Master of the Stars

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In June, the city officially entered winter.

The northwest monsoon brings damp and cold air currents, and when the cold wind hits the cheeks, it seems to carry the smell of soil on the plateau of the Old World.

So much so that at the dinner party, it even became one of the themes of tonight.

When Machiko Kawara wandered in the banquet hall of the old castle, he came to this conclusion.

Of course this is just an illusion.

Thousands of kilometers apart, inverting the northern and southern hemispheres, the elements of the natural world, even if there is a subtle circulation and exchange, cannot be perceived by these ordinary people. It is actually just a bunch of difficult brothers and sisters, bragging with lingering palpitations and excitement after dying.

Even if nearly a month has passed, it is strictly three weeks.

This time is just right.

Time quietly beautifies the memories of those who have witnessed it, and washes away their embarrassment and fear. Under the background of the relatively peaceful ending, the legendary nature of the process has provided them with a lot of conversational resources, making them not repulsive or even willing Discuss the seemingly distinctive personal experience, and hand out OEMs and medals of "difficult friends" to each other, so that many of the disgusting faces look cute at this time.

Well, maybe a considerable part of it was pretended to be shown to her.

After all, the real theme of this banquet was the thank-you banquet held for the donors of the foundation after the "Ronan and His Friends Foundation" was formally established.

At the banquet, the most dazzling person was not the largest individual donor, the honorary chairman of the foundation, and the well-known rich man in Ticheng, who "hugged left and right"... Ah, it was Mr. Langley, nor was it the unique Quantum company who came to the meeting. Mr. Dong Mou Zhengye is not even the so-called celebrities in Ticheng.

The only people who can truly be called stars are Ms. Yin Le, the major shareholder of the Kasbah Consortium and the agent of Mrs. Harder, the chairman, and Machiko Kawara himself.

In the business world, the Kasbah Consortium is only a medium-scale. Not to mention looking at the world, it may not be ranked in the top five even in Te City, but such a ranking is meaningless. At the thank-you dinner gathered by world-class rich, Hal Mrs. De can still say that she can't come and she can only send an agent to charge up, and she is still the core of the audience.

All can only be because Mrs. Halder is Mr. Ronan's confidant, and Ms. Yin Le is the head of the foundation arranged by Ronan herself.

The same goes for Machiko Kawara.

Otherwise, there is no way to explain. A standing director who just quit from the Toyama auction house can talk and laugh with these tens of billions and hundreds of billions of wealthy people around him, accept their compliments, and mobilize them. Emotions...Similarly, they also bear the evil thoughts deep in their hearts.

Machiko Kawahara clearly remembered Kawaguchi's greedy, ugly and dirty expression on the "Emerald Light" a month ago. Whether it is Hancheng, Techeng, or other places, as long as it is in this circle, there is actually not much difference.

Just like at this moment, everyone talked and laughed together, narrated the friendship of the one-way trip to the plateau, and jointly praised Mr. Ronan’s compassion for the future development of mankind. But God knows what kind of inferior jokes these men and women around will compose in their hearts. Ask her, Or she and Ronan will be the main characters together.

But what about this?

Machiko Kawara enjoys all this, and is in a good mood at this banquet full of malice and calculation.

This is the scene she has been pursuing all the time, for which she abandoned the so-called love and marriage, but never tired of it, even if she has been wandering halfway up the mountain-and now she is standing on the top of the mountain, close to the peak.

The price paid...what did she pay?

Compared with the malice that is hidden in the surroundings and may swallow her at any time, this doubt and confusion may be the source of the confusion that occasionally bursts into her heart.

She knew that perhaps in this lifetime, she would not be able to make such an incredible deal again.

Even if this is likely to be a gimmicky sale of enjoying first, paying later, the subsequent price will make her unbearable-but until now, from her mortal perspective, she hasn't touched the ending, right?

In a capital society, without this awareness, what kind of businessman would he still be?

Besides, she is indeed willing to pay any price for the present glory.

Heyuan Machiko's smile became brighter.

At this time, the bracelet on her wrist vibrated slightly, and she raised her hand, signaled and apologized to the daters around, temporarily left the crowd and connected to the communication, her voice became particularly gentle:

"Chiya, the call came early today."

"Yes, Mom. Did you disturb your work?"

The only son of Heyuan Zhenzhiko, Heyuan Zhiya, grew up in a single-parent family and under the oppressive environment of the Heyuan family. Although he is still a preschooler, he is far more mature than most of his peers. keen.

"It seems messy over there, I'll call back later."

"No, it's okay, cure it."

At this time, Machiko Kawara also has the qualifications for willfulness. She has already reached the lounge upstairs, sitting on the sofa, and slightly loosening her tight toes and ankles: "Mom is at a banquet, it’s okay. Tell mom. ,Did you have fun today?"

