Chapter 296 I want to talk to you alone
Not to mention Elizabeth was a little confused, even Xiao Peng was confused when he saw Ivan.
"Ivan, why did you come here like this? Damn, did the fight against the oligarchs over there hit you?" Xiao Peng was also shocked when he saw Ivan get out of the car and go into the house.
Although he didn't meet Ivan often, he knew some things about Ivan.
This guy is definitely the most ostentatious person Xiao Peng has ever seen. In order to go on vacation to Marseille in the summer, he could directly buy the Derrida couple's yacht, which was rusting at the dock. How could he come here in a Peugeot 308?
Ivan grinned. "Time is money! I knew you were out salvaging gold, and I thought it would take you at least a few months to get back. I didn't expect you to be back so soon. I rushed over from Moscow! My assistant is also an idiot. He even forgot to rent a car for me. When I got to the airport, I saw someone waiting for someone, so I bought his car for 100,000 yuan."
"Pfft." Xiao Peng spitted: "Ivan, no matter what happens, you don't have to be so anxious, right? Come in and sit down, have a glass of wine and warm yourself up." As he spoke, he introduced Chen Zetao and Walter Kassin to Ivan.
After hearing that Kasim was from the 'Eastern Camp', Ivan's assistant became interested: he was also from the Eastern Camp and was Kasim's senior. The two of them were chatting animatedly.
What the hell is this "assistant"? He's obviously a bodyguard!
Ivan sat on the sofa and sighed, "Xiao, I've never been so rushed in the past few decades, but this 2005 Romanee-Conti can comfort my broken heart."
Fabian, who was standing nearby, was shocked. "Bitch, Ivan, you're incredible! You knew it was 2005 Romanee-Conti without even trying it?"
Ivan didn't answer him directly but pointed to the side. Everyone looked in the direction of his finger and saw that it was a bottle of Romanee-Conti. "Fabien, I can read!"
Everyone laughed at Fabian's embarrassing look.
Ivan said, "Come on, Fabian, you feel ashamed now? I was even more ashamed just now. I was despised by others!"
"Oh? I'd like to hear more about it!" Xiao Peng sat down and asked Ivan.
Ivan told everyone what had just happened at the door: "I never thought that my good intentions would lead to this result."
Fabian said, "Thank goodness this is the result, otherwise you wouldn't even be able to enter this door."
"Ah?" Ivan didn't understand what he meant, so Fabian told Ivan how Xiao Peng was kicked out of the cocktail party by Elizabeth.
"Xiao, what's the saying in your country? 'There must be something hateful about a pitiful person!'" Ivan said after hearing it.
Xiao Peng was stunned after hearing this: "How did you know this?"
Ivan smiled and said, "I'm learning Chinese culture! I have three Chinese tutors at home teaching my children."
Xiao Peng gave a thumbs-up. "A wise choice, but I just can't learn Russian." He pointed to his tongue. "My articulation isn't good enough for the flex sounds, but you said I could understand."
Ivan laughed and said, "It's okay. Lenin couldn't pronounce linguistic sounds. He couldn't even pronounce 'CCCP', but he still became a great leader."
The abbreviation of the former Soviet Union is 'CCCP', but these four letters are pronounced in Russian instead of English. If you don't know how to pronounce the linguistic sounds, you really can't pronounce these four letters. If you include the linguistic sounds, these four letters probably require more than ten syllables...
Ivan glanced at the rain outside the window. It was getting heavier just as he'd predicted. "Ah, I'm still brooding over the fact that I was disliked! No wonder this woman could do such a stupid thing. If Zuckerberg met her, she'd probably dislike him!"
Zuckerberg is a world-famous billionaire, but he is called the "poorest rich man" because he wears the same style of casual clothes most of the time.
Of course, if someone really believes this, then they are stupid. His casual clothes may look simple in style, but just one plaid shirt is equivalent to an average person's monthly income, and his whole cupboard is full of clothes of the same brand and style!
Xiao Peng laughed and said, "The key is 'poverty limits imagination.' The rich in the eyes of the poor are different from the lives of the rich themselves. I'm not kidding. When I was a child, I often worked on the farm in my hometown. At that time, I thought rich people were the kind who plowed the land with golden hoes. Later, when I grew up, I thought rich people were the kind who could eat meat every meal. Different people's perceptions naturally lead to different thoughts. Just like that silly woman, who thought she truly understood high society by spending every day with Godin. But she only saw the scenes of high society and didn't know what it was like outside."
Ivan said, "Yeah, that makes sense. I usually just wear workout clothes! How comfortable would that be?"
Xiao Peng laughed heartily, high-fived him, and pointed at Pascal, saying, "One time, we went to a nightclub and met a few girls. We were planning to go back and have a party, but they all ran off with Pascal. Ivan, can you guess why?"
Ivan hesitated and said, "Skin color? That shouldn't be the case. Girls there are all after money, right?"
"Don't think about skin color in everything. In fact, it's not like that." Xiao Peng said while pointing at Pascal. "This guy always carries small gifts like perfume in his car to pick up girls. Then when I was spraying perfume for a girl, she looked down on me. She said I was spraying perfume like I was spraying hairspray. It's obvious that I'm poor pretending to be rich! What the hell is this? I don't have any body odor and perfume is not a necessity for me. Why should I learn how to spray perfume elegantly? This is bullshit! Besides, other people are the ones who spray perfume on me!"
Xiao Peng became angrier as he spoke.
Men are always upset when women despise them! This has nothing to do with age. Wouldn't Ivan be indignant when Elizabeth despised him at his age?
Fabian raised his glass to lighten the mood. "Don't waste good wine. Cheers to those blind people who are just used to using their imagination to speculate about other people's lives."
After they finished drinking, Xiao Peng asked Ivan, "Ivan, why did you rush here this time?"
He was asking even though he knew the answer. Pascal had already said that Ivan was one of the four buyers who wanted the Cleopatra jewelry. He must have come for that set of jewelry.
But Ivan said, "Xiao, do you think I'm after that set of 'Cleopatra' jewelry? Well, I'm telling you, that's not the case."
"Huh?" Xiao Peng was stunned. "No? Then what are you doing this for?"
Ivan stretched out his hand to his 'assistant', and his 'assistant' took out a plastic waterproof briefcase from his briefcase, which contained a roll of sheepskin.
Ivan took the briefcase and looked around: "Xiao, can I talk to you alone?"
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