Lan Hai Grand Hotel.
The banquet for the Lan Hai City jewelry industry was held here.
Lan Hai Grand Hotel was a top-tier five-star hotel, offering a comprehensive range of services including a ballroom, dining, and accommodation.
When Yang Feilong drove Li Yufei to the venue, it was already 6:30 PM. The banquet was scheduled to start at 7:00 PM, leaving half an hour.
The banquet was to last for three hours, from 7:00 PM to 10:00 PM.
"Wait, are you really not coming upstairs with me?" Li Yufei looked at Yang Feilong and asked.
"No," Yang Feilong shook his head. "Firstly, I don't understand much about business matters. If they ask me anything, I'll be clueless. Secondly, my situation isn't suitable for appearing upstairs."
"Alright then!" Hearing this, Li Yufei sighed.
After entering the banquet with the invitation, Li Yufei was guided by a waiter to the second floor, while Yang Feilong walked directly into the first-floor hall. They had arrived relatively early; apart from a few executives, most guests were still on their way.
The first floor had a ballroom, a place for entertainment, while the second floor housed conference rooms for meetings.
Typically, attendees would bring assistants. However, Li Yufei did not, primarily because she saw no need for one.
This was also why she hadn't asked Yang Feilong to bring Li Xiya. After all, even if business was discussed, decisions wouldn't be made on the spot; it would only be about exploring possibilities, and further discussions would be scheduled for another day if cooperation was desired.
Yang Feilong disliked such matters and hadn't researched them, so he was unwilling to accompany Li Yufei upstairs for business discussions.
He never wasted much effort on things he wasn't good at. A person's energy was limited, and if he tried to do everything himself, he feared he wouldn't have achieved what he had today.
He sat in a corner, sipping fine wine, and quietly waited for time to pass.
Moments of relaxation like this were rare.
His cultivation had advanced too quickly recently, and he needed some time to consolidate his gains.
While dual cultivation could help improve one's cultivation, constant dual cultivation would be too taxing. After all, most of his women were not ordinary people.
As time went by, more and more people arrived. The bosses went to the second floor for business discussions, while the bosses' children mingled and made friends in the first-floor hall.
The young masters chatted about fine dining, luxury cars, and sometimes about which internet celebrities or minor actresses they had dated.
The young ladies, on the other hand, discussed handbags, makeup, travel destinations, and how many boyfriends they had recently.
In short, it sounded rather boring.
Yang Feilong's chosen spot was quite secluded. Coupled with the dim, multicolored lighting in the first-floor hall, and his ability to conceal his aura, he enjoyed a period of quiet leisure and wasn't inclined to join the crowd.
Suddenly, Yang Feilong's eyes flickered slightly: "I didn't expect to run into two 'acquaintances' here. The world truly is small."
If one followed his gaze, they would see the two acquaintances who entered almost simultaneously. One was Xu Wa, who was pursuing Yang Qingqing, and the other young master was Chang Xinlei, who had tried to bribe him to poach his girlfriend and ended up in a very awkward situation. How did he know his name? Because he heard someone call him!
"This Chang Xinlei's family is also in the jewelry business. I must say, this world is small! Everyone you meet is an acquaintance!" Yang Feilong secretly shook his head. He had no interest in greeting these two individuals, and they had not seen Yang Feilong either.
An unknown amount of time passed.
There's a saying: "Gold will always shine."
A girl who didn't want to chat with the other young ladies wandered around out of boredom. Suddenly, she discovered Yang Feilong sitting in a corner, quietly sipping wine.
"Hello, may I sit here?" The girl asked Yang Feilong with a smile, a mixture of nervousness and trepidation.
This girl looked out of place among the other young ladies.
However, Yang Feilong was no ordinary person. He could see the stunning beauty hidden beneath her two-toned hair and black-rimmed glasses. Of course, he didn't treat her with excessive warmth just because he recognized her hidden beauty; after all, his two-digit number of girlfriends were all equally attractive.
"Of course, this isn't private property," Yang Feilong said with a light smile, looking at the girl. This girl was different from the other young ladies. Those ladies were all adorned in opulent jewelry and dressed provocatively. In comparison, this girl was like a clear stream—wearing a white dress, with no makeup, and a pair of black-rimmed glasses that covered half her face, with her hair also concealing a significant portion of her face, making her appear quite ordinary.
"Thank you." The girl cast a grateful glance at Yang Feilong and then cautiously sat down on the sofa next to him.
She hadn't paid much attention when walking over, only noticing that he was a young man who looked rather quiet. Now, being closer, she suddenly realized he was handsome, with chiseled features, eyes like stars, and a faint smile on his face exuding confidence.
He possessed an extraordinary aura, handsome looks, and good breeding.
This was the girl's assessment of him.
Seeing Yang Feilong quietly drinking, seemingly with no intention of chatting with her, the girl became very curious about him. She felt he was a man with a story and couldn't help but ask softly, "Um, didn't your parents bring you here to make friends? Why are you sitting in such a corner?"
Yang Feilong smiled at her words, "I wasn't brought here by my parents."
"Huh?" the girl asked, curious.
"I came with my girlfriend," Yang Feilong said with a smile.
"Ah? You came with your girlfriend?" The girl was taken aback and asked with confusion, "Then why isn't your girlfriend with you?"
"My girlfriend is in a meeting upstairs," Yang Feilong shrugged.
"Are you, perhaps, desperate for money?" The girl looked at Yang Feilong, pursing her lips, and asked in disbelief.
"Why do you say that?" Yang Feilong asked, puzzled by her question.
"Otherwise, why would you choose, choose... that path." The girl said with some disappointment. This young man was so outstanding; why would he choose that path which was looked down upon?
Seeing the disappointment in the girl's eyes and her hesitant words, Yang Feilong was momentarily stunned. Then, realizing what she might be thinking, he said with a wry smile, "You don't think I'm being kept by a rich woman, do you?"
"Aren't you?" The girl blinked her eyes. Looking at his expression, it seemed her assumption was different from his.
Could it be not?
"Of course not," Yang Feilong said, amused. "Do I really have a face that looks like I'm living off a woman?"
"Mm." The girl nodded, her face flushing slightly, feeling quite embarrassed. Hearing Yang Feilong say that, she realized she might have misunderstood.
"Although my girlfriend is two or three years older than me and quite wealthy, we are in a relationship based on free love, and it has nothing to do with money," Yang Feilong shrugged and smiled.
"Your girlfriend is two or three years older than you and is a big boss?" The girl was very surprised. "Is she that capable?"
"Of course," Yang Feilong replied with a proud smile.
"In that case, it's true love then. I congratulate you," the girl said with a smile.
"Thank you," Yang Feilong smiled and took a sip of his drink.