CHAPTER 44: CHAPTER 0044: YOUNG MASTER LUO?

"You..."

Bai Wan’er did not expect Ye Qingfeng to speak up and stop her.

Does he really want Jiang Chen to continue losing face?

Now, Bai Wan’er thought, Ye Qingfeng just wanted to show off.

"Wan’er, why are you in such a hurry to leave? The food at the Golden Emperor Hotel is quite good."

At this moment, a clear voice rang out.

The sound of leather shoes striking the ground could be heard.

"Young Master Luo!"

Seeing the person, these sons of aristocrats and wealthy ladies stood up one by one.

Apparently, at this gathering, this Young Master Luo was the main focus.

This person was Luo Yu, whom Ye Qingfeng had seen earlier, getting out of a Lamborghini downstairs.

"Young Master Luo, please take your time. If you need anything, just call out."

The lobby manager respectfully bent over and said.

"Hmm!"

Luo Yu didn’t mind and waved his hand indifferently.

Zhong Tao slowly retreated.

However, at this moment, he glanced at Ye Qingfeng.

"Didn’t expect this poor kid to attend Young Master Luo’s gathering, truly ignorant!"

Zhong Tao inwardly mocked in his heart.

"As expected of Young Master Luo! Even the manager of the Golden Emperor Hotel accompanies him personally."

"Young Master Luo, it’s been a long time. You should have notified us when you came so we could greet you downstairs!"

"Compared to Young Master Luo, we still have a long way to go!"

Luo Yu appeared in front of everyone.

The sons of aristocrats and wealthy ladies all hurriedly came forward.

They raised their glasses in a toast, and even without Luo Yu raising his glass, they downed theirs in one gulp.

Even Huang Li tried to flatter him at this moment.

After all, the Luo Family is ranked third in strength among the Four Great Families in Jiangnan City.

Even above the Zhou Family.

These sons of aristocrats from Jiangnan City’s high society.

Compared to a wealthy young master like Luo Yu, they were still a class below.

"Please don’t laugh."

Luo Yu raised his wine glass symbolically, took a slight sip, and responded with a smile.

However, he couldn’t conceal the dominating aura over everyone.

"Young Master Luo, is your father at home these days? My father is thinking of visiting the Luo Family, bearing lavish gifts as thanks."

Huang Li approached Luo Yu, lowering himself and speaking respectfully.

’Father’ naturally referred to Luo Yu’s father, the Family Head of the Luo Family.

The Huang Family’s shipping company in Jiangnan City had grown into a multi-billion corporation thanks to the Luo Family’s support.

"My father is currently on the ninth floor, discussing cooperation with the mayor. He should not have time these days."

Luo Yu glanced at Huang Li and replied casually.

"No problem, I’ll inform my father to find another time to visit!"

Huang Li quickly nodded, not daring to complain.

"The ninth floor, the ninth floor of the Golden Emperor Hotel, it’s the supreme suite. Few can access it unless they’re top figures in Jiangnan City."

"Young Master Luo’s father certainly belongs to those few top figures."

"Discussing cooperation with the mayor, it seems the Luo Family is going to rise further."

Upon hearing the information in Luo Yu’s words.

The sons of aristocrats and the wealthy ladies exclaimed in surprise.

The Golden Emperor Hotel has nine floors in total, the term ’nine five supreme’ signifies utmost nobility.

To this, Luo Yu merely smiled slightly.

Then, his gaze turned to Zhang Yuting.

"Yuting, this isn’t right. Wan’er has been treated unfairly!"

Luo Yu turned to Zhang Yuting.

Even as a socialite skilled in handling every situation, Zhang Yuting couldn’t help but give a bitter smile.

Her little cleverness seemed to be of little use against a wealthy young master like Luo Yu.

"Wan’er, why be angry, who upset you? Tell me, and I, Luo Yu, will make him roll down the stairs from this eighth floor."

Without blaming Zhang Yuting much, Luo Yu walked to Bai Wan’er, exuding his unique charisma.

"No one upset me, I just feel that such a luxurious place doesn’t suit me."

Bai Wan’er’s brows furrowed slightly.

It seems, she didn’t have too bad a feel towards Luo Yu, nor was she too close to him.

"Wan’er, you’re joking. Some people are fit to dine at places like the Golden Emperor Hotel, whereas some should be at street stalls!"

Luo Yu suddenly chuckled lightly.

Jiang Chen was seated next to Bai Wan’er.

And at this moment, Luo Yu’s gaze was not on Bai Wan’er.

Instead, it was mocking as he looked at Jiang Chen.

The implication of his words was all too clear.

"Brother Jiang, get up, get out. Are you deaf? Didn’t you hear what Young Master Luo said?"

Huang Li’s eyes flickered, clearly understanding Luo Yu’s intent.

Suddenly, he shouted sharply, his gaze sharply directed at Jiang Chen.

"You..."

Jiang Chen didn’t expect to encounter such a situation.

Instantly, his face flushed with anger, alternating between blue and red.

But his body didn’t rise from his seat.

"Slap!"

Without saying a word, Huang Li slapped him directly.

A clear sound resounded throughout the private room.

A trace of blood appeared at the corner of Jiang Chen’s mouth.

"Luo Yu, what are you doing?"

Bai Wan’er’s brows knitted tightly together.

An Ruoqing also looked anxious; this gathering was organized by Zhang Yuting.

She was the one who brought Jiang Chen here.

She never expected things to escalate like this.

If she had known, she would have arranged a separate meeting with Zhang Yuting.

"Wan’er, Ruqing, you must understand some people are born lowly, and forcing them into gatherings only brings humiliation."

Luo Yu spoke righteously.

"Looking at his behavior, do you think it was a correct choice to have him join our level of gathering?"

Luo Yu looked at Jiang Chen, his tone filled with mockery.

At this moment, Jiang Chen only flushed red, gritting his teeth stubbornly, refusing to rise from his chair.

"Young Master Luo is right. Some people, despite being lowly, still have a stubborn streak..."

Huang Li chimed in.

"If you don’t get up and get out, you’ll be beaten to death!"

Huang Li glared coldly at Jiang Chen.

For someone from the lower social strata, without any background, beating one to death wouldn’t have much impact.

The humiliation Jiang Chen suffered, Ye Qingfeng observed without missing a detail.

Yet, he continued to savor his meal calmly.

Some things, Jiang Chen has to experience himself.

If Jiang Chen truly got scared, stood up, and rolled away.

Then Ye Qingfeng would also leave, wouldn’t say anything, nor would he help.

If a man doesn’t have that spirit within his bones, he’ll forever be a weakling, a coward.

"Even if you kill me, I won’t get up..."

Jiang Chen gritted his teeth, blood oozing at the corner, but his eyes remained stubborn.

"Then beat him to death!"

Huang Li didn’t hesitate, clenching his fist, and aimed directly at Jiang Chen’s head.

"Hiss!"

Ye Qingfeng’s eyes turned cold, his hand swift as the wind, with chopsticks ready for food.

Suddenly pierced into Huang Li’s fist.

"Ah!"

A cry of pain erupted from Huang Li’s throat.