The night was shrouded in mystery; Longcheng had become a sea of lights.
At the entrance to the golden gala, the traffic was bustling with activity.
Inside a Mercedes-Benz, Chi Tingting was touching up her makeup in the mirror, her ear adorned with a Bluetooth earpiece, engaged in an excited conversation.
"Listen, Tingting, this mission is of utmost importance. Think about it; look over all of Longcheng, besides Gong Beiming, who else has such power and financial capability? As long as he agrees to invest in Yunshang, once we go public, we will immediately become an international corporation," Chi Zhiyuan's voice brimmed with ambition and aspiration from the other end of the phone.
"Dad, that Gong Beiming is so arrogant. Last time I approached him, he didn't even bother to glance at me!" Chi Tingting felt deeply slighted.
"Tingting, it's normal for Gong Beiming to ignore you; after all, consider his status. But, didn't he show face and attend when dad invited him last time?"