"You think Louis XVI was arrested at Versailles during the Third Estate uprising in Paris in 1792? Don't listen to the historians' nonsense! Court scholars distorted this part of history in their reports to the government to protect the king's image! In reality, this philandering French king was on vacation with his lover in the countryside when he was arrested!"
Although Notting was uneducated, he knew a great deal about the secrets and anecdotes of these nobles, even about the affairs of the French royal family, the Bourbon, from centuries ago. If he had put his mind to something more meaningful, he wouldn't have earned the nickname "a disgrace to the nobility"...
Duanmu Ci listened to Nordin's boastful talk while eating. The roast goose on the table was excellent, with an authentic French flavor; needless to say, the chef who made it must be from Paris!
Actually, Notting's original meaning and wording weren't that particular; it was only through the embellishment and enhancement by the translator that Notting's words became so captivating... the allure of gossip?
While delivering his enthusiastic speech, Notting also secretly glanced at Duanmu Ci, who was enjoying his meal. Seeing that Duanmu Ci didn't seem to have any intention of continuing to cause trouble, he breathed a sigh of relief. Without external pressure, showcasing his aristocratic charm in every way, just like before, was truly his full potential!
It's a pity that only a group of men, young and old, were watching his handsome side. Although the only woman at the table was also outstanding, he dared not touch her! Because neither Duanmu Ci nor Bu Tongxun were people his small baronial family could afford to offend!
While Notting glanced absentmindedly at Duanmu Ci, the audience members who had been listening intently but were caught off guard were getting impatient and urged Notting to continue...
"Where were we? Oh, right, speaking of which, that Earl of Rennes' mistress is no ordinary woman. I heard that a few days ago she even took her illegitimate child to burn down Earl Rennes' carriage, which was a two-hundred-year-old artifact! I heard that Earl Rennes is preparing to sue her for 'intentional damage to cultural relics.' Haha—"
Everyone laughed along, with Tang Jingchang and his son Tang Rui laughing the most heartily.
Duanmu Ci didn't want to pay attention to the Greek who was currently making a big splash. He was only focused on enjoying his food. Just as he picked up a slice of lotus root, the phone at his waist suddenly rang. To everyone's astonishment, Duanmu Ci answered the phone, said "uh-huh" twice, and then hung up. He said to Nordin, "My old friend has arrived."
Nordin's expression changed; those words didn't sound pleasant at all.
Tang Yijin asked, "Is something the matter?"
Duanmu Ci replied, "It's nothing serious. At Brother Tang's request, we also invited a guest to celebrate your birthday, and this guest will be arriving soon." This was a compliment to Tang Ke.
Upon hearing that he was Duanmu Ci's guest, Tang Yijin dared not be negligent and said seriously, "Should we go to the door to greet him?"
Duanmu Ci waved his hand and said, "No need, he's very familiar with the Hilton Hotel, he won't get lost."
Upon hearing this, Notting seemed to realize something, and his expression turned somewhat strange. "Ci, the old friend you mentioned, could it be...?"
“That’s right! It’s him!” Duanmu Ci said without hesitation.
Notting's face darkened...
However, after only a short while, a blond-haired, blue-eyed young Westerner walked into the enormous banquet hall. Unlike Nordin, this young man was not accompanied by any attendants, only a hotel manager. He appeared solitary and lacked any imposing presence.
"Hey! Ci, my friend, it's great to meet you here!"
Duanmu Ci also stood up. "Aslan, welcome to China."
Aslan Hilton, heir to the prestigious Hilton family in the United States, is also the future owner of nearly 3,000 Hilton hotels worldwide. That's why Duanmu Ci told Tang Yijin that there was no need to greet him. Indeed, he treats this place like home, so why should a guest greet the host?
Aslan's eyes swept across the crowd and immediately spotted the evasive Nordin. "The future Baron, you're here too?"
Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Nordin stood up resignedly. "As a friend, I am glad to see you in the far east, Aslan."
“Oh, no, no, I don’t have any friends who owe me money and don’t pay it back,” Aslan said bluntly.
Fortunately, the two communicated in Greek, otherwise Nordin would have been so ashamed that he would have jumped into the Huangpu River!
Aslan politely declined the Tang family's invitation to speak on stage, and then sat down next to Duanmu Ci, much more low-key than the smug Notting.
Tang Yijin first expressed his gratitude, saying, "I am very grateful that you have come from afar to celebrate my birthday. Please drink this cup to the brim!" With that, he took the lead and drank the wine in his cup in one gulp.
Aslan laughed, "Not at all, it's an honor for the Hilton family that you chose to hold your birthday celebration at the Hilton Hotel." This guy speaks fluent Chinese...
Meanwhile, Notting was feeling incredibly frustrated. He could barely handle Duanmu Ci alone, since Duanmu Ci was relatively tolerant. But then Aslan appeared, and this guy showed no mercy!
Back in his Eton days, Aslan certainly gave him a hard time! At Eton, a school that champions chivalry, riding was a compulsory subject, and every time Aslan rode past him, this wretched American would whip his horse, throwing himself off and causing him to lose face in front of his classmates! And now Aslan's back…
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