1184: Chapter One Thousand One Hundred Sixty-Seven: Cocktail Party 1184: Chapter One Thousand One Hundred Sixty-Seven: Cocktail Party Gao Yang didn’t want to conquer anyone, but he indeed wanted to create an era of his own.
Arriving at the villa entrance with Morgan, the initiator of the soiree, who was also the owner of the villa, was welcoming guests at the door.
Upon seeing Morgan, the male host reached out his hand from a distance and smiled at Morgan, “Morgan, my friend, welco.”
After shaking hands with the male host, Morgan imdiately proceeded to shake hands with the woman standing beside him.
At this mont, the male host extended his hand to Gao Yang and smiled, “You must be Gao Yang.
Morgan has ntioned you many tis.
Welco to my humble abode.”
At this point, Morgan smiled and said, “Let introduce you, Gao, this is Mr.
Cecil Jonny whom I’ve ntioned to you before, and this is Mrs.
Jonny.”
Morgan had never ntioned Cecil to Gao Yang before, but Gao Yang imdiately bead with a smile and said, “I’ve heard so much about you, Mr.
Jonny.
I am delighted tobe here at this party.
Thank you for inviting .”
Cecil laughed heartily and exclaid loudly, “You’re too kind, Mr.
Gao.”
The middle-aged woman standing next to Cecil smiled widely and said, “It’s a pleasure to et you, Mr.
Gao.”
After brief greetings, they entered a spacious reception hall.
Already, groups of two or three people stood around; in total, perhaps so twenty-odd persons, with most engaged in conversation.
Morgan raised his hand to snap his fingers; as an attendant carrying a tray with drinks approached them, Morgan took two glasses of wine, handed one to Gao Yang, and whispered, “Why didn’t you bring Yelena with you?”
Gao Yang took the wine glass and whispered back, “Yelena doesn’t like these types of events, so I didn’t bring her.”
Morgan shrugged and remarked, “I see.
That might cause you so trouble.”
Gao Yang asked in a serious tone, “What kind of trouble?”
Morgan chuckled and explained, “You’ll understand soon enough.
In this kind of environnt, do you really think it’ll be short on beauties?
Buddy, you look young and wealthy, quite unlike an old tir like .
You’ll be very popular, so you’ll need to learn how to decline gracefully.
A polite smile will suffice; at least don’t go around randomly handing out your phone number.”
After finishing his words with a smile, Morgan then whispered, “Stand here with , I’ll introduce you to a few people first.”
Gao Yang hurriedly said, “Wait, Morgan, how should I introduce myself?
I an, if soone asks what I do, how should I introduce my profession?”
In a low voice, Morgan replied, “At the first eting, no one will ask you too much.
If necessary, I’ll introduce you.
But if you plan to introduce yourself, hmm, just rember to ntion you manage mineral resources in Africa and operate two private military corporations.
But don’t share that with just anyone; you need to maintain a certain air of mystery.
Listen, not everyone here is entitled to know what you do.”
Gao Yang said softly, “Shouldn’t I ntion the nas or detailed work addresses or anything like that?”
Morgan shook his head, “Not necessary, not now at least.
When it’s ti for in-depth interaction, it won’t be here.
To be frank, your financial and physical strength doesn’t stand out much here, so there’s no need to be too explicit.”
Gao Yang smiled.
This was Morgan paving the way for him, getting his face known for now, it wasn’t ti for him to really interact with these bigwigs yet.
So, keeping the air of mystery or, in other words, hiding his cleverness was necessary.
When he really beca soone influential, it wouldn’t be too late to reveal his true capabilities.
Morgan looked around and whispered, “The most important person hasn’t arrived yet.
As a newcor to this social circle, you need to arrive early, so I can introduce you to more people.
Listen, don’t be understated, nor too conspicuous.
Just maintain the sa attitude with everyone.”
Before Morgan could finish, Gao Yang saw a middle-aged man in his forties approaching them, so he whispered, “Soone’s coming.”
Morgan stopped talking, and as the approaching middle-aged man reached them, he smiled and said, “Mr.
Reeves, I’m truly pleased to see you here.
I hope I’m not interrupting your conversation.”
The middle-aged man appeared very humble, and although Morgan maintained a politely cordial smile, it was evident that Morgan had much higher status than him.
After exchanging greetings, Morgan turned to the middle-aged man and with a smile said, “Let introduce you, Mr.
Moor, this is Mr.
Gao.
Gao, this is Richie Moor, a Wall Street elite.
If you’re interested in financial managent, seeking his advice wouldn’t go amiss.”
While introducing them, Morgan made it clear that he shared a close relationship with Gao Yang.
After shaking hands and exchanging a few polite words with Richie, the man left, but not without giving Gao Yang his business card.
Gao Yang hadn’t prepared any business cards, and Morgan didn’t give any signal to exchange business cards.
Once Richie walked away, Gao Yang asked quickly, “Morgan, I don’t have business cards.
