A long dining table that is enough to sit for thirty or forty people. Each seat has a nameplate on the table. Everyone checks and understands the position they want to sit before the dinner begins. This is the routine of international dinner parties. Of course, when there are fewer people, you naturally have to follow the owner's arrangements.

As the host of the dinner, Wendy Murdoch naturally sat in the chief seat, and said softly to the guests on both sides with a smile: "Please sit."

Then Andy and the men present helped the female companions or the ladies around him push chairs. He and Ivana sat opposite Abu and Dasha. The Rabbit culture regards the left as the most respected, but international norms regard the right as the most respected. After all, this set of things is Western rules. The VIPs tonight are Abu and Dasha, so they both sat on the right side close to the head of Wendi Murdoch's right.

The dishes at the banquet are very rich, mainly Western cuisine, supplemented by unique Chinese cuisine.

After serving the dishes, Wendi Murdoch signaled and the guests started to eat.

To be honest, Andy really doesn't like to attend such dinners. In order to maintain his demeanor, he needs to go through the gentlemanly etiquette step by step. It's very troublesome. If there are shrimps, you still need to remove the shells from the knife and fork. Unless you signal the owner, you can use your hands to solve the shell dishes such as lobsters. It's quite cumbersome. Cut the knife and fork, put down the knife and insert the food with the fork. Damn it, it's like taking off your pants and farting...

After the main course came, Wendi Murdoch began to speak, which generally meant to welcome Abu and Dasha, thank you for your visit, and be happy and proud of this circle of friends.

When she finished speaking, everyone stood up and raised their glasses to celebrate.

After everyone sat down, they were tasting the main course. They could eat and chat with friends on both sides of the side of their side. They avoided talking about politics, vulgar jokes and the value of items at the table. The most commonly used opening remarks were the weather, which was boring but completely unsuccessful. Well, fortunately Andy had no outsiders around him, so it didn't need to be so embarrassing.

After the main course, there was a short period of time after dinner. Everyone gathered at a certain location to speak freely. Andy might have been excited to see the goddesses. He hugged Ivana's waist and said various humorous topics, showing off his erudition a little, making the atmosphere more lively and cheerful.

The final show is social dance. First, the hostess Wendi invited Abu to dance. Although Wendi's eyes stayed on Andy for a long time, she could not put the cart before the horse. She was originally a dinner to welcome Abu and Dasha.

To be honest, Andy really couldn't accept Wendy Murdoch's appearance, and this woman was too ambitious and had been tinkering with News Group's share distribution issues since she married Murdoch.

No one knows whether the old man Rupert Murdoch liked her, had rich experience or something else, anyway Andy couldn't figure out why.

As for why British Prime Minister Blair or the rumored *** is willing to sleep with her, it should be because of the halo bonus of famous women and the revenge that Rupert Murdoch uses the media power in his hands all day long. Some people feel particularly exciting when they steal this and that.

Andy knew that as long as he wanted, he could really touch her with a hooked finger. Unfortunately, Andy would not be wronged. He cared very much about appearance. Besides, he had so many women to sleep with, how could he offend an old monster like Rupert because of a woman he looked down on. This is a deal that could be lost to death, which is really not worth it.

There is not so much attention to private banquets. Even if Ivana is wearing wide-legged pants, it doesn’t matter, and she is very elegant when dancing.

Andy once said that Paris had a very stiff body when dancing, but to put it bluntly, she didn't know how to do it. She even asked someone to teach him and gave him some bad things.

Andy led and Ivana followed, and the force and reaction between the two were generated. The small dance floor surrounded by four eyes and danced with the music. This was a kind of sticky play and enjoyment.

Andy leaned forward, put one hand around Ivana's waist and the other hand around her back. Ivana's long tui lunges were tilted back, and her long golden hair was hanging down.

The tacit cooperation between the two made everyone smile and applaud with envy. Andy took Ivana's hand, gave a bowing ceremony, and then walked out of the dance hall. This kind of thing is just enough. The key is that no one left first, and the end of this dinner will be decided, and it is also common until midnight.

After drinking a cocktail, Andy felt a little bit more drinking tonight and felt a little dizzy. Although only a little bit, he also asked the waiter to change the cocktail to mineral water.

I originally wanted to see if anyone left, but he also had an excuse to take Ivana away. I don’t know what time the group of people will play.

Uncle Wolf Hugh Jackman, who had been chatting for a while, came to invite Ivana to dance. Ivana smiled and happily walked into the dance hall with Uncle Wolf.

