Chapter 288

The silver Rolls Royce, like a star in the spotlight, attracted many onlookers along the way.

Even after Rolls Royce ran five red lights, the traffic police didn't stop it.

According to the idea of the traffic police, people who can drive such a car are definitely very rich in that family. Even if they stop and give people a ten chapter eight chapter ticket, they will throw out a lot of money and drive away directly.

Instead of humiliating themselves, it's better to let them run the red light!

When Rolls Royce slowed down and came to a magnificent castle, Su Hao realized what kind of life the real rich lived.

This is a castle with classical style. The huge city bricks are white and bright, and the quality of the stone seems to be white marble.

The architectural style of the castle continues the Byzantine style popular in the 16th century! From a distance, you can see the towering round arched red dome, with extraordinary momentum.

At this time, although it was still the afternoon and the sun was blazing, all the crystal chandeliers in the ancient castle were turned on. It radiates bright light and looks after the brightly lit outside through the huge floor glass mirror.

Here is Murong Zhang's mansion. It seems that Su Hao really requires more style than when he went to his brother Murong Yan's villa last time.

After getting out of the car, Su Hao walked towards the inner hall under the leadership of a gray haired old housekeeper.

When he first met the old man, Su Hao couldn't help discussing whether all rich owners like to make a bad old man to be a housekeeper to show their identity.

When you enter the living room, you will be surrounded by magnificent European murals, lifelike statues, antique porcelain and bronze ware tracing back to time, which are neatly arrayed in the wide living room.

Su Hao couldn't help looking around and wondering. He secretly thought that Murong Zhuang would simply turn the ancient castle into a museum, which would surely sell a lot of tickets.

Suddenly!

Su Hao was deeply attracted by a blue and white ghost Valley porcelain of the Yuan Dynasty. He had heard his master mention this porcelain before, saying that there were no more than five collections in the world.

One of them was at Murong's house!

I'll take care of everything in this ancient castle. I'll take one at random. I don't have to worry about eating or drinking this book.

Just as Su Hao was staring at the blue and white porcelain, a bright and clear voice suddenly came to Su Hao's ears.

"That porcelain was auctioned at a Sotheby's auction house in Europe last year. At that time, the market price was $1 billion, and now it has risen to $1.5 billion." Murong seal was dressed in a white tuxedo, inlaid with the edges outlined by gold lines on the edges and cuffs of the tuxedo.

At the moment, Murong was walking down the stairs with a pair of white silk gloves and holding the pear blossom wood escalator.

"I'm just being artful. In fact, I'm not very interested in antiques." Murong closed his mouth with a defiant smile, came to the turtle table in the living room, leaned slightly towards Su Hao, and said respectfully, "Mr. Su, it's a great honor for you to attend the banquet. On behalf of the Murong family, I thank you."

Murong family!

Su Hao hates red tape most. He seems to be an elegant and civilized man, but in fact, he is a group of guys with human face and animal heart.

Su Hao sat opposite Murong seal with a smile and sneered, "I'm really frightened by the invitation of President Murong! But since I'm here for the banquet, there's nothing to eat on this table except fruit and candles."

Seeing this, Murong Zhang clapped his hands! A moment later, I saw several waitresses walking with their heads down, taking down the fruits on the table and serving plates of exquisite food.

However, most of these foods are Michelin Western food, which makes Su Hao feel a little disgusted.

It's not that Su Hao despises Westerners, but that Su Hao thinks that the domestic food culture has a history of 5000 or 6000 years, which is broad and profound. Otherwise, Empress Dowager Cixi ate all the Manchu and Han banquet all day, and she didn't see that she was tired of eating.

But now, both rich businessmen and ordinary people in China have set off an upsurge of advocating the West.

Food that is unpopular in foreign countries is more popular than ever at home. I don't know if Chinese people's brains are broken. I really think that ordering a hamburger in KFC has half stepped on the door of going abroad and is in line with international standards.

Although he was a little ostracized, Su Hao would not treat his intestines and stomach badly. No matter what Murong seal wants to talk about later, he must be satisfied first.

Moreover, in Su Hao's opinion, his coming to the banquet has been regarded as saving face for Murong. Eat him, drink him, that's to give him face. Why doesn't Su Hao eat other people's food!

"Beauty, you bring me that plate of steamed lobster. My arms are short and some are not enough." Su Hao said with a shy eyebrow and drooping eyes to the maid standing by.

Murong seal smiled and said nothing, but couldn't help stirring the ice cream in the high foot crystal cup with a silver spoon.

"Boss Murong's food is really light. Just eat ice cream." Su Hao's mouth is full of all kinds of food. His cheeks bulge up and he seems to be unable to hold on any longer.

But Su Hao enjoyed it. He has decided to have a big meal today!

Murong Zhuang shrugged his shoulders, with theout Su Hao's angry expression.

"It's just a dessert! This ice cream is airlifted from Europe. It's very rare."

I'll wipe it!

I have to ship an ice cream from abroad. I really have money to burn it. It is estimated that the price of that ice cream can buy a truck in China.

Su Hao sneered in his heart, but his mouth was still a measured compliment: "boss Murong, I've heard that you have a personal cook. You can't eat the same thing every day."

Murong Zhang put the silver spoon on the white cloth, pulled the napkin cloth off his chest, wiped his lips gently, and explained with a light smile: "it's not as exaggerated as what's passed outside, but I don't like repeating things."

After that, Murong Zhengjin sat precariously, his eyes were cold and stared at Su Hao with deep meaning.

"Mr. Su, thank you very much for coming to the banquet today. It's my honor. In my heart, I have taken Mr. Su as a friend. Since I'm a friend, I'm worried about your future."

Friends, future!

Nima is everywhere. If you have anything to say, just talk about it.

"Mr. Murong, you invited me to dinner today and made me your friend. To tell you the truth, brother's heart is fucking moved." Su Hao scolded and gently beat his chest, pretending to have a shrugged expression.