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Yang Yuan presented an invitation to Murong Lian in front of Mo Ming, saying so much and putting on such a show, all to convey to Mo Ming that even though he is now the vice president of Starry Rhythm Advertising Company, he still has no qualifications to be compared with him.
Mo Ming was indifferent to Yang Yuan's provocation. He turned to Murong Lian and teased, "Miss Murong, it seems Young Master Yang has set his sights on you as his future wife. Given his sincerity, if you don't mind, why not just marry him?"
"Get lost! Go as far away as you can!" Murong Lian replied angrily.
Mo Ming laughed a few times but didn’t say anything further to provoke Murong Lian. He left, satisfied that he had received Murong Lian's approval and not needing to work for a while. He happily returned to the hospital to accompany Lin Yuan'er.
For several days, Mo Ming stayed at the hospital, never leaving Lin Yuan'er's side and taking great care of her. He was starting to resemble a devoted husband. The nurses, unaware of the true nature of Mo Ming and Lin Yuan'er's relationship, dubbed him a "good home man," which made Mo Ming smile wryly.
Unexpectedly, the formidable Shura, known for his bloody hands-on combat skills, had become a beloved figure in the eyes of others as a charming homebody. If the "Righteous Souls" gang heard about this, they would probably laugh for quite some time.
Fortunately, after about five days, Lin Yuan'er woke up.
When she first saw Mo Ming by her side, she felt no fear of death; instead, there was an indescribable joy. It was because the person she loved had been by her side during her injury, making her feel that the pain was worth it.
Lin Yuan'er wanted to leave the hospital and go home, but Mo Ming firmly refused. He insisted that she stay until she fully recovered. This was fine with Lin Yuan'er; at least during this time, she would have plenty of moments with Mo Ming by her side.
This was the life she had always longed for: being close to Mo Ming, watching his every move and listening to his words and actions. She no longer needed material wealth; this simple life was already fulfilling.
However, during Lin Yuan'er's hospitalization, Ultimate Electronics Company began promoting its new branch in Nanhua City and advertising its latest generation of computer products. The news spread through every street and alley, making headlines in major newspapers and magazines.
Business analysts noted that Ultimate Electronics Company was making waves like a dragon crossing the river as it expanded from the United States into Nanhua City, aiming to seize a position in the electronics industry. This caused many local leaders in the electronics sector to feel tense, fearing they might be pushed out of the market.
At the same time, Yang Yuan sent out numerous invitations primarily targeting social elites and dignitaries in Nanhua City. He even invited Williams Mo, the mysterious major shareholder of Phoenix Grand Hotel, to attend the launch party for Ultimate Electronics Company's Nanhua City branch and participate in the ribbon-cutting ceremony.
The venue for the gala was at Feng Lai Hotel.
On the night of the event, celebrities from various fields arrived one after another. While they appeared to be attending the gala, in reality, everyone was seizing the opportunity to catch a glimpse of the exceptionally low-profile major shareholder of Phoenix Grand Hotel, Williams Mo.
It is said that this individual made a lavish acquisition, purchasing eighty percent of the hotel's shares in one go. However, no one knows his true identity; all that is known is that Williams Mo hails from the United States.
It can be said that aside from the powerful emergence of Ultimate Electronics Company, the mysterious tycoon Williams Mo has become the hottest topic in the news. Yang Yuan went to great lengths to invite Williams Mo, eventually securing an invitation through the current chairman of Phoenix Grand Hotel.
Tonight, it was rare to see Mo Ming dressed in a formal black fitted suit. You might wonder where he is?
He is inside the grand hall of Phoenix Grand Hotel!
At this moment, there were not many guests at the gala; small clusters of people appeared here and there. Most were middle-aged men, and those who arrived this early typically held lower social status.
Among these small groups, Mo Ming stood out as he was young and had a standard height. Dressed in a formal black suit, he looked quite impressive and somewhat distinguished.
Everyone present knew that those who could be here were either wealthy or influential. Given Mo Ming's age and presence, many assumed he was a young nobleman from a prominent family. Thus, some people passing by greeted him warmly, to which Mo Ming responded amicably by raising his glass in return.
Naturally, his presence attracted attention and sparked discussions. However, Mo Ming was too indifferent to care about their speculations; he simply enjoyed his drink and savored the prepared delicacies.
Suddenly, a voice that filled Mo Ming with extreme disdain rang out.
"Hey, look who it is! Isn’t this the Deputy General Manager of Starry Rhythm Advertising Company? I wonder what wind blew this 'big shot' over here?"
Just by hearing the voice without needing to look, Mo Ming knew instantly that this foul remark came from Yang Yuan. It was truly both disgusting and offensive. If anyone had noticed, they would have seen a hint of mockery at the corner of Mo Ming's mouth.
"Oh, listen to that unbearable voice. I thought it was that blind bastard, but it turns out it's the one who loves to eavesdrop, Yang Yuan. Young Master Yang, I truly apologize for the various insults I just hurled at you."
Mo Ming held a wine glass in one hand and had the other casually tucked into his pants pocket, standing elegantly as he fixed his gaze on the approaching Yang Yuan, a hint of a teasing smile playing at the corners of his mouth.
