Chapter 63 On opening day, Fang Che attracted many admirers.

Preparations for the opening of "Longhu Hui" have entered the final stage.

Fang Che was so busy that he was constantly on the go, running between the barbecue restaurant and the school during the day, and overseeing the renovation of the nightclub at night.

He had been wearing the same old T-shirt for several days, and the cuffs were frayed.

That afternoon, as he was adjusting the hanging angle of the crystal chandelier in the lobby, he heard familiar footsteps behind him.

“A-Che”.

Fang Che turned around and saw Li Hanzhou standing at the door, holding a black paper bag in his hand.

"Brother Li? Aren't you going to see Old Chen?"

"All done meeting." Li Hanzhou walked in, his gaze sweeping over Fang Che, his brows furrowing slightly. "You're wearing this to the opening ceremony?"

Fang Che looked down at himself—an old T-shirt, jeans, and a barely noticeable hole at the knee.

"It'll be more convenient to work here." He smiled. "Anyway, we don't open until tonight, I'll just switch then..."

"No need to change." Li Hanzhou handed over the paper bag. "Wear this."

Fang Che took the paper bag; inside was a suit.

Deep blue, the fabric gleams finely in the light.

He pulled out a well-tailored suit jacket, matching trousers, a white shirt, and a dark-patterned tie.

"This is too expensive..." He could tell from the feel that the fabric was not cheap.

“You are now the owner of ‘Dragon Tiger Club’.” Li Hanzhou’s voice was calm, but brooked no refusal. “You can’t dress too casually. Go change.”

Fang Che felt a warmth in his heart, hugged the suit, and said with a little red in his eyes, "Brother Li, thank you."

"Go quickly."

In the lounge on the second floor, Fang Che changed into a suit.

The shirt fit him perfectly, and the suit jacket made him look even more dashing.

He struggled to tie his tie, having never properly done it in either of his lives.

"Do you need any help?"

Li Hanzhou pushed the door open and came in, leaning against the door frame.

Fang Che blushed: "Not really."

Li Hanzhou walked up to him.

"look up."

Fang Che looked up. Li Hanzhou's fingers deftly looped around the tie, crossed, flipped, and tightened.

Her fingertips occasionally brushed against Fang Che's Adam's apple.

"Alright." Li Hanzhou took half a step back, his gaze falling on Fang Che, then paused in surprise.

The dark blue suit made his skin look even whiter, highlighting his defined waistline and slender figure.

His Adam's apple bobbed slightly beneath his collar. His face, accentuated by the formal attire, appeared less childish.

It possesses a youthful charm that lies between adolescence and adulthood.

The light shone brightly into his eyes.

Li Hanzhou's Adam's apple bobbed.

He suddenly regretted giving her the clothes.

Fang Che is too eye-catching like this.

Like a diamond he had polished himself, it was now to be exposed to the eyes of everyone.

He wanted to hide this person.

Only for my own eyes.

"Brother Li, what do you think?" Fang Che spun around, his smile bright. "Is it suitable?"

“...Suitable.” Li Hanzhou’s voice was a little hoarse.

That's perfect.

It was so fitting that it stirred up his possessiveness.

Xi Rong's voice came from downstairs: "Brother Che! Is it done yet? Brother Tie Niu said the freezer in the kitchen..."

She ran upstairs, pushed open the door, and the words caught in her throat.

"My God..." Xi Rong covered her mouth, "Brother Che, you're so handsome!"

Cheng Tieniu, following behind, was also stunned: "Che, he looks like a movie star!"

Ah Gui was leaning against the corridor wall at some point, his gaze shifting between Fang Che and Li Hanzhou, a knowing smile playing on his lips.

Fang Che himself was completely oblivious, still tugging at his collar: "It's just a little tight, my neck is uncomfortable..."

"Don't pull." Li Hanzhou pressed down on his hand, his fingertips touching the warm skin before quickly withdrawing. "You'll get used to it."

His gaze swept over Ah Gui, who immediately looked away and stared at the ceiling.

Li Hanzhou sighed inwardly.

Even Ah Gui noticed it.

He didn't even know it was wood.

At 6 p.m., a red carpet was laid out in front of "Dragon Tiger Gathering" and neon signs shone brightly.

Fang Che stood at the door to greet guests, his dark blue suit standing out under the lights.

