In Qian Jiaxin's regret, Ye Fan followed Jin Zhiyuan and the others and sat down at the main table.
There were many acquaintances at this table, Master Ji Mie, Han Changshan and Huo Ziyan were all there, which made Ye Fan feel less restrained.
Although Ye Fan was not used to this kind of situation, he still greeted everyone enthusiastically, making the atmosphere gradually lively.
He also collected a large number of business cards from celebrities from all over the world, almost filling his two pockets.
However, compared to the other tables which were full, there were still three empty seats at the main table.
In addition to Kwon Sang-guo not showing up while bathing and changing clothes, there were also two invited guests who didn't show up.
One was written with Qian Ruhai, and the other was written with Sun Beidou. After thinking for a while, Ye Fan judged that the other party was the two wealthy families in Hong Kong City.
Although the whole banquet was full of guests, the two seats at the main table were empty, which was still very eye-catching and caused many people to whisper.
"It's almost seven o'clock when the banquet starts. Why aren't Sun Beidou and Qian Ruhai here?"
"I guess he won't come. Rumor has it that they think Mr. Quan is a waste and there is no need to come to the banquet to save face."
"This is just one of the reasons. The main reason is that Jin Zhihao was deposed and Jin Zhiyuan did nothing, making the Jin family very angry with her."
"Kim Ji-ho's mother, who is also Kim Ji-won's baby mother, is another daughter of the Choi family chaebol. She even threatened to kill both the perpetrator and Kim Ji-won."
"The head of the Cui family also wants Father Jin to give an explanation to his grandson. If it weren't for the protection of Jin Zhiyuan's grandfather, Jin Cui would probably send someone to arrest her."
"Even so, the two chaebols of Jin and Cui have also given orders to Jin Zhiyuan. After celebrating her eightieth birthday, she must return to the South to give them an account."
"This time, I'm afraid it will be difficult to come back."
"Sun Qian and the others originally gave Jin Zhiyuan face, but now that Jin Zhiyuan has fallen out with the family and made Ms. Cui angry, they no longer want to be polite."
"After all, Kim Ji-won can't compare with Kim Ji-ho's mother, who is so proud of her mother because of her son's worth."
"This means that Sun Beidou and Qian Ruhai have sided with Mrs. Jin..."
"Isn't this an obvious thing? How can a useless swordsman master and a reclusive Hong Kong City president compare with the two conglomerates of Jin and Cui?"
"That is to say, we are tightly tied to the Nanguo Chamber of Commerce, and the Jin Cui Chaebol disdains cooperation with us, otherwise we would not come to the banquet."
Although he was far away from the guests and chatting at random, Ye Fan still caught the clues and figured out what happened immediately.
He looked curiously at Jin Zhiyuan beside him.
Quan Xiangguo has fully recovered. After these two days of recuperation, he is estimated to have killed several tigers. Why didn't Jin Zhiyuan spread the news?
Ye Fan believes that as long as outsiders know that Quan Xiangguo has recovered and can stand up, Qian Ruhai and Sun Beidou will definitely attend the banquet respectfully.
Even the two major chaebols, Kim and Cui, will immediately change their attitude.
"Grandpa said that those who come to this banquet may not be close friends, but those who don't come must not be friends of the Nanguo Chamber of Commerce."
Jin Zhiyuan obviously saw the confusion in Ye Fan's eyes, and took over the topic with a chuckle: "So it depends on their luck whether they come or not."
Ye Fan chuckled and nodded: "Mr. Quan wants to experience the last bitterness of the world."
Kim Ji-won hits the nail on the head: "They don't want to talk to each other when they are down, but what reason do they have to stand high when they are brilliant?"
Ye Fan asked hesitantly: "I heard that the Jin Cui Chaebol is very powerful, can you handle it?"
If someone else asked this, Jin Zhiyuan would feel sarcastic, but she knew that Ye Fan was concerned, so she smiled playfully:
"How can I, a small guild president stationed in a port city, compete with the two plutocrats who control the fate of the country?"
"Are you worried that if I go back, I'll never come back?"
"How about I stop being a guild leader, and I'll go back to Longdu with you. I'll be your little medicine boy, and you'll protect me for the rest of my life, okay?"
She also poured a glass of red wine for Mark: "Looking at the world, you are probably the only one who can save me and take me in."
