Super Rich by Doing as You Please

Chapter 324 - 167: What a Coincidence, I Just Want to Be That Fool (Part 2)

"You’re thinking too small."

Xu Yun said, "Happiness is better when shared. When you have something good, you should learn to share it."

"Of course *you’d* think that."

Xino said irritably, "You’re just like my brother. You’ll take anyone who comes along, but you’re not sincere with a single one of them."

Xu Yun was speechless.

’So this is a common problem among the rich, not just me being a scumbag.’

Seeing that Xu Yun had changed, Xino also went into the bedroom and changed into an evening gown she had prepared earlier. The aura of a wealthy heiress immediately became apparent.

It was the first time Xu Yun had seen her dressed like this, and he was a little stunned by her beauty.

Su Mu was more mature and also came from a well-off family.

But when it came to a delicate, refined elegance, she was still a little bit behind the Xino in front of him.

This was a difference cultivated by varying levels of wealth.

Xino did a little twirl and asked with a smile, "Do I look good?"

"You look great."

Xu Yun smiled. "A lot of people are definitely going to be envious of me tonight."

"Me too."

A suit and an evening gown meant they definitely couldn’t take a sports car. It wouldn’t be appropriate.

So, the hotel arranged for a high-end executive car to take the two of them to their destination: the 1663 Shanxi Association Hall.

They weren’t early. The entrance was already lined with luxury cars—mostly Mercedes, BMWs, as well as Bentleys and Rolls-Royces.

Besides those, there were various executive cars.

The only thing missing was sports cars.

Indeed, attendees at this sort of event were generally successful men over thirty. It was rare to see young people who were still into sports cars.

Young people didn’t like attending these kinds of events anyway; they were boring.

Xino had been sent to represent her father.

Doormen stood at the entrance, checking invitations before letting guests inside. They also informed everyone that personal photography and videography were prohibited.

Xu Yun followed Xino inside. The venue was already crowded with people chatting and laughing with each other at various tables and food stations.

It seemed most of them already knew one another.

Though it was called a charity gala, wasn’t it also an opportunity for everyone to expand their social networks?

Perhaps many deals and collaborations were born this way.

For the people attending, bidding on items and doing charity weren’t the real goals. They were merely a means to an end.

The true purpose was to meet the people they wanted to see, accomplish the things they wanted to do, or find the opportunities they were looking for.

Xu Yun subconsciously scanned the room and was surprised to spot several A-list female celebrities.

But compared to their dazzling public personas, they seemed rather ordinary here, existing more as accessories for the men at their sides.

They proactively greeted everyone they met.

Xu Yun had attended the Bentley owners’ club gathering before, but compared to the quality of this event, it was on a completely different level.

Whether it was the guests’ aura or their conversation, everything was a clear step up.

After all, this wasn’t the kind of high-level gala you could get into just by having a bit of pocket change.

’So this is what they call high society,’ Xu Yun thought.

As Xu Yun and Xino appeared at the gala, they quickly drew the gazes of those around them.

This was because there were few young people present to begin with.

What’s more, with one being handsome and the other being gentle and beautiful, they were a rare golden couple.

Since the gala was in Rongcheng, most of the guests were locals, and the vast majority didn’t recognize them.

Therefore, everyone started speculating about their identities.

But it was just speculation; no one would lower their own status to approach and talk to them.

But there were exceptions.

For example, a senior executive from Eastern Airlines who was attending the gala—the very same Hu Yong who had flown in to handle Xu Yun’s incident.

He had seen a photo of Xu Yun.

So, as soon as Xu Yun appeared at the gala, he quickly spotted him.

Anyone who could appear at this gala, whether representing their parents or themselves, was clearly no ordinary wealthy person.

After observing for a moment, he walked over, glass in hand.

"Hello, Mr. Xu."

Hu Yong said with a smile, "I didn’t expect to see you here. Your girlfriend is very beautiful."

Xu Yun’s brow furrowed.

He looked at the man in his thirties and said, puzzled, "I don’t believe I know you."

"Of course. Today is the first time we’ve met."

Hu Yong said, "Let me introduce myself. I’m the manager of the public relations department at Eastern Airlines. My name is Hu Yong."

Xu Yun frowned. "Did you come here specifically to find me?"

’They’ve really become a persistent nuisance, impossible to shake off.’

"No, it’s a coincidence. I’m also here representing my general manager at this charity gala."

Hu Yong explained, "I didn’t expect to run into you here, Mr. Xu. It must be fate."

"The ’fate’ that arranged a Yage for me?"

"Mr. Xu, that incident was indeed an oversight on our company’s part. We have already disciplined the personnel who handled the matter at the time."

Hu Yong said, "Here and now, I can also apologize on behalf of the company for giving you such a terrible travel experience."

"President Hu, you don’t need to apologize to me."

Xu Yun had no intention of accepting the apology for what happened last time.

The reason Eastern Airlines was acting this way wasn’t because they truly felt they were wrong, but because they wanted to mitigate the losses and negative publicity they had caused.

If he had been just an ordinary first-class passenger like the other three at the time, would they have even bothered?

The answer was no.

A few more or a few less passengers meant nothing to them.

He said, "You don’t need to be so persistent. Losing one passenger won’t affect your revenue."