Chapter 313 Smooth Road

The banquet officially began after the two of them took their seats.

Lu Qian had thought that this gathering would be full of intrigue and tension, or at least as treacherous as Hermes, but unexpectedly, it seemed no different from any other dinner party.

It’s still beauties, wine and gambling.

However, the person being entertained this time seemed to have changed. Few of the people who came up to toast were coming for Cheng Yi, but all of them were coming for Lu Qian.

Lu Qian had an idea in his mind. Even if it was not 100% confirmed that she was the mistress of Tavia's house, it was a foregone conclusion. No one would want to not curry favor with her.

Besides, Lu Qian looks much easier to talk to than Cheng Yi!

Qu Le was having a hard time as well. Yun Qi stood beside her, introducing her to the leaders of various forces who came forward to toast her, while Bai Yao just stood aside with a look of watching the fun, nodding his eyes.

In fact, Qu Le doesn't like this kind of life with too much disputes. Compared with competition, she prefers comfort. Otherwise, she would not have stayed in Tavira and become an unknown person after faking her death.

Bai Yao is obviously forcing things.

As Lu Qian clinked glasses with a fake smile, a doubt arose in her heart: Had she and Qu Le been eaten up by these two men until there was nothing left?

"Boss, there's an urgent document that needs your attention."

A clear and bright female voice came from behind the crowd.

Everyone looked back and saw a short-haired woman wearing camouflage clothes and goggles, holding a mahogany tray in her hand, walking towards Lu Qian.

"Bring it here."

Lu Qian raised her hand naturally and motioned Lei Ya to hand the document to her.

At the same time, a black seal with extremely high texture was also handed over.

"That... isn't that Mr. Luo's seal?" The gang leader closest to Lu Qian, who seemed to be from Italy, recognized the seal at a glance.

When the people in the field heard this, they began to whisper again, Mr. Luo? ... In the underworld, the only person who could be respectfully called "Mr. Luo" was none other than that one person.

No wonder... It turns out that this woman has a connection with Mr. Luo. Everyone in the underworld knows that Luo has no successor, and there is no one to take over Hermes after a hundred years. People thought that this piece of fat in the European territory would be divided up by various forces, but they didn't expect that the candidate had been decided long ago.

And who among all those present in this scene was not a shrewd person? In such a high-profile position at a gangster gathering, this behavior was undoubtedly a show.

As for the purpose of making this play... hehe...

"Thanks to my father's kindness, I think I have some talent. I had this idea this morning, but I just feel that I am not worthy of such a heavy responsibility."

Since someone has already started this, Lu Qian should be calm.

She casually flipped through the document, stamped the last page, and handed it back to Lei Ya without even stopping talking. Her movements were so natural and smooth that it was obvious that she was used to it and handled it with ease.

"But after years of hard work, Dad is old and wants to find a stable place to spend his retirement. How can we, the younger generation, refuse his wish?"

"It's just forcing the issue, there's no way to shirk responsibility."

Lu Qian's words undoubtedly shut everyone up.

First, he hinted to them that Luo had decided long ago that she would be in charge of the black market. As for how long ago this was, that depended on the bosses' own thoughts. Three to five years? Ten to eight years? All were possible, but no one would think it was just a few months.

When these people thought about this, Lu Qian's identity became even more mysterious.

The second is to tell them that Luo has become a hands-off boss and has gone traveling around the country, and Lu Qian is now the real manager of this business chain.

Three...it's just a bit of self-deprecation, but Lu Qian was being modest, and these people couldn't listen to her modesty.

Not to mention her own identity, just the murderous and cold-blooded man sitting next to her...

If these people dare to disrespect Lu Qian or express any objection, won’t they be skinned alive and hunted to the ends of the earth?

Qu Le, who was sitting next to him, stood up slowly and walked towards Lu Qian with a cold and arrogant step.

Two women stood under the light, one cold and arrogant, the other sweet and lovely.

"In that case."

Lu Qian smiled, raised the cup in her hand, and leaned forward calmly and gracefully.

"From now on, we sisters will ask everyone to take good care of us."

The gentle and sweet voice instantly resounded throughout the hall.

Everyone was silent for a moment, looking at each other, chewing on Lu Qian's words... They are sisters... Does that mean that there are two people in charge of this black business chain?

this……

Whether it is a gang, a force, or even the inheritance of an aristocratic family, is there any precedent for two masters in one family?

They looked at each other, then at the wine glass in Lu Qian's hand.

If they accept this toast, it means they acknowledge the identities of the sisters, which means they set a precedent that is unique in the underworld. Will they drink this glass of wine or not...?

"Is the wine at this banquet hard to drink?"

A clear and elegant voice broke the mysterious silence.

Bai Yao leaned lazily on the armrest of the bench, gently shaking the red wine in his hand, picked up the glass and took a sip. His elegant look seemed as if he was just tasting the wine.

“It’s not hard to drink.”

Another low and cold voice sounded.

Everyone turned their gazes over again.

Cheng Yi sat upright on the other side of the bench, half-closed his eyes, with an unusually cold look at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, his thin lips slightly pursed, and there was obviously some impatience on his wild and cruel face.

He raised the wine glass in his hand and drank the red wine in the glass, as if telling people with his actions that this wine was not "difficult" to drink.

“…”

After hearing what these two men said and their actions, who among those present dared to object?

They have to recognize the two masters of this family whether they recognize them or not.

The sweet smile on Lu Qian's face grew wider, and as the music played, she tilted her glass slightly towards everyone.

"We are sisters, shall we toast to everyone?"

"Hehehe... Cheers... Cheers..."

…

After drinking the glass of wine, Lu Qian turned around and looked at the man sitting behind him in a domineering manner.

He was still indifferent and rebellious, but only she could see how hot the fire in his eyes was. His gaze, which was arrogant yet doting and gentle, was fixed on her.

The predatory look in the man's eyes was one of complete and utter possession of her.

Lu Qian looked at him and smiled with relief.

She finally got the identity, status, power, and... the qualification to stand by his side.

From now on, she, the future mistress of Tavia, will no longer be questioned in any way.

The road she ran towards him was no longer bumpy and rugged, and from then on, it was a smooth journey.