In front of Panlong Villa.
Ling Zhou's motorcade went straight into the villa, and the media reporters following behind were stunned when they saw this.
They originally thought that the place Ling Zhou was going to was probably some club or something like that.
Unexpectedly, the place he went to was Panlong Villa. This place, the media reporters like them, could not enter. Even in Kyoto, there were very few people who could enter Panlong Villa.
Therefore, they had no choice but to stay nearby and wait for Ling Zhou to come out. At that time, they would also see if they could find an opportunity to interview Ling Zhou.
Afterwards, they saw luxury cars and supercars driving into the manor at high speed. The difference was that some cars entered directly, while others stopped and handed over an invitation.
This is the gap in identity.
For those with status, a face is enough; any invitation letter is just fake.
If you don't have an identity, you need an invitation letter.
…
Inside Panlong Villa.
There are already many vehicles parked in the parking lot in front of a castle-style villa.
The villa compound has a neatly trimmed lawn, and various flowers and plants are planted around the lawn, which is very beautiful under the bright lights.
On the lawn, melodious music is floating.
Young men and women in bright clothes, holding their wine glasses elegantly, chatted with each other.
In a corner of the lawn, Lin Yujun, Ye Feifei, Huo Lin and others sat together, looking at the whole scene and chatting casually.
After a while, Holling answered a phone call.
After listening for a while, he hung up the phone and said with a smile: "His Highness Zhou's motorcade has entered the villa. Let's go and greet him."
Lin Yujun, Ye Feifei and others nodded, stood up and walked out.
On the lawn, the men and women who were talking to each other saw Huo Lin, Lin Yujun and others stand up and walk out, and instantly realized that the biggest protagonist of the night might be coming.
Soon, they all stood up and walked out.
…
Outside the villa compound, five people, led by Huo Lin, Ye Feifei, and Lin Yujun, stood at the front.
Behind them stood young men and women.
At a rough glance, there were about 20 people.
Any one of them could kill those second and third generation who were so powerful outside. Of course, they were also second and third generation, but they were the elite among them.
To put it bluntly, in a few decades, these people will probably take over from the older generation and stand at the top of China.
To put it bluntly, only this kind of young generation elites are qualified to invite His Royal Highness Prince Lingzhou.
Only these young generations who may become the upper class of China in the future, the Lanling Embassy in China would suggest that Ling Zhou accept the invitation to the banquet.
After all, Lingzhou is the future monarch of the Lanling Kingdom. How can he be invited by anyone?
For example, a few days ago, some dandies who thought they were extraordinary sent invitations to Lingzhou. Many invitations were rejected by the embassy before they were even delivered to Lingzhou.
Because in the opinion of Ambassador Lan Ling to China, those invitations were not worth disturbing His Royal Highness the Prince of his country.
If he were a prince of his country, it would be a joke if he casually accepted some invitations and hung out with some playboys.
…
Soon, a convoy stopped in front of the villa.
The strong bodyguards quickly got out of the car and looked around.
A bodyguard walked to a Hongqi bulletproof car in the middle, opened the door for Ling Zhou, and placed his arm above the door to prevent his head from hitting it.
This Hongqi was provided by the Chinese government to Lingzhou for use during his stay in China.
This bulletproof car is difficult to penetrate even with the world's most penetrating sniper rifle.
Ling Zhou got out of the car and looked at Huo Lin, Lin Yujun and others with a warm smile.
At this moment, he exuded a special temperament that was a combination of laziness and nobility, which made some of the second-generations present feel ashamed.
Of course, for the top third generations like Huo Lin, Lin Yujun, and Ye Feifei, it was nothing. They walked forward with a smile.
"Your Highness, welcome."
Huo Lin extended his hand generously.
Ling Zhou smiled and stretched out his hand to shake his hand.
He had met Huo Lin once before, when he and his sister Ling Lanxin attended an event organized by the Huaxia government a few days ago. Huo Lin was with his elders at the time, so they didn't talk much.
Huo Lin then invited Ling Zhou into the villa compound and extended his hand to introduce him, "Your Highness Zhou, this is my cousin, Lin Yujun."
"Hello, Ms. Lin."
Ling Zhou extended his hand like a gentleman.
"Hello."
Lin Yujun looked at Ling Zhou with a slightly complicated look.
Ling Zhou was a little curious. Why was there something strange in the way this girl looked at him?
But he didn't think much about it.
"This is Miss Ye Feifei..."
Huo Lin continued to introduce them according to their respective status.
"Hello, beautiful Miss Ye."
Ling Zhou also stretched out his hand.
"Hehe! Thank you for the compliment, Your Highness. You are so handsome too, Your Highness! Much more handsome than in the photo."
Ye Feifei blinked her peach blossom eyes and said with a smile.
Ling Zhou was stunned, feeling a little strange. He had just thought that this girl was the kind of elegant and lovely girl, but now it seemed that he had been wrong!
The other people around didn't seem to be surprised because they already knew Ye Feifei very well.
Ye Feifei, in the circle, is simply a female hooligan.
"Thank you, Miss Ye."
Ling Zhou smiled gentlemanly.
Then, Huo Lin introduced the others one by one.
After all the introductions were made, everyone started to greet each other.
After a while of greetings, Huo Lin invited Ling Zhou to a corner of the lawn and sat down with Lin Yujun and others.
Chen Yiru, who was following behind Ling Zhou, and two bodyguards automatically stood behind him.
No one present today is allowed to bring bodyguards.
But Lingzhou was different, and no one dared to say anything.
“It’s nice here.”
After sitting down and chatting for a while, Ling Zhou elegantly held the red wine glass, looked around and smiled.
"Haha! Panlong Villa was built by a few of us through a joint venture between our families. There is still one building left. If Your Highness Zhou likes it, that one will be reserved for Your Highness. You don't have to stay in the embassy when you come to China in the future."
Huo Lin laughed and said generously.
Ling Zhou raised his head, smiled, and said, "No, it would be a waste if you gave it to me."
Huo Lin and others were stunned. They didn't expect Ling Zhou to refuse so easily.
Then he smiled and stopped being humble.
Since Ling Zhou said no, it means he really doesn't want it. If they force it on him, it will be meaningless.
There was another round of small talk in the following time.
During this period, Ye Feifei was the most active, while Lin Yujun was very silent.
But, he didn't know if it was an illusion. He felt that Lin Yujun would look at him from time to time, with a hint of resentment in his eyes.
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