Reborn Wealth America

The City of Angels under the night is brilliantly illuminated. Although it does not have the feeling of row upon row of high-rise buildings in New York, the lights on Beverly Hills still declare the prosperous city.

Abel was driving a red Ferrari F12 alone, walking on Beverly Hills.

He didn't bring his female companion to the party, and Phila was still unable to accompany him to the party in his heart.

At this time, Fera was just a good vase worth collecting and admiring in his eyes.

If it were not for the guidance of the smoke of fate, if he was to treat the girl well, the reward would still be three treasures.

Fera would have a lower status in the eyes of this scumbag.

Now Phila is in his heart, it's just above her, the lover is not full.

Poor Ukrainian girl, obediently and foolishly waiting for him in the hotel every day, without knowing what the scumbag thinks.

Today is special, it is Abel's birthday, and I said to Phila that he himself wants to return to the hotel later.

Then after leaving the company, a man drove a Ferrari alone and wandered between the Bay Area and Los Angeles. The time was almost up. That lonely mentality was also worn away by the spectacular night scenes of Los Angeles and the Bay Area.

Then, according to the address on the invitation letter, I found Beverly Hills, and according to the address, I came to a brightly lit Mid-Levels villa.

The door of the villa is very low-key, still open at the moment, just a few bodyguards standing.

From time to time, he drove into a luxury car, and after showing the invitation letter, the bodyguards politely let people in.

Abel followed, showed the invitation, and drove into the villa.

From the gate, the villa cannot see the luxury inside, it is very low-key.

But as soon as you pass the gate, although it is night, the whole villa is brightly lit, and the scenery in front of you gives people a feeling of sudden enlightenment.

This is not so much a villa, as it is actually a very large manor.

Abel glanced roughly, and estimated in his mind that this manor house occupies at least 10 acres.

It is possible to have such a luxurious and huge villa on Beverly Hills, although it is not the most important place.

But the owner must be very rich.

The value of this villa alone should exceed 200 million US dollars.

Thinking this way, Abel came to the front of the manor house.

There are also several bodyguards here, constantly receiving invitations from guests, checking them again, and politely taking over the guests’ keys, helping guests to park their luxury cars into the parking lot.

Abel did the same again, handing over the key to the bodyguard, following the crowd, towards the villa complex.

After a few steps, he saw Rana Pichai standing by the road.

Rana Pichai also saw him, as if waiting for him, and greeted him with a smile on his face.

"BOSS, here you are."

"Yes. Are you waiting for me?"

"Ok."

"Well, I'm already here. Take me in and see."

The two walked into the villa low-key.

The party of the party has already begun. The center of the party is in the backyard of the villa, around a large outdoor swimming pool, and several terraces.

The party scene was beautifully arranged and brightly lit.

Participants were all dressed in formal dresses, men's suits and leather shoes, women's long elegant skirts, and they took a sip with champagne or red wine or foreign wine in their hands.

Then either dignified, or serious, or smiling, or reservedly chatting with two or three friends around him.

Occasionally talk about happy things, and then smile with restraint. If it is a lady, she will use her hands with gauze gloves to cover her mouth with a light smile.

Abel's eyes looked around.

Passing the red wine on the tray of a waiter passing by, chuckled and came to a corner with Rana.

The performance was very qualified along the way, except for the somewhat outdated casual clothes, which are not in line with here.

But the good posture and elegant expression, as well as the handsome face and the upright figure so many bonus points, cover all this.

Only occasionally chatting with Rana, drinking in the corner, still attracted the attention of many ladies and ladies in the venue.

All this was attributed to the original memory fragments of Abel-Sefrosa, as if he had been very used to this kind of occasion, everything was done at his fingertips, and there was no strange feeling at all.

Before that, before crossing, he had never participated in such a high-end wine.

Just watched it in Hollywood movies.

But everything is so natural.

Drinking good-tasting red wine, chatted with Rana.

More than ten minutes passed.

Rana couldn't help saying: "Boss, I'll go find the host of the party. He probably doesn't know that you have arrived."

"What does it matter? Haven't we already come anyway, just come."

"but……"

Rana Pichai hesitated.

He knew that his boss had become the focus of Sand Dune Road after the Blue Star Future Conference.

What's more, even if there is no Blue Star Future, with the boss's ability to ask for miracles in the foreign exchange market and the stock market, in such a party, it is definitely the existence of Zhongxing Pengyue.

But now, it may be the reason for not understanding, or it may be the reason for the boss's clothes. Except for some ladies and ladies, few people pay attention to the boss.

Worrying about your boss and feeling left out will affect your boss's perception of yourself.

Rana decided: "I'd better go find him."

"casual."

Abel doesn't care about Tao.

Rana convicted and left.

When he left, the eyes of some ladies and ladies in the party lit up.

If you are near here, if you don't.

Abel’s face is light and the clouds are light, and his eyes are calm. In fact, his heart and the corners of his eyes have been judging the beauty and figure of the women inside.

"The one by the pool, in a red dress. He has a nice figure and a nice haircut! He has a familiar face!"

"The pillar one, the face looks good, and the figure is okay, hey... why is it a bit like a Hollywood star?"

"The one on the grass is not bad too! Hey, isn't that so and so, who has acted in Marvel movies?"

So hard to choose!

How to do?

Hmm...choose the big one!

"Well, this is at least D. That's it!"

"Wow! This may be E! Choose her, choose her, choose her!"

"Wait a minute, the one next to it is bigger, this is definitely the legendary G! Just her."

Just when Abel chose his prey and wanted to try something out at the party, is it true that the Americans are as easy to onenight as the Chinese think.

A black-haired girl came straight to him.

"Hello, is it Mr. Abel-Sefrosa?"

"Ok?"

Abel was taken aback.

Looking at the young girl full of exotic customs in front of her, she subconsciously said: "Yes. I am."

"Hello! My name is Ajiali, and my father asked me to invite you over."

"Your father?"

"My father's name is Vivek Ranadave and he is the initiator of this party."