Xi Rong and Cheng Tie Niu led a few older children to greet the guests, while A Gui led his men to spread out around the area.

"Congratulations, Mr. Fang!"

"Young and promising!"

Fang Che smiled and responded politely. Although his demeanor was still somewhat awkward, he was already showing signs of authority.

The roar of sports cars could be heard from the street corner.

Three black Mercedes-Benzes led the way, followed by a red Ferrari, and slowly came to a stop at the end of the red carpet.

Jiang Tianqi came down.

He was wearing a custom-made white suit with a diamond brooch on his lapel and a gold-plated cane.

He was arm in arm with Li Ruoxue.

Li Ruoxue wore a burgundy evening gown, her makeup was exquisite, and her eyes held a complex expression.

Jiang Tianqi's gaze swept across the doorway and landed on Fang Che, causing him to pause.

A look of amazement flashed in those eyes that always held a calculating air.

Fang Che is very conspicuous tonight.

He himself was completely unaware, standing there smiling calmly, creating a wonderful contrast with his formal attire.

Jiang Tianqi's Adam's apple bobbed.

He had to admit that although he hated Fang Che for intercepting the goods and for siding with Li Hanzhou, this person, this face, this figure, did indeed fascinate him.

"Young Master Jiang?" Li Ruoxue noticed his absent-mindedness, looked in the direction of his gaze, and her expression instantly darkened.

The fingernails dug into the palm.

It's Fang Che again!

"Let's go." Jiang Tianqi withdrew his gaze, put on his carefree smile again, and loosened his grip on Li Ruoxue's arm a little.

He walked up to Fang Che and handed him a red envelope: "Boss Fang, congratulations on your opening."

Fang Che accepted the invitation: "It is an honor for Young Master Jiang to come. Please come in."

"No rush." ​​Jiang Tianqi sized him up, his gaze like a hook. "Boss Fang today... is truly captivating. Did Boss Li give you this outfit?"

"yes."

"Good taste." Jiang Tianqi took a half step closer and lowered his voice, "But I think white suits you better. Shall I get you a set next time?"

"Young Master Jiang, you're too kind." Fang Che took a half step back. "Please come in; we've prepared some fine wine inside."

Jiang Tianqi chuckled and led Li Ruoxue inside.

As she passed by, Li Ruoxue glared fiercely at Fang Che.

Fang Che was baffled.

What's wrong with this woman now?

He shook his head and continued greeting guests.

By 7:30, almost all the guests had arrived.

Just as Fang Che was about to go inside, another black sedan stopped at the entrance.

Lu Che got out of the car.

He was wearing a light gray casual suit without a tie, and had a refined and scholarly air about him.

His eyes lit up when he saw Fang Che.

"Mr. Fang, congratulations."

"It is my honor that Mr. Lu could come." Fang Che handed over a wine glass.

Lu Che took it, but his gaze lingered on the man's face before slowly moving down, sweeping over his long neck, taut waistline, and straight legs.

That gaze was so focused, and so direct.

Fang Che felt a little uncomfortable being stared at, and coughed lightly, "Mr. Lu, please come in."

"No rush." ​​Lu Che smiled. "Mr. Fang is very special tonight."

"ah?"

"This outfit suits you very well." Lu Che's voice was gentle, but a dark undercurrent flickered in his eyes. "It reminds me of a poem, 'Pile of stones like jade, rows of pines like emerald green. Your beauty is unparalleled, unmatched in the world.'"

Fang Che was stunned.

Is this poem... praising someone's good looks?

Before he could react, a cold voice came from behind him.

"Mr. Lu has a refined taste."

Li Hanzhou appeared at the door at some point, dressed in a black suit, with a calm expression but eyes as cold as ice.

He walked to Fang Che's side and naturally put his arm around his shoulder, the action carrying a clear sense of possessiveness.

"Boss Li," Lu Che raised his glass in a gesture of respect, his smile unchanged, "I'm just stating the facts. Mr. Fang was truly amazing tonight."

“Ah Che doesn’t need anyone’s opinion.” Li Hanzhou’s voice was flat, but every word was barbed. “Mr. Lu, please come in.”

Lu Che gave Fang Che a deep look, then turned and entered the room.

After everyone had walked away, Fang Che asked in a low voice, "Brother Li, what was the meaning of Lu Che's poem just now?"

