"Mr. Zhang, it's none of your business what songs Mr. Wang Yueheng chooses to sing. Even if he wants to sing a Cantonese song, it won't be because of your request. Please be polite to our guest!"

"Today's ceremony is extremely important to Chow Fook Jewellery. If you're here to cause trouble, don't blame me for not giving your uncle any face!"

Standing to Wang Yueheng's side, Zhou Qingxia frowned and hurriedly walked over, scolding him with dissatisfaction.

She then turned around and looked apologetically at Wang Yueheng, explaining, "I'm sorry, I didn't invite him to the event. He's the son of a good friend of my uncle's. Maybe some executive gave him an invitation, which is why he managed to sneak in..."

"I'll have security personnel keep an eye on him later, and we absolutely won't let him affect the performance."

Zhou Qingxia then made a promise to Wang Yueheng.

"good friend?"

Upon hearing these three words, Wang Yueheng couldn't help but smile.

If they were truly good friends, why would they allow their son, who is embroiled in negative public opinion, to appear in public at such an important occasion?

At the same time, he subconsciously took a step back to maintain distance from the scoundrel.

"Don't be like that. I just want to make friends with Brother Heng. After your performance, how about I treat you to a night out tonight? Have you been to Da Fu Hao? The girls there are so hot and sexy, absolutely gorgeous!"

"Artists like you from the mainland love going to those nightclubs! I guarantee you'll fall in love with the beautiful and wealthy Hon Kong in one night!"

Wearing sparkly earrings, Zhang Qichen ignored Zhou Qingxia's warning. Instead, in front of the surrounding reporters' cameras, he put his hands in his pockets and smiled at Wang Yueheng like a pimp.

The "nightclub" mentioned by the other party means going out to party at night in Cantonese.

Hearing the young man's flippant words, Zhou Qingxia instantly turned pale with anger, wishing she could slap his thick-skinned face.

But for a moment, they didn't know how to deal with the other party.

After all, the other party's biological father and his uncle were close friends, and he was facing the second-generation rich kid from the family of his uncle Zhou Qingfeng's friend.

Zhou Qingxia couldn't bring herself to publicly kick someone out, as that would easily cause her uncle and friend to become enemies.

"Hey, why don't you bring your friend over for a bit of fun?"

However, just as Wang Yueheng was considering how to arrange for Wu Zhu to clear the place of this young master entertainer.

Xin Zuo, standing next to him, strode over and spoke in Cantonese.

As he spoke, Xin Zuo pretended to be affectionate and put his arm around the other person's neck, his smile equally forced.

The "Bo You" he mentioned is a superficial respectful term used in Hong Kong Cantonese to refer to someone else's mother.

Xin Zuo's words, roughly translated, mean: "Why don't you take your mom along for some fun?"

"You fucking..."

"Huh?"

Zhang Qichen, whose neck was being hugged, then noticed that the person standing next to Wang Yueheng, wearing a women's coat, was actually Xin Zuo, the young master of Longxing Group.

His attention was entirely on Wang Yueheng, and he mistakenly thought that Xin Zuo, who was standing next to him, was some flamboyantly dressed rich woman.

"Zuo...Brother Zuo?"

"When did you arrive? Sorry, I didn't see you!"

"If I had known you were here, I would have definitely greeted you first!"

Zhang Qichen was about to get angry when he heard someone insult his own mother.

But when she saw that the person who had publicly humiliated her was Xin Zuo, the young master of the Longxing Group, she was shocked.

The earring artist immediately lost all his arrogance, and his haughty smile turned into a fake, ingratiating expression as he repeatedly apologized.

Even though his father was one of Hong Kong's richest businessmen, compared to Xin Xiangqiang, who owned the Lung Sing Group, he was just a drop in the ocean. Xin Xiangqiang could crush him with a mere flick of his little finger.

Normally, Zhang Qichen would never have the chance to get to know a super second-generation rich kid like Xin Zuo, let alone become friends with him.

Therefore, even if he was verbally abused and his family was insulted to his face, Zhang Qichen would never dare to utter a single word in rebuttal.

They didn't even dare to show an unpleasant expression.

After all, his family can no longer do business in mainland China due to certain circumstances.