Chapter 362: Composition

"Sorry, I can't accept such a valuable gift." Miss Luo Quan hurriedly raised her hands to refuse.

Although she subconsciously liked such shiny gemstones, rationally speaking, she absolutely could not accept this thing.

Such a large pink diamond had a market price of at least 25 million US dollars, and it was the kind that had a price but no market; it was simply too valuable.

Johnson persuaded: "To me, this is really just a small gift; it doesn't count as very valuable."

Miss Luo Quan remained unmoved, just shaking her head: "I appreciate your kindness, but I really can't accept it. If you insist on giving it, then I can only pay for it at the market price."

Everyone could see Miss Luo Quan's love for this diamond ring. As soon as the box was opened, Miss Luo Quan's eyes and complexion changed a bit. Now everyone got Miss Luo Quan's preference.

It was just unexpected that she could stick to her bottom line so well; clearly liking the diamond ring, she could still force herself not to take it.

Johnson had always felt that 99% of women in the world couldn't refuse the diamond ring in his hand. Unfortunately, Miss Luo Quan was that 1% exception.

Selling it was definitely not an option. If a gift was sold to the person receiving it, that would be too funny. Besides, even if he wanted to sell, he would sell the kind that couldn't be bought with money.

Therefore, Johnson also chose to take a step back: "Since you are so persistent, then forget it. But I see you should also quite like things like gemstones and diamonds, and this pink diamond ring indeed doesn't count as the best. If you want to buy one, I can recommend a more beautiful one to you!"

"I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense." Miss Luo Quan hurriedly waved her hands to deny it. She didn't want to be misunderstood as that kind of shallow woman who only liked gemstones.

Johnson smiled: "Then maybe I misunderstood. But I still want to recommend that ring to you. If you like it, I can give you a very favorable price, just consider it making a friend."

"Alright then." Seeing that things had reached this point, Miss Luo Quan could only agree with a stiff scalp, thinking to herself that she would probably suffer a major loss this time.

Just this pink diamond ring was already over 20 million US dollars, nearly 150 million RMB. To what extent would a diamond ring better than this thing cost?

Probably this amount of money didn't count for much to a young master like Johnson, but for her, it was already a very large sum.

Successfully dealing with the two wealthy young masters, Miss Luo Quan finally breathed a sigh of relief. Over there, Gao Liang had also just struggled out of the pile of women, his face, neck, and collar all covered in bright red lipstick marks.

Seeing this, Seifert smirked: "Look at our Gao Liang, how passionate the girls are toward you."

"Spare me the sarcastic remarks." Gao Liang was too tired to even scold Seifert, just waving his hand to signal him to shut up.

Seifert was curious: "By the way, how did you get away? Those girls were willing to let you run?"

Gao Liang took a tissue to wipe the lipstick off his face and explained: "They didn't divide the spoils evenly and started arguing among themselves. I took advantage of their inattention and slipped away first."

Seifert looked yearning: "I'm really envious. When will I be able to have a group of girls arguing over me?"

Gao Liang was disdainful: "If you really encountered this situation, you would know how uncomfortable it is."

Seifert widened his eyes: "I think you are in bliss and don't know it!"

Just as the two were about to argue, movement came from the front. It turned out that the owner of this cruise ship had finally come out.

Auben Rothschild, the current patriarch of the Rothschild family. Since the old patriarch passed away two years ago, Auben, as the eldest son, inherited his father's position as patriarch and also inherited more than 70% of the Rothschild family's wealth.

However, Auben was naturally active and didn't like to stay in one place for too long, so for the past two years, he had been traveling the world on this cruise ship while handling family affairs.

Today was his 50th birthday. Half a month ago, he had widely invited social celebrities and tycoons to come on board to attend his birthday banquet.

The Rothschild family indeed had face; basically, everyone who received an invitation arrived, and those who really couldn't make it let their sons attend on their behalf.

It is worth mentioning that many media reporters could also be seen among the guests on site.

When the old patriarch held birthday banquets in the past, he generally wouldn't invite reporters, and most of the time he was relatively low-key.

However, Auben was completely the opposite of his father, being relatively flamboyant. On the occasion of his 50th birthday, with so many big shots coming to support him, he certainly wanted reporters and media to promote it well for him.

