At nine o'clock in the evening, the atmosphere of the dinner reached its peak.

The artists who had finished their performances came to the stage and had close contact with these big guys from all walks of life under the leadership of their respective managers.

Some toasted, some chatted, some left WeChat messages with each other, and some made appointments for after-dinner activities.

There were people coming and going in the banquet hall, which seemed a bit chaotic.

Zhao Meng felt that she couldn't stand it anymore, so she got up and left the dinner table first, and walked out of the banquet hall.

call!

Zhao Meng took a few deep breaths, and then his stuffy chest relaxed a little.

Afterwards, Zhao Meng returned to his room alone.

On the other side, the dinner party has also come to an end.

Lin Zhiming stood at the door and sent away the waves of guests before returning to his room with Zhang Quan.

Not long after returning to the room, Lin Zhiming received news from the Illuminati Association.

"After discussion between the vice president and the president, it was decided to cancel the membership of Kim Deshun, chairman of Kimchi Country Descendants Automobile, and Kimchi Country director Lu Wuqi, as members of the Asian branch of the Illuminati."

Such a news spread throughout the Illuminati in an instant.
Chapter completed!