he party was more of a personal event than an actual party. The attendance rate wasn’t high, but every single attendant was of status and fame. Celebrities from the Tian Chen Group and Su Entertainment flitted around like social butterflies, all holding glasses of champagne and chatting about in order to expand their social network. Who knows, maybe they’ll find a wealthy person who would invest in them.
Tang Feng didn’t really like parties. First, because of his illness, he could never hold his liquor well, and, second, a glamorous party is only appearance deep; the inside would be completely corrupted by greed for money and power. For everyone in this part of society, using parties to make connections had become a necessary skill.
Tang Feng wouldn’t reject the required social meetings. There was no need pretending to be all noble and virtuous. You could do what you want, but you need a group of trustworthy friends, so as to not drown in the sea of untrustworthy people.
The party this time was held in celebration of the collaboration between the Tian Chen Group and Su Entertainment. The two heads were undoubtedly in the spotlight, but the one who caught the most attention was none other than Ge Chen, who according to rumors had an intimate relationship with both of these company bosses. Ge Chen seriously liked wearing white suits; even for this party he wore a high-set white one, leaving him with an elegant feeling that of a pure and untainted lily.
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