He Yuanzhi laughed over there too: "It's the same here, Mom. Today is Mr. Luo Yuandao, it is Mr. Luo Nan's grandfather's birthday, he is 80 years old! Their whole family is here."

Heyuan Zhenzhizi straightened up subconsciously: "Mr. Luo Yuandao?"

Of course she knew the old gentleman with a serious mental illness, and with that physical condition, even if he lived a whole life at the age of 80, it would be difficult for her to do so much...not to mention that she hadn't heard anything about it.

In other words, this is mostly just a family dinner.

Machiko Kawara's heart thumped: "Are you there, were you invited by Ronan?"

"No, Mom. Today is Sunday. Weiwu and I are going to the master of the workshop to do our homework, and we just ran into it."

"That's it." Machiko Kawara's mood went up and down, and a thin layer of sweat came out on his body.

At this time she thought again that the time difference between Dicheng and Xiacheng was 4 hours, and it was already more than four o'clock in the afternoon in Xiacheng, and the external banquets generally would not last until this time.

Obviously, Xiaozhi just happened to happen.

That's not bad...

Just thinking about it, He Yuanzhi also lowered his voice over there: "Mom, I still know a secret!"

Machiko Kawara frowned, but before responding, Oji said, "I just heard that it seems to be Mr. Ronan's birthday today, but he doesn't know it."

"Really?" Machiko Kawara immediately jumped out of Ronan's public information.

I remember that this person’s birthday should be June 16, and it’s only a week away... She quickly searched the perpetual calendar. Well, Ronan’s date of birth is June 16, 1980, using the traditional East Asian calendar, but it’s The 29th of April in the lunar calendar is placed this year, which happens to be opposite to the 9th of June in the Gregorian calendar.

That's it.

After solving a little doubt, Heyuan Machiko considered another question, and his tone became more serious: "Jiya, thank you for telling mom this. But I don't want you to have another time."

"what?"

"Remember what mom said to you? From the moment you arrived in Xiacheng, you should respect Mr. Ronan like your mother, learn from him, and ask him for advice... You should be a qualified retainer and ask Ronan. Mr. Allegiance and his approval! Without Mr. Ronan’s permission, he cannot disclose his secrets and other information to anyone, including his mother, even if it’s just such a small matter."

The opposite fell silent.

On the contrary, Heyuan Zhenzhizi is a bit worried. She hasn't criticized her son like this for a long time, especially now that she is thousands of miles away, and she hasn't even opened the video, she has no bottom in her heart.

When he was about to send a request to enable the video, Zhiya Heyuan over there asked in a lower voice:

"Mom, are you Mr. Ronan's mistress?"

"..."

Heyuan Zhenzhizi once thought that she would never be troubled by similar problems. To some extent, she even hoped that everyone else would think so. Until this matter becomes a reality, this can consolidate her inexplicably acquired position.

But at this moment, when this question came out of her own son, her mood was obviously not as simple as she thought. She even subconsciously wanted to slap it over, but there was no Heyuan Zhiya in front of her. The slap of nothingness seemed to hit her face in the end.

"Jiya, why do you say that?"

When Heyuan Zhenzhizi spoke, he realized that his tone was so dull, just like cracked porcelain. When he received a percussion, it no longer had a clear echo.

"It's from Xiacheng..."

"No, it's in Hancheng, mother." Haruya Kawamoto's voice was still low and weak, but he was surprisingly stable and even calm.

"Many people tried to tell me about this, including grandpa and grandma, in various ways, from various angles... It seems that I am indeed your weakness, mother."

"Zhiya!" Even if he knew that his son was far more mature than his peers, Heyuan Machiko was unwilling to hear the results of his thoughts, and didn't want to at all.

About a second or two later, maybe even longer, He Yuanzhi also spoke over there, his voice hurriedly: "Weiwu is calling me, mother, don't worry... Mr. Ronan is a very good person. , Many people here are."

The next moment, He Yuanzhi responded in a very clear voice: "Hi, here, wait for me!"

The communication then hangs up.

Heyuan Machiko looked at the bracelet on his wrist for a long time.

She almost thought that she would shed tears, even a few symbolic drops, but as the voice of people outside the lounge came in, she reflexively straightened her back, her mouth curled up, revealing a nice, calm and mysterious arc -It seems that everything is under control.

In fact, she did achieve perfect control.

Whether it is the external expression or the internal mood.

Even if there are so many ups and downs, they will settle in the spell-like sentences. That is what Oji said:

Mr. Ronan is a very good person.

Yes, a six-year-old child can tell in two weeks:

Mr. Ronan is a very good person!

The door of the lounge opened, and the noise from the banquet hall re-flowed.

Heyuan Machiko is like a mermaid. After a temporary rest, he is absorbed into the turbulence of this complicated interpersonal relationship again, and he never gets tired of it!

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