To be honest with Andy, she has no good impression of social dance. This kind of dance requires a great understanding because of the combination of men and women. The dance partners cannot be changed frequently. Over time, it is extremely easy to spark.

In ancient Europe, the princes and nobles liked this kind of dance the most, and another name was also called "Jiaopei Dance". In ancient Europe, there were countless various extramarital society, which was created because of this kind of dance.

How did the famous Russian poet Pushkin die? It was because his wife went to dance and got along with a "jun second generation", so Pushkin couldn't bear the humiliation and duel with the "jun second generation", and Pushkin was beaten to death!

Of course, Andy didn't deny this kind of dance, but this kind of dance is sometimes really a troublemaker.

After Andy finished a glass of water, he saw Monica Beluch standing with the fashion devil Anna Wintour, holding a wine glass and chatting about something, and never watched her dance.

Putting down the water cup, Andy walked over and greeted the two of them with a smile.

He stretched out his hand, owed slightly, and said with a charming smile: "Can I invite my idol to dance a dance?"

Anna Wintour and Monica couldn't help but chuckled. Monica's beautiful eyes flashed with playful colors. Of course, only she knew why, but she did not hesitate. She put down the wine glass and stretched out her white little hand on Andy's hand. Her extremely delicate and fair face said in Italian with a faint smile: "Of course, who would refuse your invitation..."

Andy smiled and straightened her body, and said apologetically to Anna Wintour, "Sorry, I'm missing."

On the dance floor, Andy gently hugged Monica's Fengni's waist, gently holding her little hand, which made her more relaxed and comfortable. Andy also maintained a very gentlemanly demeanor.

But Monica Beluchi is definitely the kind of feeling that a man can't control himself. (Damn, there are too many blocked words, and it's useless!) When Andy looked at her, he thought of crime.

The beautiful and exquisite face, the extremely beautiful red face, the looming mountains and ravines, are full of charm everywhere.

"You keep staring at me like this is not only rude, but also very dangerous!" Monica said softly in Italian with a bright and charming smile on her face.

"Malena, every step you take will exude irresistible and fatal confusion! Monica, you have a dizzy feeling, that, before you even come back to your senses, the lake water in your heart has been rippled. I have to say that no matter what age you are, all your imagination of the dreamer is realized at this moment." Andy led Monica who followed her dance steps, still looking at the other person's smiling face, and talking about her sincere feelings.

"Beauty can only help you for 5 minutes. It will arouse others' curiosity, but after that, there will be nothing..." Monica's lips raised, and a bright light flashed in her eyes. She said with a smile: "I confirm that you are my movie fan, not polite and perfunctory. I feel very minus the eyes of men looking at me. You don't have the greed that I particularly hate when staring at me like animals, even if I am considered an enlightenment teacher for many people..."

"I only admire beauty. You are the only dreamer in my teenage years. I don't deny it. So, can the goddess tell me your phone number?"

"Hehe, this is not a good idea..."

"I thought we were friends in addition to being a relationship between celebrities and movie fans. Why, isn't we?"

"Gee..." Monica chuckled, with an extremely playful look in her eyes. She looked at Andy. After knowing that the other party understood, she said, "We won't be friends..."

Andy was a little disappointed, but soon he heard the string of numbers in the photo of the man who spoke. The corners of his mouth raised and whispered: "Why?"

"Hehe, I did not read the wrong person. You are really a dishonest big boy. You know, you have passed the line and are almost missing your girlfriend with me..."

Andy was a little embarrassed by Monica's teasing tone and the banter on her pretty face, but she quickly fought back: "The beauty that is so eroded in the heart lies in the unique self-temperature between the eyebrows and eyes. Men around the world praised you as being controllable.

Well, the so-called stunner is not enough to be beautiful. It also needs to have an indescribable temperament. Under this temperament, every move makes men fall in love with them and women are jealous of them."

Andy's words made Monica's smile brighter, and she chuckled softly: "Okay, big boy, I am indeed worthy of your title of genius writer. I am very grateful for your praise and flattery. This made my mood extremely pleasant and charming and did not fade with time."

"Of course! Time will not stay with you!"

"Hehe, your mouth is so sweet, it's a pity..."

The music stopped, and the conversation between Andy and Monica ended here. She walked out of the dance hall gracefully. Andy bowed to thank Monica, who was still smiling on her face, and then turned around and walked back to Ivana, hugged her girlfriend, and whispered something in her ear, making Ivana shiver with a giggle.

"Your movie fan is very powerful." Anna smiled and handed Monica a glass of red wine.

"Haha, very interesting big boy." Monica just chuckled and didn't make any comments.

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