Ye Wei and eleven or two notes shot at Dina with a chilling look...

Dina covered her mouth and laughed, and gave the ice milk to them. Ye Wei laughed and scolded, "Sister Dina, if the slave's money is low, I will ask you to settle the bill!"

"Why deposit the National Bank?" Mo Ju couldn't help but ask curiously.

Dina smirked, Ye Wei stared at her, she smiled generously.

This is actually not a secret. Ye Wei and Eleven have a very weird hobby and like to save money. After all, investing in Xiami, the risk is too high, and their money is enough to live a few more lives, no matter how luxurious you are. They can’t spend it, so they don’t need too much investment, they store the money in the bank, and when they get old, they can’t move, or they get tired of the killer’s life, they can live freely with the money, and the bank that saves money is also very good. Picked, because banks, some banks will fail, so there is nothing safer than the existence of the National Bank. As long as the country does not fail, the bank will not fail. This is the conclusion of Ye Wei and Eleven.

The two of them are considered to be the cash flow of the first terrorist organization. When Chu Li and Jason are short of cash, they usually ask for them and then return them.

Mo Ju secretly, since it is deposited in a bank, it is easy to handle, he wants to know how rich the two are, check back their account to know, this is too simple, for a top computer hacker , Just move your finger.

Ye Wei knew Mo Ju's expression and knew what he wanted. He laughed twice, knocked the table with mahjong, and smiled, "Mo Ju Mei, are you sure you can find the slave's account?"

It's not that Ye Wei's name was saved, otherwise Mr. Brown had sealed her, and it was his turn to check.

"What do I do with your account?" Mo Ju asked in a daze, blaming him.

Ye Wei grunted and didn't speak.

Eleven: "Stomach is a little hungry, Weiwei, are you hungry?"

"A bit."

Dina smiled and said, "I'll let you cook supper for you, what do you want to eat?"

Eleven thought for a while, "Anyway Mo Mo won the money, Dina, call them to go out for supper together, Mo Mo treats guests."

Ye Wei laughed, "Good idea, just do it! I want to eat Riyadh's stir-fried noodles, the one from Teresa."

Dina smiled. "Okay, I'll get someone to prepare a car."

Mo Ju, "..."

He treats guests, who is the host?

Riyadh Palace.

The dinner was held in the open-air reception square of the Riyadh Palace. The Arab nobles, the royal family, two princes from the r country, and the foreign envoys and royal personnel of several small countries nearby were present.

The venue was luxuriously decorated. Arab nobles wore traditional costumes, white robes and hijabs, while unmarried women mostly wore green or pink hijab, wrapped only to reveal a pair of eyes, and ladies were mostly wearing white or black round The cap, the veil hung down, and the face was covered, and almost no obvious jewelry was seen, which was very different from the pearlescent charm in the dinners of other countries.

This is the traditional dress of Saudi Arabia, especially in such important occasions, we should pay attention to manners.

Bai Ye secretly, fortunately, he is not an Arab woman, although he has accepted this kind of custom early, and he respects it, but it is very difficult to do, Ye Wei also played once, and can not stand it in less than an hour. The bag was airtight until the next time, causing her to sweat, and she lost it decisively after a while.

So she said that she admires women in the Middle East very much.

Guests from other countries did not wear the traditional costumes of the Arab countries. Most of them were men's formal wear and women's evening dresses, but there were not many other decorations on the body, which looked simple and elegant.

Suman naturally wears traditional Arabic clothes, and Bai Ye has long been accustomed to his dress, and Suman is very suitable for wearing white clothes. It seems that there is a kind of holiness that does not eat the fireworks in the world.

Very beautiful!

Other Arab men are tall and bearded, and wearing their traditional clothes is not good-looking. Unlike Suman, it looks good in any way. He naturally does not wear such clothes and is not used to it.

So Bai Ye was dressed in a black formal suit, standing next to Suman, with the jade tree facing the wind, personable, graceful and elegant, very bright, and many people's eyes fell on them.

Suman and two or three of the noble staff greeted each other. He didn't talk much, but after all, he was the first nobleman in Riyadh. Some communication was needed. Others looked at Suman, who seemed to want to ask his identity, but he didn't dare to ask. Suman was too lazy to talk to them.

The king and the princess haven't arrived yet. The music is melodious and the lights are gorgeous. There is a musical fountain not far away. It is very beautiful and the atmosphere is excellent.

"Don't you like to attend the banquet?" The two stood at the railing. The king and the princess hadn't arrived yet. The venue was very casual. Some were dancing. Some were talking about current affairs. Suman and Bai Ye were not interested and avoided the crowd.

"I don't like it," Suman said lightly. "I rarely attend banquets, and only two or three times a year."

The privileged are just fine.

Bai Ye stood hand in hand, and the Su family was the only one of Su Man. He had to shoulder the responsibility of the entire Su family. This was incompatible with his temperament itself. The strangulation 20 years ago made the royal family feel guilty for the Su family. Su Man had another bad experience as a child. They were very guilty. He liked the king and the princess again, which gave him the privilege.

There is a clear difference between the comparison of the upper class in Riyadh and the upper class in Europe. Here, you don’t feel too much maliciousness, and everything looks much simpler.

Bai Ye looked at the two princes not far away, his eyebrows twisted lightly, and Su Man looked into his eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Prince Richard and Prince William are somewhat alike." Bai Ye said that he was also the prince of Country R. Because of his appearance, he had some understanding of King R's family. Bai Ye said, "I don't like their family very much."

Suman looked at Prince Richard. He was handsome, handsome, and tall, and was talking with a nobleman in Riyadh.

While another Prince Cari was enjoying the music fountain on his own, he looked a little weak and handsome, and he did not have the kind of flamboyance and spirit of Prince Richard, but he was a bit like a depressed artist.

Suman said, "The king may choose a marriage with the Seven Princesses."

Moreover, he and Bai Ye may become another hot topic at the banquet.