Yang Bo looked at Feng Jia, "VC?"

Feng Jia nodded, "The real economy of the Hong Kong government has long since lost its survival ground. Our family has always been engaged in traditional industries. Although we have taken advantage of the mainland, we have made a lot of developments in the past two years, but in the future it will definitely be

In the era of high technology, only the knowledge economy will not be eliminated, and we must keep pace with the times!"

"That's not a bad thing to say, but venture capital pays great attention to vision. Maybe if you invest in one project, you can make a huge profit, which is a good thing." Yang Bo said.

Yang Bo has also thought about venture capital, but he knows very well that if he bites off more than he can chew, it is better to work hard in the industry he is familiar with and collect in the prosperous times. In the future, the value of jade and cultural relics will inevitably be further improved.

Although the two hadn't seen each other for a long time, they had a lot in common when they actually chatted.

However, before the two of them chatted for too long, they saw Luo Yaohua walking back with a girl in his arms.

"Come on, Kelly, say hello to them!" The girl in Luo Yaohua's arms has black hair, blue eyes, and beautiful appearance. She looks like a mixed race.

Kelly smiled at Yang Bo and the two of them, "Hi, hello!"

With a smile on his face, Feng Jia replied to the other party: "Hello!"

Yang Bo nodded and looked towards Luo Yaohua, his face was full of pride when he saw him.

"I took her upstairs!" Luo Yaohua said.

Yang Bo nodded, "You go ahead!"

Luo Yaohua left with Kelly. Looking at their leaving figures, Feng Jia smiled and said, "You have good taste. Do you want to go over and give it a try?"

Yang Bo shook his head and said, "Forget it, let's go to the dance party upstairs to see what's going on today?"

Feng Jia lowered his head and looked at his watch, "It's almost there, there is a performance upstairs, it's a Korean girl group."

Yang Bo nodded. There is nothing to do while sitting here. It is better to go up and watch the performance. The dance of the Korean girl group is still very beautiful.

The two of them had just taken two steps when two girls caught up with them. The two girls were thinly dressed and brightly dressed, with slightly wet hair. One was in her mid-twenties, and the other looked to be less than twenty.

The older girl stopped the two of them and asked, "Do you two gentlemen lack a dance partner?"

Yang Bo shook his head and was about to refuse, but Feng Jia smiled and said: "Okay!"

Feng Jia agreed, and Yang Bo couldn't say much.

The older girl quickly smiled and said: "You can call me Qianqian, she is Orange."

This should be their stage name. Since it was just a joke, there was no need to get to the bottom of it. Yang Bo and Luo Yaohua each said their last names. Qianqian naturally rushed to stand next to Feng Jia. She seemed to have known Feng Jia for a long time.

, and learned his identity.

Orange looked a little shy. She glanced at Yang Bo and stood beside him without speaking.

Yang Bo didn't pay attention, and then walked up. Orange's hair was wet, and Yang Bo seemed to be able to smell the fragrance of shampoo.

The group of people arrived upstairs, turned a slight corner, and entered the dance venue.

There is soft music in my ears. Everyone here is wearing a suit and leather shoes, and the ladies are wearing elegant evening dresses. It is easy to distinguish which girl is coming up from downstairs, because coming up from downstairs, it is inevitable

I don’t have time to put on heavy makeup, so I mostly wear plain makeup, which makes my complexion look a little different.

Moreover, many girls stayed away from the beauties coming up from downstairs, because there were two distinct groups on the scene, one group was the ladies of the society, and the other group was the beauty contestants!

Feng Jia was naturally at ease when it came to such an occasion. He greeted Yang Bo and then walked forward with Qianqian to greet his friend.

Yang Bo didn't pay attention. He stood in the corner with red wine and looked for something to eat. Because he was pulled over directly by Luo Yaohua, he didn't even eat anything and was already a little hungry.

Orange looked at Yang Bo eating and couldn't help but be a little surprised, "Didn't you eat?"

Yang Bo glanced at Orange. Orange looked very young, and her porcelain doll-like face was very attractive. She looked over with curiosity on her face, her brows furrowed. She didn't look gorgeous, but she had a unique charm.

Yang Bo smiled and nodded, "No, I haven't had time to eat yet!"

Orange looked at Yang Bo, "I heard that generally well-educated people will fill their stomachs before the dance, because the food at the dance is just a decoration!"

Yang Bo looked at Orange and said nothing.

Only then did Orange wake up and said quickly: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I didn't mean it like that, I just wanted to say..."

Orange wanted to explain clearly, but couldn't. Her face turned red, "I want to say that this is all what I heard. After all, I have never participated in such a formal dance before..."

Orange's voice gradually became quieter, and Yang Bo couldn't help but smile, "You are much better than me. I just followed Feng Jia in to have a meal, and I just finished dinner."

Yang Bo smiled, "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"

Orange shook her head quickly, "I can't eat. I want to become a Hong Kong sister. If the paparazzi takes a photo of me eating and looking ugly, I will definitely not be able to choose a Hong Kong sister later, so I won't be able to stand up."

"Turn over? Are you working now, or are you still in school?" Yang Bo asked.

Orange looked at the food on the table and swallowed, "I have been working for a long time. My mother has a heart disease. My father was in a car accident and his legs were amputated. I have younger brothers and sisters. Where can I read this?

Do you have to go down?"

Yang Bo looked at the orange and realized that this little girl was not as shy as she looked. She was just very good at disguising, making it difficult for people to see clearly at first glance. She grew up in this kind of family background and thought about making money every day to survive.

How can a girl be completely innocent?

Then, Orange suddenly raised his head and looked at Yang Bo, "Mr. Yang, I really have no choice but to become Miss Hong Kong. You and Mr. Feng have such a good relationship, can you give me a nice word?"

Yang Bo looked at Orange and said, "Oh? Can I give you a nice word? As far as I know, Feng Jia doesn't seem to have decision-making power in the selection of Miss Hong Kong, right? Even if I give you a nice word, it's of no use!"

Orange still said: "Mr. Feng has great magical powers, he must be capable. A smart person like Qianqian is willing to betray him, he must be able to do it!"

Yang Bo took a look and saw Feng Jia walking among the crowd, chatting with many people. He couldn't help but smile, "Okay, I'll give you a nice word later."

"Thank you very much, Mr. Yang. I can grant you any request... except that, well, except that!" Orange nodded solemnly.
Chapter completed!