Chapter 770 A Little…Rustic

Half an hour later, they arrived at a French restaurant. When Sam saw the domineering Mercedes-Benz G63 drive over, he quickly went up to it and said, “President Lloyd, the venue has been set up. Let’s see if there’s anything inappropriate about it.”

The man nodded and walked in quickly. As soon as he entered the door, he saw the bright crystal chandelier above his head, and there was a white marble floor with light patterns under his feet. The public dining area and bar counter on the first floor had been decorated with red and white balloons, which were tied with ribbons. The stairs to the second floor were covered with white rose petals, and the fresh fragrance of flowers completely covered the faint smell of food in the restaurant, which was very refreshing.

He walked around the hall a few more times and looked around. A few minutes later, he pointed at the photo wall at the stairs and frowned. “Why are you putting this here? Are you going to make it a meet-and-greet? Or do you want her to think it’s a portrait shop? Remove it and replace it with something else.”

Sam wiped his sweat and gaze at the photo wall. What Huston said was true. it was indeed a little… vulgar.

He quickly asked the people around him to move the thing away. The man asked him where to put them. Sam glared at him and said, “Put them away. We can’t put Miss Shelton’s photos away casually!”

Only then did Huston walk up to the second floor with satisfaction.

The second floor of the restaurant was made up of a private room and an open-air place. The corridor was covered with a soft carpet. The carpet was very clean and light gray. It was elegant and high-end.

hung a string of flickering light bulbs, shining with warm light. At first glance,

his hand and casually picked up a photo. The woman in the photo was smiling brightly. Some were selfies, some were secretly taken, and most of them were taken five years ago. Fortunately, she had not changed much in the past five

open space were taken away.

was a white cushion on the chair, and the back of the chair was tied to a white balloon with lace strips. On the table,

stained

nervously, “President Lloyd, is the layout of

was a professional team helping

Huston’s happiness is

but he always felt that something was missing. He touched his chin with one hand and put the other into his pocket, looking thoughtfully at the

Empty?

direction of his finger and saw a wall. A violin player from a restaurant had been standing here playing the violin before.

was an actor standing here before. The wall can’t be changed

couldn’t be

his head and paced around uneasily. After thinking for a long time, an

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