Chapter 884 Night Banquet
Ever since Qiao Qingci exchanged his assets with Song Xiangjun, [Xiangjun] has always ranked first in the "NCI" rankings. Now there are still two weeks until the end of the simulation, and everyone predicts that [Xiangjun] will be the first this time.
On a large cruise ship at sea, Song Xiangjun was invited to attend a grand banquet.
Under the bright lights, Song Xiangjun was accompanied by bodyguards and a young man with delicate features. Many people knew about Song Xiangjun's style and came over.
"Miss Song, are you all right? Have you got a new handsome boy?"
"How is it? Not bad, right? Come on, baby, say hello to everyone~" Song Xiangjun has been in high spirits recently, and he glanced at the young man next to him in a good mood.
The boy didn't dare to refuse and quickly said to the people watching him, "Hello everyone."
The young man lowered his head slightly as he spoke, and his collar moved with him, revealing the ambiguous red mark on the side of his neck.
The people present all said to Song Xiangjun meaningfully, "Miss Song is so lucky! She's in such a good mood this time."
Song Xiangjun raised his eyebrows, unable to deny it. Someone tactfully changed the subject.
"The results of NCI are going to be announced in half a month. Xiangjun, you're way ahead. My dad's always scolding me when I get home, 'We're all playing together, but how come you haven't fallen behind in anything? We can't accomplish anything.' It's giving me a headache!"
"You have to punish yourself with a glass of wine today, otherwise we won't hold a celebration party for you when you win the championship!"
"Yes, Xiangjun, you must drink it!"
Several young masters and young ladies who hung out with Song Xiangjun started to make a fuss.
They are all shrewd people in the circle. They seem to be complaining on the surface, but they are actually praising Song Xiangjun in a roundabout way.
Song Xiangjun raised her red lips and said playfully, "Okay, you guys, you're trying to get me drunk right away."
"Just tell me whether you want to drink or not?" The group of people called the person who served the wine and went straight to Song Xiangjun.
Song Xiangjun glanced at the plate of wine with his narrow and upturned eyes, raised his hand to pick up a glass and drank it all in one gulp.
"good!"
When the people around her saw her drink, they applauded and started to make a fuss again. The scene was chaotic and extravagant for a while.
Not far away, a young man in a khaki plaid suit frowned and looked at Song Xiangjun and his group, with undisguised dislike and disgust in his eyes.
"Hey, Young Master Zheng, what's with that expression on your face? Everyone else is happy, but you're the only one feeling so upset? Come on, tell us something and cheer everyone up~"
Song Xiangjun was having a commotion with her friends when she met Zheng Shao's gaze. She raised her brows and walked over here with her men.
When everyone present saw this scene, they all started to watch the show.
The feud between the Song and Zheng families has a long history. Before the Song family came to Gangcheng, the Zheng family was the largest force in this land. However, after the Song family came, they used all means and quickly suppressed the Zheng family.
The ancestors of the Zheng family had a scholarly background. Although they later went into business, their descendants still had a kind of character. Therefore, the Zheng family did not like the Song family very much. Young Master Zheng looked at Song Xiangjun as if he were looking at a fly, and he would be annoyed if he even glanced at her!
But Song Xiangjun just happened to have a dispute with him today.
Song Xiangjun kicked over a single sofa, put his hands in his pockets, leaned on the back of the sofa, and looked at Zheng Ziye with his eyes.
"Why, you won't tell me? You don't know that I'm here today, acting like my mother has died, just to spoil my fun, right?"
"Song Xiangjun, what are you talking about?"
Zheng Ziye stood up suddenly. He had a close relationship with his mother, but his mother had just passed away not long ago. Song Xiangjun was just rubbing salt into his wounds!
Song Xiangjun snorted, "Too much? I have something even more excessive. Do you want it? Damn—"
Before she could finish her words, the opponent's fist suddenly hit her, and she barely dodged it.
Song Xiangjun was not a pushover. She picked up an ornament nearby and smashed it on Zheng Ziye.
"What's wrong with me saying a few words to you? Did I say something wrong? Zheng Ziye, why don't you take a look in the mirror? How can you compare to me? What qualifications do you have to fight me?"
"Oh, I get it. You're envious, jealous, and hate me because you couldn't beat me in NCI this time, right? I'm telling you, you'll never be able to surpass me in your entire life. You'll always have to live under my halo!"
Zheng Ziye was beaten, and Song Xiangjun didn't get off well either. He pressed Song Xiangjun with his moves and said, "Pooh!", "You know how you achieved all those achievements. You have a despicable character and dirty means. I don't even bother to compete with you!"
"What a joke! If you don't care about it, why would you join NCI?"
Song Xiangjun dodged Zheng Ziye's attack with a roll, distanced herself from him, and taunted him, "You speak so eloquently, but if you have the guts, you can defeat me with your own righteous ways. Can you?"
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