There is a saying called "things must be reversed when they reach their extremes", which is very appropriate to use here.

When they first see this space, many people will be shocked and sigh. But after the initial emotion...this excessive luxury will not remind you of any beautiful things.

It makes you think of a king who was born hundreds of years ago and embezzled a large amount of the national budget; or the selfish and greedy villain nobles in fairy tales.

After about two minutes, you might even think of the victims of the Ethiopian disaster...

But... you will never feel "good".

Because anyone who still has a conscience will instinctively feel a kind of sin and guilt when they are in this space. This ship and this main hall give people this impression...

"Hey~ I seem to be wearing the wrong clothes." After entering the main hall, Feng Bujue realized a problem. Others were dressed very formally.

The men are almost always dressed in full tuxedos or party suits, and even with masks on, their hair is combed and shiny.

"Everyone looks like a dog..." Feng Bujue looked around and complained softly, "The leather shoes are so bright that they can be used as mirrors... I can even see the bottoms of ladies' skirts through your leather shoes.

…”

The ladies were all dressed in formal attire. Regardless of whether they were tall or short, fat or thin, they all wore evening gowns that looked expensive at first glance. Whether they were dignified, sexy and hot, or fresh and elegant, they all matched the owner's body shape and temperament.

This also shows that... they are the kind of people who often wear evening dresses.

"Everyone looks like a dog..." In front of Brother Jue's complaint, all living beings are equal, regardless of gender, everyone is like a dog. "The high heels are so high that they can be used as ladders... I pretend to tie my shoelaces and you can see them."

Your skirts are down."

Okay, let’s just complain, we don’t think I’m that kind of person.

Because he is not good at tying shoelaces...

In short, at this moment, Feng Bujue belatedly realized that the organizer had allowed the guests to board the ship more than an hour in advance and provided "private space".

To put it bluntly... I just want to give you some time to change your clothes and dress up.

However, Feng Bujue didn't know about this. When he came, those black suits didn't tell him that he had to wear formal clothes at the dinner... Brother Jue guessed that this matter should be common sense.

So, why doesn't he know? It must be that Woody didn't tell him on purpose...

"Did that grandson intend to make me look embarrassed..." At this time, Brother Jue was dressed in a casual jacket, with his hands in his pockets, stepping on the white bearskin carpet and walking down the stairs. At the same time, he thought to himself, "Well... no, Woody

If you want to be mean to someone, you won’t use such a lousy method..." After a few seconds, he thought of the answer, "Oh... because he knows that I don’t have a high-end evening dress or suit that is suitable for this kind of occasion.

, so just don’t mention it anymore, right..."

"Hmph... that's fine." Feng Bujue smiled and said, "Judging from the results... it's actually better to wear it like this."
Chapter completed!