Qian Jiaxin and the others couldn't help but be surprised when they heard the Southern people calling Ye Fan a distinguished guest.
It seems that he did not expect that Ye Fan would be really popular among southern people.
However, Ye Fan was startled by this voice and felt very embarrassed.
Seeing that many people were looking around, and there was movement inside that Jin Zhiyuan was going to lead people to greet her, he hurriedly ran in.
Qian Jiaxin and the others opened their mouths slightly, obviously still unable to accept this scene.
"Damn it! He must have gone in under my banner."
At this time, Park Young-ryong with a gloomy face suddenly said:
"Ye Fan must have told the guard that he is with us."
"The guard was shocked by my reputation when he saw me, so he couldn't help but let him in."
"If Ye Fan is really a distinguished guest, how could he not have an invitation in his hand? How could he run away like a frightened bird?"
He said with a straight face:
"This bastard is very powerful, but he doesn't care about the situation. This time I'm really angry."
Hearing Pu Yinglong's explanation, Qian Jiaxin and the others suddenly realized that Ye Fan's so-called distinguished guest was taking advantage of them.
Qian Jiaxin's pretty face turned frosty: "I will find him when I go in later, and I must drive him out, otherwise something will happen and we will be hurt!"
The female companions around him nodded in agreement. Ye Fan's shamelessness really made them angry.
"Let's go in first. It's not good for so many people to stand around."
Park Yinglong calmed down, waved his hands, held his head high and led Qian Jiaxin and the others forward.
A southern guard saw them and immediately stretched out his hand to stop them: "Everyone, please show me your invitation."
"You bastard, you don't even recognize me anymore?"
When Park Young-ryong saw this, he became furious: "I am Park Young-ryong. Can't you recognize me if I put on a tuxedo?"
Qian Jiaxin also spoke proudly: "Mr. Park is the number one dragon in the South. Even Miss Jin has to give face. Are you blind?"
The Nanguo guard sneered. Park Yinglong was blacklisted in the Nanguo Chamber of Commerce. It was really out of his mind to show off in front of him.
When he was about to give an order to drive Park Yinglong away, he saw another southern guard approaching and whispered into his ear:
"They came with Mr. Ye. I saw them chatting all the way just now."
"Last time on the golf course, they also hung out with Mr. Ye."
He reminded Park Yinglong of their relationship with Ye Fan.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Park, I'm rude."
Hearing his companion's reminder, the Nanguo guard's expression suddenly changed, and then he nodded and bowed with a warm smile:
"Please come inside! Mr. Park, please come inside!"
He also bowed: "I can't see Taishan. Please forgive me, Mr. Park."
"I guess you are sensible."
Park Yinglong snorted: "Miss Qian and the others are my friends, and there are no invitations. I want to take them in with me."
The guards from the Southern Kingdom nodded repeatedly to Qian Jiaxin and the others:
"Welcome, welcome, all distinguished guests, please come in."
The guard's attitude suddenly shocked Qian Jiaxin and the others, and they all looked at Park Yinglong in shock.
They never expected that Park Young-ryong was not only easy to use, but also enjoyed VIP treatment, and even they could be brought in.
Qian Jiaxin looked at Park Yinglong's handsome face and sighed:
"After all, I underestimated Mr. Park's face."
She was once worried that with so many people, the Nanguo Chamber of Commerce would not let them in. But as soon as Park Yinglong revealed his name, the guard immediately became frightened.
In less than a week, Qian Jiaxin has seen so many extraordinary things about Park Young-ryong, and he is ten times more powerful than she imagined.
The dispute in the wing of Jingyunzhai, the incident at the Elisa bar, the conflict at the golf course, the bail at the police station, and today’s entrance...
Which one doesn’t show Park Young-ryong’s status and face?
Any troublesome matter can be easily solved with one face-to-face meeting and one sentence.
So she reached out and took Park Yinglong's arm and said with a smile: "Mr. Park, it's getting late, let's go in."
She was determined to win over this man, and Park Young-ryong would definitely make her the center of attention.
Then she thought of Ye Fan who ran in, and a hint of disdain rose at the corner of her mouth.
Cowardly, cowardly, obsessed with saving face, and causing trouble all day long, there is simply no comparison with Park Young-yong.
Park Yinglong nodded and led Qian Jiaxin and the others into the hall with their heads held high.
Today is Prime Minister Kwon's 80th birthday, so Kim Ji-won invited 800 people, and the entire first floor of the club was filled with tables.
People are coming and going, the fragrance is blowing, and celebrities from Southeast Asia are everywhere.
Qian Jiaxin couldn't help but sigh: "Prime Minister Quan's face is so great."
"you are wrong!"
Park Yinglong shook his head when he heard this: "Prime Minister Quan used to be really majestic, but now he really doesn't have any face."
"He has been seriously ill for many years. Not only has his physical strength deteriorated significantly, he can no longer stand on his legs, and his body functions have also deteriorated a lot."
"In other words, he only has a few days to live, and this eightieth birthday is probably his last year."
"Kim Ji-won, give him a good care and let him die in glory."
He disdainfully looked at the word "longevity" on the rostrum: "How can such a dying person have the dignity to invite celebrities from all over the world to attend the birthday banquet?"
"Too!"
Qian Jiaxin and the others nodded: "That's what Jin Zhiyuan and the Nanguo Chamber of Commerce are capable of."
"I didn't expect that she has such a high status that she would invite eight hundred dignitaries to congratulate Prime Minister Quan."
There was a trace of melancholy on Qian Jiaxin's face. She was about the same age as Jin Zhiyuan, but she was not half as powerful as her. She would definitely not be able to invite eight hundred powerful people.
But then she thought that Park Young-ryong was better than Kim Ji-won. As long as she hugged this thigh, she would have a chance to beat Kim Ji-won in the future.
"You're wrong again."
Park Yinglong felt Qian Jiaxin's tenderness and explained with an inscrutable expression:
"Kim Ji-won and the Nanguo Chamber of Commerce don't have this kind of face either."
"The main reason why dignitaries from all walks of life came here is to give face to the Kim chaebol behind Kim Ji-won."
"If it weren't for the Kim chaebol, today's banquet would be too crowded for eighty people."
"So you don't have to think that Kim Ji-won is so powerful."
"She can really reach the sky. When she sees me on the golf course, she won't be like a mouse seeing a cat."
Park Yinglong spoke so arrogantly that Qian Jiaxin and others nodded repeatedly.
"asshole!"
But Qian Jiaxin quickly turned gloomy when she saw Ye Fan emerging from the crowd.
Ye Fan, who had just given away the congratulatory gifts, was excitedly holding a small snack box and eating the weird snacks inside.
For Ye Fan, getting to know the powerful people from all over the world is not as cost-effective as eating.
In the past twenty years, he had lived a poor life and had never seen or eaten many good things.
"I'm furious."
Seeing Ye Fan eating so much, Qian Jiaxin was going crazy.
Even if the fox pretends to be the tiger's power, they still eat and drink together, and look ugly when they eat, which is simply a disgrace to them!
She couldn't bear it anymore and rushed over and grabbed Ye Fan:
