From beginning to end, Fang Yu never cared about these despicable beings who judge people by their appearance.
Because he sensed a faint murderous intent, or perhaps hostility, from around him.
On the host's stand, Zhang Feifan said aloud, "Please take your seats, everyone."
One by one, the heavy hitters took their seats.
Ye Wenjun was simply too eye-catching, in the midst of the grand conference hall, with large tables and a splendid scene of lights and decorations, her radiance could not be concealed.
Zhang Feifan began his opening remarks.
It was all generic welcoming fluff, nothing substantial, just a formality. The crowd listened with waning interest.
Many were eager to get straight to the point.
After all, time was incredibly precious for these tycoons.
After Zhang Feifan finished speaking, it was time for the leaders to give their speeches.
It droned on for over an hour.
When all the leaders had finished, Zhang Feifan stepped onto the hosting platform.