Five in the evening, InterContinental Hotel.
Quin Real Estate had been listed on the main board for a year. This anniversary dinner banquet was of great significance to the entire Quin Real Estate.
Brad had single-handedly created the real estate business.
The Quin family had booked the entire InterContinental Hotel for this banquet. At the same time, they invited famous people from both business and political circles. Celebrities were naturally there to celebrate as well.
Quin Real Estate flags were hung on the flagpoles outside the hotel. The bright spotlights complemented each other. There was a long red carpet on the ground and the invited public relations and media personnel gathered on both sides.
Employees arrived at the scene one after another. Everyone's faces were full of excitement.
For singles who often worked in the office building, it was a good opportunity for them to meet new friends at a banquet like this, which was organized by the company.
"Wow, isn't that Mabel Larson, the famous actress who just clinched the Berlin Awards?"
"Take a look quickly! She's together with my destiny, Hank Sean. Hank, I love you!"
Following the arrival of the celebrities, both sides of the red carpet became completely lively.
"Oh my god! Isn't that… Mayor Olsen?"
"What the! It is! The Quin family is too awesome! They even managed to invite the mayor!"
At five-fifteen, an extended Lincoln slowly stopped at the red carpet entrance.
Employees and service personnel by the side scrambled to look over. A hotel concierge personnel with white gloves gently opened the door of the backseat. Everyone held their breaths in anticipation. Reporters also held up their single-lens reflex (SLR) cameras, ready to capture photos at the right angle.
A pair of black leather shoes stepped out of the door first, followed by long legs that revealed smooth lines beneath the tailored black trousers. The man was dressed in a straight suit with a dark blue shirt. A square scarf of the same color tone was pinned to his suit pocket. Two buttons were unbuttoned on his neckline, exuding a look of lazy elegance.
"It's Mr. Quin…"
Someone muttered and stared at the man next to the car, fascinated.
Brad stood next to the car. His indifferent temperament attracted the gazes of countless women. His thin lips were pressed together. He fastened a button on his suit with one hand, his palm close to his abdomen. His action of leaning forward and extending a hand towards the car was extremely elegant.
At this moment, quite a lot of women held their faces with both hands. Their mouths widened in shock.
Mr. Quin brought along a female companion?!
Even the reporters were taking photos of this scene frantically. After all, the fourth son of the Quin family usually kept a low profile. It was difficult to even take a photo of him.
Tonight, not only did Brad personally attend this banquet, but he even brought a female companion. This news would most likely make it to the headlines tomorrow.
The lights of the SLRs flashed continuously. The security guards in front of the door tried their best to maintain order.
On the other end, when a fair-skinned hand was placed on Brad's palm, sounds of sucking in cold air could be heard faintly.
Susan appeared from the car. She was wearing a sparkling tube-top evening gown. Her skin was as white as snow. Her eyeshadows perfectly outlined her charming peach-shaped eyes and her lips were beautiful.
She let go of her skirt and stood still. The curves of her collarbone were beautiful. The butterfly bone on her back was like the wings of a flying butterfly.
As the saying goes, beauty was in the bones, not the skin. However, Susan was shockingly beautiful in both aspects.
With her height of 1.75 meters, she stood shoulder-to-shoulder with Brad on her high heels. Both of them had elegant postures. The woman was charming and dignified while the man was cold and steady.
Everyone's eyes were on them. If someone initially wanted to point and comment on Brad's female companion, only envy was left in their eyes now.
What a match. Perfect match!