840 839. Meeting An Old Acquaintance Again (3/5)

Chapter 840 839. Meeting an Old Acquaintance Again (35)

The matter became an unsolved case, and eventually Bradley's clothes, trousers and shoes were found, in the garden downstairs.

He woke up with no clothes. This kind of thing made people very angry. The hotel owner apologized repeatedly and promised to buy him the same style of clothes as he asked, so that Bradley's grievances were relieved.

But his wallet and some documents are also in the clothes. How to deal with the loss caused by the loss of these things? Bradley still wanted to make a fuss.

As a result, the hotel cleaner found his clothes and pants in the garden downstairs.

Along with his wallet and ID, nothing was missing.

Because the place where the clothes were found was almost directly under Bradley's room, it looked like someone threw them from the window, so the hotel side couldn't help but suspect that it wasn't Bradley himself who did it, right?

Bradley couldn't explain clearly, he could only ask back: "Am I mentally ill? Why did I throw my clothes downstairs?"

The hotel manager smiled and said there was nothing wrong with him, but he wanted to ask in his heart: You don’t know if you are mentally ill? Why did you throw your clothes downstairs, you don't know?

Li Du watched the excitement while drinking coffee. When Sophie came back later, seeing Bradley complaining angrily, she asked curiously, "What's going on?"

"Who knows, maybe this Mr. President is full of energy and wants to quarrel with someone when he has nothing to vent."

Starting from that night, Li Du will participate in a series of activities.

These activities are all carried out at the Four Seasons Hotel, and he only needs to go to the room where the activities are located.

This is the first time for Li Du to experience this kind of thing. Reporters with microphones kept appearing in the hotel. Tonight's event is a media meeting. The reporters will interview the top executives of major luxury companies.

He is not interested in this kind of thing, and has no relevant experience. After following Cole into the room, he just found a place to drink and listen to other high-level people talking.

From tonight onwards, the salon is considered to be starting. During the period, there will be various activities and gatherings. As an invited guest, he can attend as he pleases.

The salon will be held in the form of interviews. A few sofas are randomly placed in front of the room. Some senior executives of luxury companies are discussing with the host the prospect of the luxury industry under the current economic situation.

Bradley was one of the high-level interviewees, and he was talking eloquently, and applause rang out from time to time off the court.

From Li Du's point of view, Bradley is definitely a winner in life. He is handsome, elegant in speech, and high in position. He, the national president of LVMH Group, has no less energy than Winston, the president of a wholly-owned brand. .

He was drinking coffee and listening to an interview on the podium when suddenly someone patted him from behind.

He looked back and was surprised to find an acquaintance, Steve Tuchenberg, Mr. Steel Steve from Boston.

Seeing Steve, he said in surprise, "Aren't I dazzled? Mr. Tusenberg? How could I see you here?"

The young man smiled and said, "You can call me Steve. To be honest, I think I'm the one who is dazzled. Why did you appear in the salon of a luxury brand?"

Steve is accompanied by old Mr. Elson, who is also smiling at him.

Li Du shook hands with the two, and explained: "I am a shareholder of the Harry Winston Group, of course, only a minority shareholder, and Mr. Cole Winston invited me to this salon. "

Steve said: "It seems that Uncle Elson is right. He told me that you are not an ordinary treasure hunter. It turns out that you are a shareholder of Winston Group. This is really remarkable."

Elson looked at Li Du curiously, and said, "I heard that Winston Group has recently arrived with a powerful shareholder who owns multiple gemstone mines. It should be you, right?"

His information was more accurate, but Li Du shook his head and said with a smile: "No, I don't have any gemstone mines. It may be someone else."

He moved the topic away from himself and asked, "Steve, are you also an invited guest? Or how many shares in luxury companies do you own?"

Steve spread his hands and said: "No, I don't have any shares. I was on vacation in Australia recently, and I just bought a small island. Then I was invited by Mr. Winston to attend this salon. It's very simple for me Guests."

Cole told Li Du that there were no simple people he invited to this salon, but Li Du probably knew the identity of Steve, a son of a big Boston family with an amazing background.

The two sides are chatting quietly here, which will inevitably attract the attention of the high-level people in the interview.

After seeing Li Du speaking, Bradley frowned, showing a dissatisfied expression.

When the interview came to an end, he walked over and said, "Mr. Li, I think if you are going to be interviewed or something, wouldn't it be better to go to another room?"

Li Du was taken aback, and said, "Oh, did our communication interrupt your interview? I see that many people are communicating with each other. Doesn't that seem to be a problem?"

Bradley looked at Steve and said, "Yeah, but that's a discussion between the guests, not an interview like yours."

Steve is not in good health and is very careful about keeping warm, so he still wears a strict suit despite staying in the warm hotel.

This kind of attire made him look a bit like reporters. The guests at the scene didn't dress so formally. After all, this was a salon, not a press conference.

Seeing that he had misunderstood Steve's identity, Li Du smiled and said, "We are also an exchange between guests. Let me introduce you. This is Steve Tuchenberg, who is also an invited guest."

Steve nodded gracefully to Bradley and said, "Hi, I'm Steve Tuchenberg, from Boston, USA."

After hearing his words, Bradley's face suddenly became ugly. He said with a dry smile, "Mr. Tuchenberg? Are you Mr. Tuchenberg from Boston?"

Steve nodded with a smile, Bradley's smile was even worse, he said: "I'm really sorry, I misunderstood your identity, then you continue to communicate, I'm sorry, it's nice to meet you, I'm Bradley Radley Bolton."

Seeing his appearance, Li Du guessed that Bradley should know the approximate identity of Steve, otherwise he wouldn't be so uncomfortable.

Bradley said goodbye and left. Looking at his back, Steve suddenly said, "I think this guy is a bit annoying. What does he do?"

Li Du said: "The general manager of the LVMH Group in Australia is some kind of big shot, maybe he owns the shares of LVMH."

Elson, the old gentleman who was silent all the time, spoke up. He shook his head and said, "No, he doesn't have shares in LVMH. He is a good wage earner."