Chapter 159 The Beginning of the Fall

When Fang Hexuan was preparing to show off and tell his legendary deeds, it was almost 5:30 in the afternoon.

It was almost time for dinner, so he simply invited Bellucci and Mario to dine at the best restaurant in town.

The hotel where this restaurant is located is where they stayed after arriving in Castello.

As for why we had to invite Mario, this old light bulb, there was nothing we could do about it.

Inviting a girl to dinner when you first meet her, this is not the future, even Italian women will not agree easily.

Letting Mario join in can not only reassure the players, but also avoid embarrassment.

Although the hotel's restaurant is not of top Michelin standard, the taste and texture of its French cuisine are remarkable.

Old Ma was very excited. He could brag about being invited to dinner by such a legendary rich man. He could use it to brag to his neighbors for the rest of his life.

The actress was not very excited. She came from a middle-class wealthy family and had eaten authentic French food when she traveled to France with her parents.

She was now only interested in the story of the man in front of her, which was much more interesting than the fairy tales and interesting adventure stories she had read since she was a child.

The group was about to leave for the hotel, but Lao Ma took out a camera from the store with a licking face.

Fang Hexuan immediately understood his intention and nodded in agreement with a smile.

Originally, Bellucci wanted to take a photo of Fang Hexuan and Mario.

But Lao Ma was a very smart man, he knew Fang Hexuan came for Monica.

So they pulled Bellucci between the two of them and asked Xu Guohua, the captain of the bodyguards, to be the photographer.

Thus, a group photo taken in 1981 has been hung on the wall of honor of this cafe ever since.

Even after Mario died, the group photo was still preserved after his son took over the cafe.

Nonsense, the two handsome and beautiful young people in the photo, a man and a woman, are already famous all over the world.

Many tourists who visit Città di Castello, including people from the mainland, come to this cafe specifically to check in and take photos with it.

After all, later on, the story of the world's richest man (with many titles) and the sexy beauty meeting at the most beautiful age was fantasized by many people as a romantic past.

The camera made a "click" sound, and Xu Guohua thought the job was done. He was about to return the camera to Lao Ma, but Lao Ma asked him to take a few more pictures to be on the safe side.

Xu Guohua was speechless. He was the number one bodyguard of the richest man in Hong Kong. When did he become a part-time photographer?
After the three of them took the group photo, Lao Ma took a few more photos with Fang Hexuan with a licking face.

This is not the end. After taking the photos, Lao Ma took out a pen and an autograph book from the store, hoping that Fang Hexuan would leave his name.

Mr. Fang was helpless. If it weren't for the bubble ball flower, he really wanted to beat this old guy to death. He was too meddling.

Everything was done, and Mario quickly closed the door of the cafe with a smile.

Dinner was eaten while we chatted, but no one felt awkward or strange.

Even for French cuisine, the rules of Western cuisine are not rigid and fixed.

Only the petty bourgeoisie in the mainland in later generations would regard the old-fashioned Western dining etiquette as their guiding principle.

Foreigners are also very flexible in different situations.

For example, when you are having a party with friends, even if you are having a big meal, no one will laugh at you if you hold the knife in your left hand and fork in your right hand. You can do whatever you want.

Therefore, the French dinner for three people is also very casual and relaxed.

"So, you, your mother, and your sister were kicked out of the family because of a family dispute over inheritance?"

After hearing the beginning, Bellucci immediately grasped the key point of the story.

"Well, Ms. Bellucci, you are very smart."

"Thank you, but it's nothing. In Italy, there are too many stories of people turning against each other over family property."

"However, I am surprised that the laws of the Hong Kong government did not bring justice to your family of three." "Haha, that was in the early 1960s, and the Hong Kong government at that time was far from being clean, so I can understand."

"Ha, isn't it just government corruption?"

"Let's not talk about this. I'll continue talking and you guys continue listening."

"Wait, you said you were put in prison before you were 18, and that delayed your college entrance exam?"

"Ah."

"It's too much, it's unbelievable. I've seen it for nearly 20 years, and Hong Kong's laws haven't gotten any better."

"Ms. Bellucci, do you really believe that the law can uphold justice and protect the kind and the weak?"

"Of course, I certainly believe that, and that's why I aspire to become a lawyer."

"Haha, lawyers just act according to the law, but if the law itself has problems, or even if the legislator himself has selfish motives, do you think being a lawyer can change all the injustices in the world?"

".But"

"Ms. Bellucci, you are still young and your understanding of this world is too superficial."

"Humph, you sound like you're my grandfather. You're only four years older than me. Why are you pretending to be so mature?"

"cough cough"

Mario, who was eating and listening at the same time, couldn't help getting excited when he heard Monica's complaints, and accidentally stuck the foie gras he was chewing into his throat.

Embarrassed, he quickly picked up the mountain spring water next to him to clean his mouth and drank it so that he could swallow the food completely.

"This Monica is so blunt."

Mario thought to himself as he drank some water.

Bellucci rolled her eyes at Mario, blaming him for interrupting her speech.

"It's okay, I'll continue telling the story."

"Are you so sure that gold will rise?"

"Ms. Bellucci, I have just analyzed that the impact of the Iranian Islamic Revolution is not independent. Its subsequent series of actions will have a significant negative impact on the world economy."

"I understand the international situation and basic economic knowledge. Why wouldn't I dare to gamble?"

"So, essentially you're just a crazy gambler, am I right?"

"Ms. Bellucci, if I am a gambler, then aren't you one too?"

"What do you mean?"

"Think about it. You aspire to be a lawyer, but I don't see in you the qualities that a lawyer needs, such as rationality, objectivity, and careful logical thinking ability."

"To put it bluntly, even if you study law in college, you will never become a famous lawyer who upholds justice in the future."

"Your strong point is not in this profession, but you don't know it. Maybe you know it, but you just don't want to give it up, so you want to give it a try. Isn't this also a gamble?"

"Huh, you sound like you know me very well."

Looking at the angry words of the little girl, Fang Hexuan smiled slightly and looked at Mario next to him.

Lao Ma lowered his head to eat guiltily, not daring to look Monica in the eye.

How could Bellucci not understand that it must be Uncle Mario who sold her out completely.

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