Although the Rothschilds had always been relatively low-key, coming out to brush their presence from time to time was absolutely beyond reproach.

50-year-old Auben stood on a platform more than ten centimeters higher than the floor. Having reached the age of forty, he couldn't see a single white hair on his head; it was all dark brown curly hair, and the volume was quite pleasing.

Many men in the audience younger than him had already gone bald on more than half of their foreheads.

"Thank you all for coming." Auben spoke into the microphone, delivering the first speech of the day.

"Since my father passed away, this is the first large-scale banquet held by the Rothschild family. Today, you all can come here to celebrate my birthday, proving that you all cherish the friendship with the Rothschild family. As the patriarch, I feel deeply honored."

Applause rang out in the audience, and everyone showed polite smiles on their faces.

After the applause, Auben continued with a smile: "Today, there are actually two important things. One is my birthday, and there is another more important one, which is that my son Luo Xia has finally proposed to his girlfriend Theresa, with whom he has had a seven-year relationship!"

As he spoke, the young couple slowly walked to the front of the stage from behind Auben. The man was handsome, the woman was beautiful, and the two together welcomed everyone's blessings.

Auben looked at his son, full of pride: "So, rather than saying this is my birthday banquet, it's better to say this is my son Luo Xia's engagement banquet.

I haven't had any special achievements in business in my life, but what makes me most proud is cultivating Luo Xia. He is the greatest pride of my life.

As the future patriarch of the Rothschilds, I believe he will lead the family back to the glory of the past!"

"Who is this Luo Xia? Is he very powerful?" Miss Luo Quan asked curiously while clapping.

Fred replied: "I'm quite familiar with Luo Xia. This person is enthusiastic, likes to make friends, has a sense of justice, is wise, and has unimaginable sharpness in business and finance. Not a single project he invested in didn't make money, and not a single stock he bought didn't rise."

"So awesome?!" Miss Luo Quan was stunned after hearing Fred's evaluation. Isn't this the God of Wealth himself!

Fred nodded: "Indeed very awesome. Many big shots on Wall Street have a very high evaluation of Luo Xia, believing that in the near future, he will grow into one of the big hands who can control the stock market like them."

"What a pity, with such powerful skills, he is destined to become a capitalist of capital." Miss Luo Quan shook her head and sighed, not knowing if she was sighing for Luo Xia or for those leeks floating in the stock market.

Seifert laughed: "Capitalist of capital? The term you coined is quite interesting. Are there any other kinds of capitalists?"

Miss Luo Quan nodded: "There is a concept opposite to capitalists, which we call people's entrepreneurs, but the number is very small."

While they were chatting in the audience, the two on stage had already finished their engagement vows under the witness of the priest and exchanged engagement rings.

After the ceremony ended, this birthday and engagement banquet officially began.

Plate after plate of big meals were brought to the table by waiters pushing dining carts.

Uncovering the lids, what was on the plates were all kinds of top-tier seafood feasts.

"Seafood again..." Miss Luo Quan gently covered her chest, feeling like she wanted to vomit.

Having stayed on the island for a few days, facing seafood every day, although she didn't eat any, she was tired of just smelling it every day.

Originally thinking that coming on the ship this time she could eat something else, even if it was just vegetarian dishes, she could change the pattern. As a result, crab, lobster, caviar—still the same old three things.

"What, the food doesn't suit your taste?" Eric saw his daughter's complexion was wrong and immediately asked with concern.

Miss Luo Quan drank a sip of juice to suppress it: "I've been eating all these things on the island for the past few days."

Gao Liang was gnawing on a crab leg: "Sister, aren't you losing weight? Still eating seafood?"

Miss Luo Quan picked up a slice of tomato: "Didn't eat, but I'm tired of smelling it."

Luo Ni was puzzled: "Daughter, I see you are quite slim. Why are you losing weight for no reason?"

Eric also echoed: "That's right, and losing weight isn't dieting, let alone avoiding meat. The problems caused by nutritional imbalance are even greater."

Miss Luo Quan hurriedly explained: "I am eating meat, it's just that I don't like eating seafood."

Luo Ni also remembered Miss Luo Quan's dietary habits at this time: "Indeed, my daughter hasn't liked eating seafood since she was a child. In Japan for so many years, the fish she has eaten probably doesn't add up to one."

