Upon hearing the name, everyone looked in the direction of the bespectacled man's finger, and immediately saw Lu Pengfei standing in an inconspicuous corner.
"I didn't expect Young Master Lu to come too. Let's go and say hello."
Seeing this, the man who was the leader among the crowd put down his wine glass and walked over. Behind him, a group of people followed step by step.
"Master Lu, long time no see!"
Before he even got close, the man greeted him with a smile.
"Oh, Mr. Yang, you are here too."
When he heard someone calling, Lu Pengfei, who was hiding in a corner and tasting wine, couldn't help but put down the wine glass in his hand and shook hands with him with a smile.
At the same time, he greeted the circle of people behind Young Master and asked questions one by one.
He knew this man named Yang Wendong. Although his family background was not as good as that of his Lu family, it was already very extraordinary and he belonged to the group below the top families.
Deeply influenced by his father, he has always been very humble and can always put on a kind face to show people no matter their status, which makes him popular in many circles.
Sure enough, after seeing Lu Pengfei take the initiative to greet him, the eyes of the group of people behind Yang Wendong suddenly brightened, and they stepped forward with a hint of flattery and shook hands with Lu Pengfei.
As the eldest brother of this group of people, Yang Wendong happily introduced them to Lu Pengfei one by one.
"Master Lu, I didn't expect you to come to Yinglu's birthday party."
When Yang Wendong was talking, he noticed that many girls around him were looking towards them.
Yang Wendong, who was somewhat self-aware, would certainly not think that these girls were looking at him.
Although his background is not bad and his appearance is not bad, the only one who can attract the attention of these discerning girls at the same time is Lu Pengfei.
As the eldest son of the Lu family, Lu Pengfei can be said to be first-class in terms of background, character, and appearance. Only such a person is qualified to receive so much attention.
"Uncle Gao and my father are old acquaintances. It's Yinglu's birthday, so I naturally have to come and see her."
"Oh?" After Lu Pengfei returned, Yang Wendong pretended to be surprised and said in surprise: "Is Mr. Lu also interested in Miss Gao?"
"Everyone has a love for beauty."
Lu Pengfei answered calmly and generously, without feeling embarrassed at all.
"Then the eldest son of the Zheng family has a powerful rival."
If other people's pursuit of Gao Yinglu would only make Yang Wendong laugh, the addition of Lu Pengfei would definitely add countless highlights to the scene.
Only Lu Pengfei, who had an equally outstanding background, could compete with the scion of the first family in the East City.
"By the way, speaking of the eldest son of the Zheng family, has Brother Yang seen him?"
When the name of the eldest son of the Zheng family was mentioned, Lu Pengfei suddenly became interested.
"No! Isn't it just standing there? A proud rooster."
When looking at the eldest son of the Zheng family, Yang Wendong had a look of dissatisfaction in his eyes.
He just tried to go over to say hello and show his face to the other party, but the other party ignored him at all, which made Yang Wendong, who had been accustomed to being pampered and sought after since childhood, very unhappy.
Lu Pengfei also noticed Yang Wendong's displeasure, but he didn't ask any more questions. He just exchanged pleasantries for a while and walked directly in the direction where the eldest son of the Zheng family was.
If he wants to follow his father's path in the future, connections will be an extremely important thing. With his status as the eldest son of the Zheng family, it is naturally worth making friends with him.
"Tch! In the final analysis, it's still profit."
Seeing the direction in which Lu Pengfei was walking away, Yang Wendong curled his lips disdainfully.
Although he could talk to people like Lu Pengfei, he knew that in terms of status, he was still a bit behind.
If the other party really wanted to ignore him like the eldest son of the Zheng family, he would have no better way to vent his dissatisfaction than secretly expressing his dissatisfaction.
While a few people were talking, Jiang Manwan, who was performing a warm-up performance on the high platform, also ended her singing and walked down the stage. She was replaced by a middle-aged man with a tall and straight posture.
The man was about forty-five or sixty-six, with thick eyebrows and deep eyes. He wore a valuable handmade suit on his tall and straight figure, which made him look even more majestic. He was an excellent clothes rack.
The man walked up to the high platform with a microphone, looked around the scene, cleared his throat, and started talking.
"Today is destined to be a special day for me, Gao, because my daughter, Lulu, is celebrating her eighteenth birthday today!"
When the man spoke, the noisy atmosphere below instantly became quiet.
Hundreds of people present all looked at the middle-aged man on the high platform at the same time.
Facing the richest man in Southeast City, these second generations still showed the respect they deserved.
With Gao Zhong's status in the Southeast today, except for a few people with high status, almost no one dares to offend the richest man in the Southeast who started from scratch and worked hard to reach his current status, let alone the second generation of them who still rely on the kindness of their parents.
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After some opening remarks, after a while, Gao Chong entered the group and said: "Okay, I won't say any more nonsense. I hope you all have fun today. Now, let's invite our protagonist today."
As the lights dimmed and then came back on, the middle-aged man in his forties had been replaced by a pretty girl dressed up in a princess dress. She was the protagonist of this banquet, Gao Yinglu.
"Thank you all for coming to my birthday party..."
The next five minutes were a brief thank you and blessing from Gao Yinglu.
"Why isn't it over yet? Aren't these people tired?"
Among the crowd below, Li Fan, who was dressed very inconspicuously, looked helplessly at Gao Yinglu above.
If it weren't for the fact that the little girl was pretty, Li Fan would have slipped aside to eat. At his current level, he didn't pay much attention to the so-called red tape.
Of course, he didn't think much of it originally, but now his strong strength gave him the confidence to ignore other people's opinions.
When a large cake with twelve layers high was pushed onto the stage, Li Fan's eyes lit up slightly.
"The Gao family still knows how to play. I'll get one for Yufei when she celebrates her birthday!"
Soon, the cake was cut and distributed by a group of servants, and delivered to every guest.
Seeing that Gao Yinglu finally stopped talking nonsense, Li Fan found a place and ate the cake as if there was no one else around.
Gao Yinglu's birthday party was of a very high standard, and those who lined up to attend the birthday party were all the top second-generation people in Southeast City, including even second-generation people like Lu Pengfei, who had considerable status in the entire country of China.
And among such a group of people holding red wine, pretending to talk and laugh, not touching the delicious food on the table, not talking to others, just focusing on eating themselves, Li Fan looked a bit dazzling no matter how he looked at it.
Such a huge contrast immediately made Li Fan an outlier. From time to time, people would whisper to Li Fan.