Chapter 199 Unable to Keep a Low Profile
"No problem, no problem," Mao Manxi waved her hands repeatedly, "Last time Hong Yinpen brought a box of chicken, and we didn't have enough to share."
"Comrade Mao..."
Before anyone could finish speaking, Mao Manxi immediately shook her head and muttered, "I don't want to listen, you bastard..."
An Zhixia seemed to be a straightforward person, who had a clear distinction between love and hate and would take revenge on the spot. However, she was not very popular in the circle because she was good-looking and too outstanding, which made people around her feel pressured.
She also doesn't like the intrigues in the circle, so not only is she single and has never had a relationship, she also has hardly had any friendships.
But when she got here, she no longer had the title of the Triple-Area Queen, but was just an ordinary girl with exceptionally beautiful looks. She had a good relationship with Fang Hongye, and now she was very interested in this sudden Mao Manxi.
The two girls talked about food all the way, which made the driver and Li Hanqian drool so much and their stomachs growl uncontrollably.
Kyoto is very large. In addition to the central district where the leaders gather, there are Dongcheng District, Xicheng District, Zhaoyang District and Taifeng District around it. Beyond that is the suburbs, and in the back is the key development area of the new city district. The people who made great contributions to the founding of the country live in this courtyard in Dongcheng District, and Mr. Yang is one of them. Zhaoyang District gathers three-quarters of the wealthy families, and Xicheng District covers half of the factories in Kyoto. Taifeng District is not outstanding in all aspects, but its comprehensive strength should not be underestimated.
The calligraphy exhibition of Mr. Bai Yiping was held in Fengtai Book Gallery in Taifeng District. The days were short in winter, and when they arrived at the gallery, there were almost no pedestrians on the road, only cold lights standing on both sides like guards.
Limousines were passing by one after another, and waiters wearing white gloves came forward to open the doors for the guests. An Zhixia looked at the white European-style buildings, the neon music fountain, and the endless stream of guests dressed in fancy clothes, and felt as if she had returned to the modern era.
"I didn't expect Kyoto to be so lively at night," she couldn't help but sigh.
Mao Manxi came out, ignoring the man's outstretched hand, wrinkled her nose and secretly made a face, took An Zhixia's arm, and said with a smile: "There are dignitaries in every dynasty, but people outside the circle don't know about it."
Bai Junya's father is the vice president of the Calligraphy Association. Now he has applied for a calligraphy and art gallery to hold his father's 60th birthday party and has invited many celebrities and scholars, demonstrating the Bai family's extraordinary status today.
As soon as An Zhixia entered the venue, she attracted everyone's attention, as if the crystal chandelier above her head was shining only on her. Her black and white houndstooth waisted woolen coat was unique among the guests, and her already beautiful face immediately attracted many men to move their feet and gather here. The women gnashed their teeth and cursed inwardly, which leader had dug up this thousand-year-old little demon!
Li Hanqian took a step forward, blocking the two ladies behind him, and glanced at everyone with a stern warning. Most people stopped, but some were not afraid.
A fair-faced young man in a striped suit and slicked back hair came forward and took two bottles of champagne from the waiter's tray. "Hey, isn't this Director Li from the Dongcheng District Supply and Marketing Cooperative? Madam Li is becoming more and more beautiful and virtuous. Whose family is this girl from?
Could it be some princess who lives in seclusion? How can such a beautiful lady not have a male companion to take care of her? What do you think of me?"
As he handed over the champagne, he asked with a greasy smile.
An Zhixia had previously been concerned about her brother and sister-in-law and wanted to keep a low profile and avoid trouble. But after seeing today's scene, she understood that the rules of the world are always made by the strong. She appeared in this circle, relying on her face and figure, and could no longer keep a low profile, just like stepping into a big dye vat and leaving no blank space.
Rather than being teased like a toy, she would rather take the initiative and let others not underestimate her. Besides, she had a physical aversion to the Fang and Bai families, not to mention that the young man in front of her had unsteady steps and dark eyes. Every cell in her body was trying to describe what frivolity was.
With his eyelids lowered, he thought for a moment, then An Zhixia took it and raised his eyebrows coldly: "Excuse me, sir?"
He tugged at his collar with one hand, coughed softly and said proudly, "I am Fang Yishun, the second son of the deputy manager of the department store. May I ask your name, young lady?"
An Zhixia couldn't help but pull Mao Manxi's arm and laughed, "Sister Manman, how could such a vulgar person be invited to participate in the calligraphy and painting exhibition? He has no taste, no culture, and he looks ugly, but he dresses like a peacock seeking a mate.
Alas, I really don’t have any expectations for this calligraphy and painting exhibition.”
This sentence made everyone in the hall silent. Standing at the door were people from the Bai family, and there were also some prominent figures around them, who were nailed to the spot by this sentence.
Mao Manxi's expression twitched, and she tried to maintain her dignity, pursed her lips and whispered in agreement: "I think so too."
Li Hanqian couldn't help but cough. His wife was fierce enough, but at least she let herself go at home. As soon as this girl came in, she didn't even have time to make way for the people behind her, she started to argue with people and even dragged the host in. This is also a fierce girl!
He shouldn't have brought these two women with him. Wouldn't it be better to just go to the banquet with his friends, watch the beauties, drink and chat? Why did he become so ambitious that he brought the "tough guy" with him to help out?
"This is the first time for the little girl to attend a birthday party and a calligraphy and painting exhibition. She is a little bit uncomfortable to adapt. Please don't be surprised," he said seriously.
"Humph, do you think I don't understand what you're saying?" Fang Yishun said angrily, "It seems to me that your supply and marketing cooperative doesn't take the department store seriously, nor does it take the treasures left by the Bai family and our Xia Hua ancestors seriously, so you let a yellow-haired girl talk nonsense!"
"What do you mean by nonsense? If you are uneducated, don't use random words. I am telling the truth. If there is anything wrong with my words, please point it out! Do you have taste to smear your slicked-back hair with saliva, smell of dirt, and perform a show with red and green? If you are educated, can't you just ask a lady's name if you don't know her name? We are not familiar with each other, and people will think you want to date me!
Or do you just look good? Have buck teeth and cross eyes become the mainstream aesthetic?
Besides, what is the purpose of holding a calligraphy and painting exhibition? Isn't it to bring out the works for everyone to appreciate? If even telling the truth is not allowed here, then what is the point of us standing here?
Even Mr. Bai doesn't have the nerve to call his works the treasures of Xiahua, and you, a junior, dare to generalize?
Ha, what's even funnier is that I told you the truth, but you misled me by saying something about the department store and the supply and marketing cooperative. Are these two companies no longer state-owned because they have been given private names? "
(End of this chapter)
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