden, then silver, and finally bronze... "
According to Guo Baichuan, people with different identities and positions sit in different seats. Golden is the most noble, silver is the second, and bronze is the lowest.
Among them, there are only two tables in "gold" with no more than 20 seats. Most of them are "silver" and "bronze". The "gold" is the front, the "silver" is the middle, and the "bronze" is the back.
"Here are our seats!" When he spoke, Guo Baichuan had already found his seat. Wang Bing looked down at the "bronze" one and was surprised.
Guo Baichuan, the richest man in Nanshi, ranks at the lowest level among so many guests.
Guo Baichuan sat down naturally. Obviously, he was used to his own identity. Wang Bing just accompanied Guo Baichuan to make soy sauce. Naturally, there was no reason to complain. According to him, everyone could bring one person, so Wang Bing had a chance to come here with Guo Baichuan's light.
There are more and more people here. Wang Bing doesn't know any of them. Guo Baichuan comes every year, but he knows a lot of people. Let's introduce them to Wang Bing one by one.
There was a lot of noise and heated discussion, but it was in order.
I don't know whether there is a generation gap in age or a difference in status. Wang Bing and these people have never been able to talk together. For a moment, I listen to Guo Baichuan talking about the stock market with the chairman of a multinational company. For a moment, I listen to the boss next door saying that he bought an oil field or a cruise ship last month. Isn't this the show off of wealth in chiguoguo? It's true that most people who come to the party don't confirm Wang Bing's birthday.
"Well?" Just when Wang Bing was bored, a familiar figure passed in front of him. Wang Bing saw him, he also saw Wang Bing, and stopped.
"Long time no see, Mr. Bi!"
The "Bi Lao" in Wang Bing's words is exactly the "Bi Yuntao" who is known as the "king of stone king" in the gambling circle.
Yes, the old man who lost to Wang Bing when he gambled with Wang Bing more than a year ago, recognized Wang Bing as his teacher, and then simply announced his withdrawal from the "gambling world".
It's a surprise that he should come to the birthday party.
Seeing Wang Bing, Bi Yuntao was startled, and immediately recalled the embarrassing past. Because he lost to Wang Bing, he had to withdraw from the "gambling world" and removed his post as the chairman of the Qishi Association. If he didn't go, he couldn't do it. Many people saw that he lost to Wang Bing. How could he have face?So I chose to retreat in a hurry.
"Wang Bing? Why are you here? " Bi Yuntao asked that Wang Bing's appearance not only aroused his memory, but also aroused his resentment.
Wang Bing not only took away his reputation as the "king of stone", but also lost his position as the chairman of the "strange stone association". Even those who used to flatter him turned to flatter Luo Wenfeng.
Bi Yuntao used to be such a highly respected existence. Losing to Wang Bing made him lose a lot. The huge gap also made him feel unbalanced. It was false to say that he didn't resent Wang Bing.
"You can be here, why can't I be here?" Wang Bing fully recognized and felt Bi Yuntao's resentment. The old man was also very pitiful. After losing to Wang Bing, his price plummeted. Now he doesn't even have the qualification to eat old money, so how could he care about tearing his face with Wang Bing?
"Brother Wang Bing, this is..." Guo Baichuan asked curiously.
"Bi Lao's king of the tripod" Ding Tao! "
It's OK not to say that. When it comes to the title of "king of stone", Bi Yuntao is even more angry.
"Hello, Mr. Bi, I'm in Xiaguo Baichuan, the chairman of Nanshi and Fushou real estate company..." Guo Baichuan took the initiative to reach out to bi Yuntao.
Bi Yuntao didn't even look at Guo Baichuan. Instead, he looked at Wang Bing coldly. At this time, a man older than Bi Yuntao walked by him and asked Bi Yuntao, "are you a friend?"