"Miss Jin is joking. With the support of the old man, you will only have a near miss."
Ye Fan smiled awkwardly, and then said seriously: "But when you are really desperate, you can come to me at any time."
Jin Zhiyuan's face was touched, and she shook Ye Fan's hand subconsciously: "Ye Fan, thank you, you are such a good person..."
"Definitely -"
Before he finished speaking, he heard the tapping of high heels at the door, which sounded menacing and arrogant.
Ye Fan turned his head and looked over, and saw a dozen men and women in colorful clothes approaching with great momentum.
The leader was a beautiful woman with an oval face, a white autumn dress, black trousers and a pair of high heels. Her temperament was so cool that people were afraid of it.
Most people, even if they don't feel ashamed in front of her, will at least give up the idea of getting close to her.
What made Ye Fan squint his eyes the most was that she was very similar to Qian Jiaxin.
Sure enough, Qian Jiaxin, who was about to stagger away with Park Yinglong, was shocked when he saw the beautiful woman walking straight to the podium:
"Mom, why are you here?"
Ye Fan confirmed his judgment that this beautiful woman was the wife of the Qian family, but her expression was cold, as if she had come with bad intentions.
The beautiful woman glanced at Qian Jiaxin, frowned slightly but said nothing, and walked to the main table with a rainbow-like momentum.
Jin Zhiyuan narrowed her eyes when she saw this. The Nanguo Chamber of Commerce hosted a banquet for Qian Ruhai, Qian Jiaxin's grandfather, not a second-tier Mrs. Qian.
However, out of politeness, she still greeted him:
"Mrs. Qian, good evening. It's a pleasure to attend the meeting despite your busy schedule."
She was showing goodwill: "Is Mr. Qian out there? I will personally go over to greet him."
"President Jin, there is no need to be polite."
Mrs. Qian's lips curled up with a hint of teasing:
"The old man is not feeling well tonight. He will not come to the banquet. I am the representative of the Qian family."
Then she made a gesture: "Come here, give me a congratulatory gift."
A bald man stepped forward, clanged a gift, and placed it on the huge main table.
The gift was not even wrapped, so it was clearly presented in front of everyone.
wall clock!
It also happened to coincide with seven o'clock, and there was a clanging sound.
Ye Fan was stunned: Send a bell?
Everyone present was also shocked and looked at the wall clock in disbelief.
They never expected that Mrs. Qian would present a bell on Prime Minister Quan's birthday. This was not a lack of respect, but rather a sign of declaring war.
Qian Jiaxin was also shocked. She was surprised by her mother's move, and then realized that this was probably what grandpa and the others meant.
I just don’t know how my grandfather, who has always been friendly and prosperous, got the confidence to break up with the Nanguo Chamber of Commerce.
After all, the two parties still have many projects to cooperate on.
But anyway, she started to get excited, hoping that her mother could disturb the banquet, embarrass Jin Zhiyuan and Ye Fan, and vent her bad breath.
"You bastard, you're so bullying!"
At this moment, the middle-aged manager and the others reacted, pulled out their swing sticks and came forward with a roar.
All of them were furious and ready to fight Mrs. Qian.
More than a dozen men and women from the Qian family responded immediately, not only protecting Mrs. Qian but also assuming an attack posture.
"Stop it all!"
Upon seeing this, Jin Zhiyuan stretched out her hand to stop all her subordinates, not wanting a banquet to become a mess.
Then, she stared at the beautiful woman with sharp eyes:
"Mrs. Qian, Qian Ruhai won't give me and grandpa face, let's just let you, a second-line employee, attend the banquet, and let you show off your power to deliver the wall clock?"
"Is this Qian Ruhai's intention or yours?"
There was a fierce murderous intent in her eyes: "Is the Qian family going to make an enemy of the Nanguo Chamber of Commerce?"
The rest of the southerners were also staring at Mrs. Qian and the others.
How can I not feel angry when Mrs. Qian makes such a fuss on this great day tonight?
Ye Fan also shook his head gently. Qian Ruhai did go too far. He didn't want to offend the two major chaebols, Jin and Cui, by going to the banquet. Just like Sun Beidou, he just didn't come.
Why send a junior here and send a wall clock to add to the problem?