“…I’m praising your looks.” Li Hanzhou’s tone was a little harsh.

"Oh." Fang Che scratched his head. "It sounds too formal, I don't understand."

Seeing him like this, Li Hanzhou felt a mixture of jealousy and anger welling up inside her.

He really wanted to slam this piece of wood against the wall and make him realize just how popular he was.

But the occasion is inappropriate.

He took a breath and released his hand: "Go in, the ceremony is about to begin."

"Um."

The two entered the venue.

The "Dragon and Tiger Gathering" was brightly lit.

Jiang Tianqi sat at the main table, with Li Ruoxue and the Thai woman, Serena, beside him.

Lu Che sat alone in the corner drinking, glancing at Fang Che from time to time.

Li Hanzhou saw this and his face darkened.

The ceremony began with Fang Che delivering a speech.

The spotlight shone on him, and his dark blue suit accentuated his sharp features.

A slight commotion arose from the audience, and many eyes turned to look.

Jiang Tianqi rested his chin on his hand, his eyes filled with amusement.

Lu Che put down his wine glass, his gaze focused.

Li Ruoxue's face turned ugly.

Li Hanzhou clenched his fist.

He wanted to pull Fang Che down and take him away.

But this thought had to be suppressed.

Fang Che's speech was brief, thanking everyone and especially mentioning Li Hanzhou.

Li Hanzhou's heart softened for a moment.

But he quickly tensed up. Does this blockhead smile at everyone?

No, I need to find a chance to make him understand.

The ceremony ended, and the ball began.

As the host, Fang Che had no choice but to entertain the guests.

He walked between tables with his wine glass in hand, unaware that wherever he went, eyes would follow him.

"Mr. Fang, let's drink to that!"

"Mr. Fang is a promising young man. I hope we can cooperate more in the future!"

"Does Mr. Fang have a girlfriend? My daughter just returned from England..."

Fang Che was exasperated by the question and waved his hands repeatedly, saying, "No, I'm busy with business and don't have time to think about these things."

He was telling the truth.

But to some people, it means something else entirely.

Jiang Tianqi swirled his wine glass and chuckled at Li Ruoxue beside him, "Did you hear that? He said he doesn't have a girlfriend."

Li Ruoxue gritted her teeth: "Young Master Jiang, don't forget our plan."

"Don't worry." Jiang Tianqi's smile deepened. "The real show has only just begun."

He got up and walked towards Fang Che.

Li Hanzhou was being talked to by several seasoned veterans when he caught sight of Jiang Tianqi's movements out of the corner of his eye. He immediately interrupted the conversation, saying, "Excuse me."

He walked quickly through the crowd.

But someone was faster than him.

Lu Che had already walked up to Fang Che and was saying something.

Fang Che looked completely bewildered.

"Mr. Fang, I'm actually quite interested in the business model of 'Dragon Tiger Club.' I wonder if you'll be free tomorrow? I'd like to ask you about it privately..."

"He's busy."

Li Hanzhou's voice broke in, cold and hard as stone.

He stood next to Fang Che, his arm seemingly unintentionally draped over Fang Che's waist.

Lu Che raised an eyebrow: "Boss Li, I just want to talk business with Mr. Fang."

“Business can be discussed during the day.” Li Hanzhou stared at him. “This is private time.”

The atmosphere froze.

Fang Che glanced at Li Hanzhou, then at Lu Che, and belatedly realized that something was wrong.

"Um... Mr. Lu, how about we reschedule for another day? I need to go to the school tomorrow..."

"Okay." Lu Che handed over his business card. "Keep in touch anytime."

Before he turned to leave, he glanced at Fang Che one last time.

That look made Li Hanzhou's anger surge to the top of his head.

Jiang Tianqi then strolled over slowly: "Oh, it's so lively here?"

His gaze lingered on the hand behind Fang Che's waist for a moment, and he smiled knowingly: "Boss Li, you're protecting him pretty well."

"Young Master Jiang, is there something you need?" Li Hanzhou's voice was cold.

"It's nothing, just a toast to Mr. Fang." Jiang Tianqi raised his glass. "Fang Che, I wish you a prosperous business. I hope... we'll have the opportunity to cooperate more deeply in the future."

He emphasized the word "in-depth".