Chapter Thirty-One Arrives

  Vice Mayor Wang was generally satisfied with tonight's dinner party, although he felt that many young people were not very attentive when he spoke, but that didn't matter.

  What's important is that Master Du Weikang's charity art exhibition was successfully held in Binhai City, a non-first-tier city, which is the credit of Vice Mayor Wang.

  Duvet comes to China for a touring exhibition, and the cities of Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou and Shenzhen all have to strive hard to qualify. Master Duvet's solo exhibition in Binhai is like a gift from heaven.

  Facing a painting worth hundreds of millions of euros, Deputy Mayor Wang is also under great pressure - what if the security work is not in place? What if something goes wrong?

  Finally made it through these three days, Deputy Mayor Wang's mood at this moment is simply refreshed. With Master Du Weike gone, this achievement will definitely fall on his own shoulders.

  The vice mayor, Wang, who had just finished speaking, slowly paced back and forth in the banquet hall, where he was constantly approached by various people who came to pay their respects and ask about his well-being.

  That's what power tastes like. Deputy Mayor Wang is the highest-ranking public servant in this banquet hall today, and he has enough qualifications to enjoy flattery and applause.

  Hearing Chen Xin's call, Deputy Mayor Wang narrowed his eyes and looked over. Beside Chen Xin were several young men and women, among whom only the young entrepreneur Chu Hong was familiar to him.

  As a private entrepreneur, Chu Hong saw the vice mayor walking towards him and hurried to greet him, even though it was the vice mayor in charge of culture and education.

  In fact, selling glasses is also a part of the cultural education industry, isn't it?

  Chu Hong's business is not small and has the potential to expand further. Vice Mayor Wang spoke kindly to this young entrepreneur: "Little Chu, this is your young people's world. I'm old and should retire with a bit of dignity."

  "What's going on, Mayor Wang?" Chu Hong also lost his confidence when facing Su Yifan, and his tone was very respectful. "Without you, it's not certain whether this painting exhibition can be held or not. If you leave like this, there will be no host for tonight's banquet."

  Su Yifan only then realized that Chu Hong's level of flattering and bootlicking was not low at all. He had always been somewhat arrogant, but it was just because Chu Hong was too successful at a young age.

  The mayor hummed a non-committal response, neither denying nor admitting. He then warmly chatted with Chu Hong for a few sentences, encouraging him to achieve even greater results.

  Even Su Yifan heard it, Chu Hong was in a good mood, and Wang Shi's long heart was very good.

  After finishing talking with Chu Hong, Vice Mayor Wang patted Chen Xin's shoulder intimately: "Chen Xin, you're here with your classmates, right? Your classmates are all future talents too."

  Vice Mayor Wang knew well that young people who could attend such gatherings should not be ordinary people's children. It was natural to pay attention to the few people around Chen Xin when expressing enough relationship with Chen Xin.

  Jin Shen Hong's demeanor was still outstanding, and Deputy Mayor Wang's first glance fell on this young man. Without Chen Xin's introduction, Chu Hong had already spoken up: "This is Jin Shen Hong, a special commissioner from Samsung Electronics in South Korea."

  The commissioner is a vague position, and even in the 21st century, many people at home still don't quite understand the specific location and value of an enterprise commissioner. Deputy Mayor Wang heard that he was from Samsung and nodded slightly to Jin Sunhong with a hint of respect.

  Jin Shen Hong was not too cold and noble to Vice Mayor Wang, for a time filled with smiles and shook hands with Vice Mayor Wang, like the Japanese officials who saw the high-level US military.

  Su Yifan couldn't help but be surprised by this adaptable young man, as Jin Zhenhong's boot-licking appearance before him was even more excessive than Chu Hong's. Not only did he bow and scrape, but his speech also became soft and gentle.

  It's said that Koreans and Japanese have a similar tendency to be dogmatic, now it seems this is indeed the case, rumors aren't unfounded after all.

  Vice Mayor Wang said a few words to Chen Xin, and the intention was to give his friend's child some face. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, Chen Xin had already respectfully approached him and asked in a low voice: "Uncle Wang, my classmate wants to meet Xu Jia Chun..."

  Vice Mayor Wang looked up and took a glance at the two girls standing beside Su Yifan, immediately understanding what Chen Xin meant.

  "These three are my classmates. This is Cheng Shuiying, the president of our school's literature club, a true talent, who has published many articles. This is Yang Bingbing, one of the ministers of our school's student union. Oh, and this is Su Yifan."

  Chen Xin took the opportunity to hastily introduce three classmates, deliberately leaving Su Yifan until last, his casual attitude enough to make people understand his disdain for Su Yifan.

  Mayor Wang wouldn't possibly get involved in this petty squabble between kids, it's just that Chen Xin usually puts on a good face in front of him, so he can't help but give this young whippersnapper some face.

  "Oh, you want to see Xu Jia Chun? At your age, studying is more important, chasing stars isn't very good."

  Although he said so, Deputy Mayor Wang didn't think it was a big deal either. Xu Jiacheng is indeed a celebrity, and signing autographs for a few acquaintances doesn't count as much.

  Vice Mayor Wang's secretary followed behind him. Seeing the leader speak like this, he had already understood the spirit and turned around to quickly walk towards the west passageway of the banquet hall.

  There was a secretary who went to greet Xu Jiachun, and Vice Mayor Wang brought people over, making it less conspicuous.

  "This time only, Little Xin, don't take it as a precedent."

  Chen Xin looked at Cheng Shui with an excited face: "Thank you, Uncle Wang."