It was quite a rare sight. In this kind of gathering tonight, Liu Hu's lackey had surprisingly vanished, which was indeed astonishing. However, it also sparked a flicker of doubt in Mo Ming's mind; Liu Hu shouldn't be absent given Yang Yuan's status.
Unless Yang Yuan had something more important for him to handle.
Originally, Yang Yuan had intended to tease Mo Ming as he approached, but upon hearing Mo Ming's emphasis on eavesdropping, his expression slightly darkened. Nevertheless, he maintained a smirk that didn't quite reach his eyes and said, "Mr. Mo is quite humorous. However, I recall inviting only Miss Murong tonight and not you, Vice President Mo."
"Really? Are you sure you only invited President Mu and not me? Because I seem to remember Young Master Yang personally sending me an invitation," Mo Ming replied nonchalantly with a light chuckle, teasingly adding, "If it weren't for Young Master Yang's lengthy pleasantries on the invitation hoping for my presence to support you, I wouldn't have bothered coming."
"What a joke! When I, Yang Yuan, host a gathering, I only invite prominent individuals," Yang Yuan scoffed, deliberately raising his voice. "Vice President Mo seems to be overestimating himself. Just because you're the vice president of Starry Rhythm Advertising Company doesn't make you someone significant. In terms of status, you're merely a bodyguard beside Murong Lian. Does being favored by your master give you the right to act so arrogantly?"
Yang Yuan's words were laced with sarcasm aimed directly at Mo Ming, clearly intending to embarrass him. Many celebrities and wealthy individuals present overheard this and silently mocked him while casting disdainful glances at Mo Ming.
"This person is truly amusing. Although Starry Rhythm Advertising Company has some influence in Nanhua City, it's hardly a major company. It's reasonable for Murong Lian to attend, but how could such a minor vice president dare show up? It's utterly ridiculous."
"Exactly! What qualifications does such a lowly vice president have to be here?"
"If I were him, I'd find a crack in the ground to hide in; this is just humiliating."
...
As for the discordant voices around him, the curve of Yang Yuan's lips only grew higher, filled with sarcasm that spoke volumes without needing words.
Those successful individuals with a bit of money and status seemed to regard Mo Ming as a joke. They chatted casually, pointing fingers and making comments, which would make anyone else feel embarrassed and want to run away. However, Mo Ming remained unfazed and smiled.
Seeing that his plan was working, Yang Yuan shouted, "Security, quickly throw this person out! Make sure no one without an invitation gets in here; it really affects the guests' mood!"
With that shout, several security personnel immediately appeared, saying, "Young Master Yang, what are your orders?"
"Get this person out of here; don't let him loiter around!" Yang Yuan instructed, pointing at Mo Ming.
The security guards moved to approach.
Mo Ming, however, was unconcerned. He gently swirled the 1982 red wine in his glass before downing it in one gulp. Then he pulled out a wooden invitation card from his pocket and tossed it toward Yang Yuan.
Yang Yuan squinted as he caught the invitation card. His expression darkened, and there was a hint of anger in his brows.
Mo Ming smiled and said, "Young Master Yang, take a good look at this invitation from that jerk. It clearly states that I was respectfully invited over. Now he wants to kick me out? Isn't that a bit ridiculous?"
Hearing this, Yang Yuan frowned and opened the invitation card. He discovered that it was an invitation he had sent to Williams Mo, the largest shareholder of Phoenix Grand Hotel.
He felt suspicious but still found it hard to believe.
Yang Yuan sneered, "Ha! Vice President Mo has quite the ability to manage to steal this invitation from Mr. Williams Mo. Your skills in thievery are truly impressive."
"Ha! Young Master Yang, that comment is rather harsh. It seems some people are fond of stealing, especially when it comes to stealing others' conversations," Mo Ming teased. "Am I right?"
"Nonsense!" Yang Yuan's face darkened as he said, "Security, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and throw this person out!"
One of the security guards, who had received a slap from Murong Wei due to matters concerning Mo Ming, recognized Mo Ming's identity. At that moment, he hesitated and did not dare to approach.
Instead, a guard who had just entered and had never seen Mo Ming before, wanting to earn some credit, walked up and attempted to take action. Just as he was about to make a move, a stern shout rang out.
"Everyone, stop right now! If anyone dares to touch Ming Shao, don't even think about working here anymore!"
This stern shout immediately made the security guards refrain from acting recklessly. They all turned to look at the source of the voice and saw a middle-aged man in a sharp suit striding over with an expression of anger.
Those with some status recognized the middle-aged man approaching; he was Chen Xuanyi, the current chairman of Phoenix Grand Hotel. In terms of status, he was at least among the top ten in Nanhua City—everyone knew him.
"Chairman Chen, what is this about?" Yang Yuan asked, somewhat confused.
Chen Xuanyi ignored Yang Yuan's words and directly walked up to Mo Ming. The anger on his face quickly dissipated, replaced by a warm smile. This sudden change surprised those around them and made Yang Yuan feel increasingly anxious.
"Ming Shao, I apologize for not being able to personally welcome you earlier due to some matters. I almost let my careless subordinate offend you. I'm truly sorry; I will make sure to discipline them properly in the future."
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