Chapter 500 Elevated Blood Pressure

Aiman gently opened the petals of a lily to make it more stretched. Then, Aiman looked back a little, looked carefully for a while, and then turned another tulip to the right.

Then Ayman stepped forward to the slender **, stepped back several times, put on a tasting posture, looked at it for half a minute, then stepped forward and dialed another tulip forward, and then turned around the table twice before he nodded satisfactorily and went to the other table that visited the pastry.

After working in the fashion industry for a long time, there is more or less obsessive-compulsive disorder and perfectionism. If you can't get these two problems, fashion will not be good.

Aiman has always been striving for excellence in banquets and never pretends to be with others. She is always worried about reading the banquet table arranged by the banquet manager from Europe.

Whether it is a table with champagne or a purely decorated flower basket, she has to walk through them one by one and look at them one by one before she can rest assured.

In such an afternoon, Aiman wore ten centimeters of high-heeled shoes, which was a little untenable. As for Su Cheng, she thought she had forgotten it at all.

"Your Highness, there is still half an hour left." Ayman's personal assistant, Els, is a tall and charming Belgian woman in a short skirt. Although the file board in her arms pressed her chest into a wavy mark, the more so, the more it attracted the attention of the waiter.

Of course, the most conspicuous woman on the scene is always Ayman. She is taller, her S-shaped figure is more enchanting, and the supermodel's 45-inch long legs are absolutely amazing world-class existence. Without mentioning her prominent family background and exotic customs, this snow-white long leg alone can give her a firm foothold in the European fashion industry.

On the other hand, the nearly 1.9 meters of strength also makes Princess Ayman's deterrent. Coupled with nearly vertical stiletto heels, Princess Ayman stands out of the crowd. Among the dozens of people present, there is no one who can look at her.

Looking at the door of the villa, Aiman looked back at the side door and asked, "How is the layout over there?"

The villa over there is naturally the villa where Su City lives.

The Belgian girl smiled naturally and looked up and said, "It's all arranged, but according to Spencer, although the other party did not stop them, they were not very happy. The group is currently in the villa. I don't know what kind of action will take. He is worried that the other party will prevent the guests from entering after the banquet."

"Hmm." Aiman did not answer immediately, but stretched out his hand.

Els was familiar with her habits and immediately gave her a stack of photos.

The photo was just taken and washed out urgently. It is the banquet arrangement of the villa next door. Shooting from at least 6 angles can see every detail clearly.

Aiman is not good to come to the scene in person, so he uses this method to review. She looked very seriously. After a while, she picked out more than a dozen unsatisfactory photos, handed them to Els, and said, "Don't worry about the Chinese businessman. You asked the police to do their work. Is Wedley here?"

"On the way, I'll be there in 5 minutes."

"There are guests who arrive early. Please ask them to rest in the villa first, and then wait for 10 minutes. When both sides are arranged, they will open the door to welcome the guests." Ayman clapped his hands, looked at the mirror on the champagne table, tidyed up his appearance, and went to the gate to meet Wedley.

Wedley was her earliest British friend and introduced Ayman to the middleman in the European fashion industry. A few years later, I didn't expect Weedry to get a position in the Caspian Sea region. Ayman turned to the favor and introduced Wedley to the Central Asian circle.

For Her Royal Highness, this is the easiest thing to do. However, in order for Wedley to immediately enter the business circle in the Caspian Sea region, especially the business circle composed of foreign businessmen, Ayman still took a lot of effort, especially the list of guests, which was drawn up as early as two months ago. This quantity should not be too much, which will show that the banquet qualification is not valuable, and the number cannot be too small. It is not only impossible to achieve the effect, but also easy to offend people.

Aiman himself is quite satisfied with the final guest list. She asked people to pay attention to a few important guests, so she went to the door to wait for Wedley, watched a Lincoln appear from afar, and happily bent forward to open the door in person.

From the perspective of the princess, this is beyond the scope of formal etiquette.

Wedley also smiled happily. This is a British man in his 40s. His face is cleaner than that of ceramic tiles. He is not tall, but he wears a straight striped suit, which is quite elegant.

He touched Aman's face with his cheek and smiled in English, "I should have prepared the banquet by myself, but this time I'm really sorry to trouble you..."

"With the help of Spinser, the work is much easier." Aiman smiled. She really likes this British housekeeper. He not only has face, but also is easy to use.

Wedley laughed and said, "If you like, I'll talk to Spanther and ask him to be your personal housekeeper."

"That would be great." Ayman said as he led the way.

Wedley looked around, went inside, saw the villa on the side, and asked with a smile, "How is Su Dong of Dahua Industry?"