"It's okay, there will be other dishes later. If none of them suit your taste, I'll have the kitchen make some for you." Eric looked at his daughter, full of doting.

Gao Liang put down the crab leg he had already gnawed clean, wiped his mouth, and said weakly: "Actually, I'm also a bit tired of eating seafood. Can I also have the kitchen make me something to eat later?"

Seeing his son, Eric remembered the matter he had forgotten to arrange and immediately became furious: "Eat your ass! You're not picky, can't such a big table of food fill you up?!"

Luo Ni hugged Eric's arm: "Oh, speak nicely. Why are you scolding Gao Liang?"

Eric's anger didn't subside: "If I don't scold him, he won't remember. He can't even handle such a small matter well."

Gao Liang lowered his head, looking aggrieved.

Seifert and Fred were holding back laughter on the side like they were having an epileptic seizure, their faces twitching and deforming.

"Pfft." Miss Luo Quan couldn't help it and laughed out loud, but immediately took it back.

Luo Ni said to Gao Liang: "Alright, eat first. When your sister adds a meal later, let her help you order one too."

"Thank you, Auntie." Hearing someone speak for him, Gao Liang finally raised his head and continued to eat.

This also corresponds to that saying: for a father, daughters are his own, and sons are adopted.

The difference in Eric's treatment of his son and daughter was truly visible to the naked eye.

"Eric!" Just as the family was eating, the host of the banquet finally came looking for them.

"Auben, haven't seen you for a few days, you've gained quite a bit of weight again." Eric stood up to welcome him. After the two hugged affectionately, Eric patted his old friend's sizable belly.

"With so many people, have some proper form. Also, how much better is your head than mine?" Auben looked at Eric's shiny forehead and laughed.

The men of the Albert family were all prone to baldness. Eric was considered the one in the family's male line with a better situation. Like the second brother and father, because they were busy with work all year round, their hair had long since fallen out, and spending huge sums of money on hair transplants was useless.

Considering that Gao Liang would transition from an idol to an actor in the future, his increasing workload meant he would very likely be forced to become bald before he was thirty-five.

Fortunately, this phenomenon only appeared in males. The females of the Albert family didn't have such hidden risks. Conversely, the vast majority of females had quite thick hair.

"This must be your daughter." As the two brothers chatted, they came to the table.

Auben knew Gao Liang, but it was his first time meeting Miss Luo Quan.

For the past two years, he had been traveling the world and had some understanding of this world's most beautiful woman who had suddenly appeared. While stunned by her appearance, he always felt she looked familiar.

A few days ago, when he reunited with Eric after a long time, Auben talked to Eric about this matter, only to find out that she was his eldest daughter.

While Auben was surprised, he also felt that Jehovah was truly biased. The father was already so handsome, and the son being more handsome than the father was one thing, but he didn't expect the daughter to be even more monstrous!

"Hello, Uncle." Seeing her father's good friend come over, Miss Luo Quan hurriedly stood up to greet him.

Also standing up were Gao Liang, Seifert, and Fred. The latter two also knew Auben.

"Fred, you're here too." Auben knew Seifert and Gao Liang were very close, so it wasn't strange for them to appear together, but he didn't expect Fred to be here too.

"Hello, Uncle Auben. My father went to Italy to handle some business and couldn't get away, so he specifically asked me to attend your birthday banquet on his behalf."

"Italy... I see." Auben didn't ask further.

After greeting the young people, Auben sat down with Eric and chatted for about ten minutes.

Originally, Miss Luo Quan thought it had nothing to do with her, but she didn't expect her father to beckon to her: "Daughter, come over here for a moment."

Miss Luo Quan looked up, then stood up and walked over.

"Dad, what's the matter?" Miss Luo Quan put her hands behind her back nervously, pinching them together.

Auben asked with a smile: "Niece, I heard you have a talent for music and can write a song in a few minutes."

"It's not that exaggerated. If inspiration comes, it takes about ten minutes." Miss Luo Quan smiled modestly.

"Can Uncle ask you for a favor?" Auben's tone became sincere, "Today, besides being my birthday, it is also my son Luo Xia's engagement day. Can you take this opportunity to compose a piece of music for the two of them?"

"Compose?" Miss Luo Quan was stunned.

PS: Thanks to book friend L224 for the book coin tip, thank you! ===== CHAPTER 363 =====