  Vice Mayor Wang smiled slightly, with a warm and friendly demeanor that still carried a hint of authority: "We'll have to wait a bit for Xu Jia's performance. I'll take you over there."

  Vice Mayor Wang didn't ask for anyone's opinion and turned around to walk towards the passageway leading to the back rest room.

  In Vice Mayor Wang's view, it is certain that the children from these schools want to meet Xu Jiajun. Such a big star and also a local of Binhai, meeting and signing autographs and taking photos, going back to show off in front of classmates, teachers and family members, who would refuse?

  Some people just don't give face.

  Su Yifan turned his head and asked Yang Bingbing: "Are you going?"

  Yang Bingbing shook her head: "I'm not very interested in celebrities."

  Cheng Shuiying, who was standing on the other side, hesitated for a moment before following him.

  There are only three people here. Two of them refuse to meet Xu Jia Chun. If Cheng Shui Yan doesn't go, it won't just be Chen Xin who loses face, but also Vice Mayor Wang.

  After walking a few steps, Cheng Shuiyi turned back and gave Su Yifan an apologetic smile.

  Su Yifan waved his hand, indicating it didn't matter.

  Cheng Shui Xin nodded and smiled again, catching up with Deputy Mayor Wang's footsteps.

  Watching Cheng Shui Xin leave, Yang Bing Bing remained silent.

  Jin Shen Hong originally wanted to come over and talk to Yang Bingbing, but after looking at the distance between Su Yifan and Yang Bingbing, he turned around to ask about more background information on Chu Hong instead.

  After a while, Yang Bingbing suddenly asked: "Feeling down?"

  "Not disappointed," Su Yifan said, "There are more surprises now than before."

  This was the first time Su Yifan had admitted his feelings to someone else, and Yang Bingbing turned around in surprise to look at him.

  "I thought you would never mention these things to anyone."

  "That was in the past." Su Yifan looked at Cheng Shui'an's back, saying softly, "I only now understand that facing one's own heart is more important than anything else."

  "Chen Xin can't compare to you." Yang Bingbing's voice was as soft as usual, but it lacked the usual warmth and familiarity, "He doesn't have a heart as strong as yours."

  Su Yifan seriously denied: "Actually I am also very weak, it's just that Chen Xin is too weak."

  Yang Bingbing burst out laughing: "Don't be so venomous."

  "I'm telling the truth."

  "Honestly, it's the cruelest. Yang Bingbing stared at the ground under her feet and asked in a low voice, 'How did you end up here? I thought you weren't interested in these things.'"

  Su Yifan almost blurted out: "I thought you weren't interested in anything a boy does."

  Yang Bingbing raised her head, without a hint of anger: "Intentional contact makes it impossible for people to face each other happily, what do you think?"

  Su Yifan had no choice but to admit that Yang Bingbing was right.

  Liáng Shān made some more opening remarks and then people started going on stage to perform.

  The first one was a long-legged and big-eyed girl, who wore very little. This dress, combined with a pair of dance shoes, already told everyone what she wanted to do.

  The background music started, and everyone began to appreciate the dance. Even if they didn't appreciate the dance, they would still appreciate the young and beautiful girl's body.

  The dance had gone halfway through when the background music started to stir up strong emotions, and Su Yifan felt his phone vibrate in his chest pocket. He took it out to see a text message from Cheng Shui'an.

  Only one word.

  "Come."

  The text message was sent to the mobile phone that used to be Su Xiaqing's exclusive use, which seemed very suspicious.

  Hesitating for a moment, Su Yifan walked towards the backstage passageway.

  Yang Bingbing caught up with Su Yifan in surprise: "What's wrong?"

  Su Yifan didn't even turn his head: "I don't know, it might be a bit of trouble, you'd better not follow me."

  "Let's go together." Yang Bingbing kept pace with Su Yifan, not showing any weakness, and didn't look back, "More people can take care of each other."

  The passage of the backstage rest room was blocked by a security guard, and Su Yifan was stopped as soon as he walked to the door.

  "Sorry, you can't just enter the backstage area."

  Two security guards with a stern expression, both over 185 cm tall, blocked the entrance with great momentum.

  Su Yifan stopped and pointed at the door, saying: "Just now my classmate went in, we want to go in and find her."

  The security guard on the left had a face that didn't allow for compromise: "Sorry, unless your classmate comes out to prove it, we can't let you pass."

  Today, there is more than one star resting in the back office. Su Yifan and Yang Bingbing, these two young people are going to the back office, whoever will think it's going to chase stars.

  Yang Bingbing pulled Su Yifan and took a step forward: "Sorry, we really are looking for our classmate on business, or you can go in and take a look?"

  The two security guards exchanged a glance, but still didn't move from their posts.

  "Sorry, we can't leave our posts."

  The non-standard Mandarin tone was stiff, and Su Yifan glanced at the tightly closed corridor door with a hint of urgency. Just as he was about to try another approach, someone walked over and greeted him.

  "Mr. Su, welcome your arrival."

  It was the Frenchman who handed out invitations to Su Yifan that day, tall and handsome in appearance, with many female gazes following him wherever he went.

  Su Yifan saw this Frenchman and said almost without thinking: "One of my classmates went backstage and hasn't come back yet."

  The Frenchman's attention to Su Yifan was not superficial. He nodded calmly and said to the two security guards, "Let Mr. Su go backstage."

  Two security guards saw the organizer's representative speak up and immediately stepped aside.

  Su Yifan pushed open the corridor door and rushed in quickly.

  The French and Yang Bingbing followed closely behind.

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