"Don't say a word, like a fool, Spinser has occupied his swimming pool, and the tables and chairs are neatly arranged... Come by the way, he also called the police, but the police are now helping me maintain order." Aiman is very disdainful. Men in the fashion industry are soft, but women in the fashion industry are often tough. She has been in Europe for several years. Even if she is shrouded by the princess's aura, she will inevitably encounter all kinds of things. She doesn't look down on Sucheng, which seems to be spitting at all.

Weidley said solemnly, "Dahua Industry is a very aggressive company, which is not like the style of that Chinese."

"Maybe it's just good in other countries." Ayman still vaguely has the feelings of the Great Soviet Union. Her best girlhood was still a hot member of the Communist Youth League.

Weidley is familiar with Ayman's character and does not argue. He said with a smile, "Maybe he doesn't want to conflict with you. If that's the case, you don't have to give him face. When the guests come, find someone to quietly publicize it, and let everyone know that an enterprise like Dahua Industry is They are just weak mice, and they don't even dare to fight for their legitimate interests..."

Having said that, Wedley still has a little regret. He prefers that Sucheng and Ayman quarrel in front of a group of Central Asian heavyweights. In that case, Nazarbayev will consider checks and balances even if he wants to support Sucheng again.

If the most ideal situation happens, BP will have a better chance to go deep into the Caspian oil circle. Wedley is very willing for BP to act as a balance stone for Kazakhstan.

A China-Kazakhstan oil pipeline has attracted countless jealous eyes. Even if it is known that Kazakhstan will pass through more oil pipelines, the order and time itself represent hundreds of millions of dollars.

BP value the oil pipeline to Turkey, but there are many countries and companies competing with it. Wedley was appointed because the board of directors wanted to borrow his personal relationship with Ayman.

In such a project, everything is taken for granted. Weidri then said, "I heard that Dahua Industry has established a lot of relations in Kazakhstan. Both the Minister of Finance and the Minister of the Interior have had dinner with Sucheng, and the Azerbaijani government has also been penetrated by them. Go, you'd better not have a head-on conflict with him.

This sentence sounds like persuasion, but as far as Wedley knows, Princess Ayman is not tolerated.

Aiman is even less likely to be afraid of the slave-like Minister of Finance and the Minister of the Interior. She turned around carelessly and said, "I believe that the Minister of Finance and the Minister of the Interior of the country will not be so confused. By the way, Els."

Els came in response, as if she was always floating left and right.

"Mr. Wedley, tell Els what you want to do." Ayman doesn't care whether Wedley wants to use herself or not. She originally wanted to return the favor to others. Despite this, she is not very willing to participate in the struggle for power.

Therefore, Ayman gave the order and said, "I don't like dealing with oil companies. If it weren't for my father's development of the oil industry, I would prefer to work in the textile industry in Kazakhstan, which can solve the work of many people."

Ayman's words made Wedley a little embarrassed. Fortunately, she quickly changed her mind and said, "If there must be oil companies to develop oil in Kazakhstan, I think enterprises in developed countries will always care more about the environment, right?"

"Of course." Wedley smiled with sincerity.

The British who was traveling with Wedley rolled his eyelids and was speechless about Ayman's words: with the industrial level of Kazakhstan, the development of light industry is not what it is. If it hadn't been for the countless enterprises mining oil here, this Central Asian country would have collapsed like other members of the Soviet Union.

Wedley ordered Els in a few words, and it was time for the banquet.

Private party is Ayman's favorite thing. In Europe, she holds a party when she is happy, a party when she is unhappy, a party when she is bored, a party when she is nervous, and even sometimes when she is not at home, she still holds a part. Y.

Looking at the time, Ayman didn't care about anything else and quickly walked to the door. She wanted to welcome the first group of guests.

The flower basket array in front of the gate of the villa was carefully removed. The unfolding of a roll of red carpet, coupled with the slightly dim yellow light, has become the most basic welcome state.

At the same time, the door of the next villa also opened, and a roll of red carpet was thrown out. Two strings of colorful lights are set up, and two bright white lights are added, but they look more like the main door of the banquet.

Aiman, who was adjusting his smile, frowned and said, "What's wrong with Spanger? Go and let him put away the red carpet and lights. The door will not be opened until an hour after the banquet starts, otherwise who knows which party will be held."

Els floated over like a ghost, promised, and disappeared into the dark.

After a while, Els floated back with a strange look, as if she had seen a ghost, and said, "There are dozens of people in the villa over there, saying that they have come to the banquet of Dahua Industry."

"I saw it." Aiman's face was cold, and he only felt that the main door of the villa he was decorated had not been seen, which was very unpleasant.

As he spoke, another Buick stopped in front of him. A man and a woman came out laughing. Seeing Aiman, he was obviously stunned and asked in surprise, "Is it possible that Her Royal Highness and Chinese enterprises held a banquet together?"

In a word, Aiman's blood soared to 1.9 meters.

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