Am I not supposed to give out my card to everyone who gives one?”
Morgan smiled and whispered, “You don’t have to bother with those who proactively give you their cards.
Keep their cards and if you find them useful later, give them a call.
Their purpose in coming to the party is achieved.
Gao, let remind you again, you’re not on the sa level as them.
You’re not here to sell yourself.
Oh, soone is coming, let’s talk later.”
Indeed, another person walked over, chatted with Morgan for a mont, then got to know Gao Yang, and promptly left afterwards without disturbing their conversation.
Gao Yang observed that the tiers of hierarchy at the social gathering were quite clear, with Morgan absolutely being the highest status individual there.
Thus, he rely stood without moving while those who knew him, or those with relations, would actively co over to talk.
After a few words with Morgan, they would then acquaint themselves with Gao Yang.
So would leave him a business card, while others did not, rely exchanging a few simple words before moving on.
As ti passed, more and more people entered the villa’s grand living room, and little clusters of chatting guests grew increasingly nurous.
Morgan and Gao Yang stood continuously in a conspicuous spot, occasionally exchanging pleasantries with newcors.
Morgan knew most of the guests; what astonished Gao Yang was Morgan’s incredible mory – the capability to recall everyone’s na among so many people.
Then, Gao Yang also quickly grasped what Morgan ant by the trouble of not bringing a female companion.
Although the proportion of beautiful won among all guests wasn’t high, their numbers were not few.
Those who have achieved success and fa tend to be older, so among the guests were those who ca with their children.
Gao Yang had already noticed at least three who brought along their daughters as part of family units.
Of course, there were also those who brought sons, but Gao Yang wasn’t apt to pay attention to n.
With socialites accompanied by parents, there were naturally also beautiful won who ca alone.
These won usually held certain statuses and could thrive in high society.
Naturally, if these beauties found the right match, they wouldn’t miss the opportunity to look for boyfriends.
Gao Yang and Morgan had been standing all along, and Gao Yang noticed virtually nobody sat.
It made sense – even if so stranger with no particular standing ca over to chat, courtesy dictated standing up.
So, unless one intended to avoid conversation altogether, no one would sit down.
Gao Yang had already seen over a dozen beautiful won, though none had yet approached him for conversation until after he had been standing for over twenty minutes, when finally a beauty ca his way.
A lady dressed in a backless evening gown entered, scanned the room, spotted Morgan, picked up a glass of wine, and with enticing charm, walked towards Morgan and Gao Yang.
“Hi, Mr.
Reeves, it’s been a while.
I’m really happy to see you tonight.”
She raised her glass, clinked it with Morgan’s, took a sip with a smile, then turned to Gao Yang with a grin, “And how should I address you, handso?”
Gao Yang shrugged his shoulders, saying, “Beautiful miss, I’d be delighted if you called handso all night long.
However, I regretfully must tell you my na is Gao Yang—Gao being my last na and Yang my first.”
The lady smiled slightly, “Mr.
Gao, you’re quite witty, and I’d really enjoy calling you handso all the ti because you indeed are.
You could consider ‘handso’ as your own personal title.”
After clinking glasses with the lady, Gao Yang smiled and said, “It seems I can’t ask for your beautiful na, then, since you can go by ‘beautiful woman’.”
The woman chuckled, covering her mouth, “Although I quite like being called beautiful by you, I would prefer you to have a stronger impression of .
My na is Juliet, please rember it.”
Gao Yang took a sip of his cocktail and said with a smile, “A beautiful na that matches your looks perfectly.”
It appeared that this beauty nad Juliet was very interested in continuing the conversation.
While Gao Yang returned complints without any intention to continue the chat, inside his mind he rapidly juggled ideas on how to politely refuse.
Just then, Gao Yang caught a glance from Morgan signaling him; two more guests arrived, seemingly of so importance.
Thus, Gao Yang apologized to Juliet with a regretful expression, “I’m sorry, but I must go talk to a friend I’ve just seen.”
Juliet responded with a smile, “Please, go ahead, handso.
I enjoyed chatting with you, and if you find the ti, I look forward to continuing our conversation later.
See you.”
As Juliet turned to leave, Morgan whispered to Gao Yang with a chuckle, “Buddy, you handled that pretty smoothly.”
Gao Yang shrugged and said, “I wasn’t always good at this, but hey, I’ve attended enough banquets hosted by Basalt to learn sothing by now.”
Morgan laughed, “I was referring to your way of refusing.
What, have you gotten used to declining the favor of beautiful won already?”
Gao Yang sighed, “I wish I could really refuse – oh, I don’t an this kind, this is easy.
But so people…
eh, let’s not talk about this.”
Morgan cracked a smile, then inconspicuously nodded towards the two new arrivals, whispering, “That bearded guy, he’s from the Wilpen family, the owner of the New York ts.
I’m not very familiar with him, but in a mont, I’ll find soone acquainted to introduce us, then whatever you need to discuss with him, just go ahead.”(To be continued.
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