Hearing the complaining female voice, Ye Fan and Yang Yuwei both turned around and saw a young man and woman not far behind them.
In terms of appearance, that woman was far inferior to Yang Yuwei, but her figure was extremely impressive, with the front and back curved, like a ripe peach.
What's more important is that the opening of her evening dress turned out to be a translucent hollow design. The waves were turbulent and ready to come out, giving people a "suffocating" sense of oppression.
In addition, she also revealed a strong aura of romance, which was in sharp contrast to Yang Yuwei's innocence and pleasantness.
The man next to him was about 23 or 24 years old. He was handsome, fair-skinned, and wore famous brands. He was obviously a kid from a wealthy family.
At this moment, he clasped his hands on his chest with an arrogant look on his face, wishing he could point his nostrils to the sky.
"Jiaojiao, Mr. Wen, I'm sorry." Yang Yuwei quickly apologized to the two of them.
The young man known as "Young Master Wen" glanced sideways at Ye Fan, a dark look flashed in his narrow eyes, and said coldly: "Yuwei, who is this?"
"Master Wen, this is my junior high school classmate Ye Fan. I didn't expect to meet here!" Yang Yuwei said, and introduced their identities to Ye Fan.
It turns out that the girl who can be called a "boob" is called Deng Jiaojiao, and like Yang Yuwei, she is a model for Xinwei magazine.
Mr. Wen's name is Wen Zilun, and his family runs a medium-sized entertainment company in Japan. It has hundreds of millions of assets and has a cooperative relationship with Xinwei Magazine.
In terms of strength, although the Wen family cannot compare with the four major chaebols, for ordinary people, they can only look up to them.
Today, Wen Zilun came to this dinner with his two daughters.
Unexpectedly, when Yang Yuwei saw Ye Fan's back, she looked familiar and chased after him, making it difficult for the two of them to find him.
At this time, Wen Zilun looked at Mark up and down with a scrutinizing gaze, and then showed disdain on his face.
"Yuwei, your classmate is here to attend the dinner, right?" Wen Zilun asked with raised eyebrows.
Before Ye Fan opened his mouth, Deng Jiaojiao who was next to him said first: "Young Master Wen, how can this guy be qualified to be invited? He probably wants to go in and make a living!"
There is a deep sense of contempt between the lines.
Deng Jiaojiao has been in the modeling industry for several years and has developed a pair of sharp eyes. In her opinion, Ye Fan's outfit adds up to hundreds of dollars and is incompatible with the surrounding splendid environment.
people of the world.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the venue became a little awkward.
However, Ye Fan was not angry because of this and said calmly:
"Noisy!"
His tone was understated, neither sad nor happy, as if a hermit who had glimpsed the world of mortals, treating Deng Jiaojiao as a disturbing fly.
"you!!!"
Such a reaction made Deng Jiaojiao feel like she punched cotton wool, and she was furious.
Seeing that the atmosphere was getting more and more tense, Yang Yuwei quickly came out to smooth things over and said: "Young Master Wen, Xiaofan and I haven't seen each other for a long time, why don't we let him go in too!"
Although Yang Yuwei didn't know why Ye Fan appeared here, it was obvious from the way he was dressed that he was not invited. She said this in order not to embarrass him.
Hearing this, Wen Zilun pondered for a moment and said, "Okay! Of course I will give Yuwei's face! But"
Speaking of this, Wen Zilun deliberately lowered his tone, glanced sideways at Ye Fan and said: "This dinner was hosted by the royal family of the Japanese Kingdom in person. All the people who came to attend were first-rate and important people. Stamping their feet casually would make the entire Japanese Kingdom tremble.
!Yuwei, you must take good care of your friend. If he makes any mistakes, you will be responsible for the consequences!"
With that said, Wen Zilun turned around and strode towards the club, while Deng Jiaojiao hugged him affectionately and rubbed his arm with her breasts from time to time.
But Ye Fan's face was still extremely calm, and he didn't take the provocative words to heart at all.
Suddenly, Yang Yuwei turned to look at him and asked curiously: "Xiaofan, are you visiting Japan?"
"That's right." Ye Fan said instead: "Yuwei, why are you here?"
"Xiaofan, my grades are not as good as yours.
Well, I’m not a material for studying! But luckily, I was picked by a talent scout the year before last and was taken to Japan for training. Then I debuted as a magazine model, and now I’m fairly famous! But the competition in this industry is too great. After all, modeling
If you just eat youth food, you won't be able to do it for long, so I've been thinking about changing my career recently! Mr. Wen brought Jiaojiao and I to this dinner and said he would introduce us to the big names in the entertainment industry!" Yang Yuwei explained.
As she said, graphic models may seem glamorous, but countless new people come in every month. In terms of income, they are far behind those of celebrities.
Of course, Yang Yuwei's appearance is very outstanding even in the entertainment industry where there are so many beauties.
What's more important is that her big, watery eyes always reveal an innocent look like a deer, which makes me feel pity for her and makes her feel a strong desire to protect her.
If you come across a good director and a good script, it's really possible for the film to go off the rails.
"Haha! Old classmate, it seems that it won't be long before I can see you on the big screen!" Ye Fan said with a smile.
"Why haven't you written the horoscope yet?" Yang Yuwei shook her head.
The two walked into the banquet hall of the club while chatting.
The banquet hall is very large, covering thousands of square meters, and is extremely luxuriously decorated. The ceiling is decorated with crystal chandeliers imported from Italy, the floor is covered with thick Persian handmade carpets, and the walls are hung with Renaissance oil paintings. Every time
Each piece is priceless.
At this moment, hundreds of celebrities have gathered in the venue. The men are in suits and leather shoes, and the women are wearing elegant evening gowns. They are holding red wine glasses in their hands, chatting in small groups.
Deng Jiaojiao saw a middle-aged man not far away and exclaimed: "Oh my God! Isn't that the president of Hyuga Co., Ltd.?!"
Seeing her unseen look, Wen Zilun frowned slightly and said, "Jiaojiao, don't yell! Look over there, Jun Kato, the general manager of the Bank of Tokyo, the general manager of Japan's First Steel Group
Chairman Matsumoto Kiyoshi, and TV Asahi Director Kobayashi Jiro."
Each and every prominent name came out of his mouth, and they were all great figures that ordinary people could not please.
Deng Jiaojiao's face revealed a flattering look, she squeezed Wen Zilun's arm with the big white rabbit in front of her chest, and cooed: "Young Master Wen, you are so awesome to be invited to this banquet!
"
Hearing this compliment, Wen Zilun, although he remained calm on the surface, felt proud in his heart.
But the next moment, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Yang Yuwei having a heated fight with Ye Fan and completely ignored him.
For a moment, Wen Zilun looked displeased and glared at Ye Fan fiercely, his eyes full of hostility, as if he regarded him as a thorn in his side and a thorn in his flesh.
To him, a slut like Deng Jiaojiao is just for fun, while a fresh and refined beauty like Yang Yuwei, who has emerged from the mud without stains, is like a panda in the entertainment industry.
However, he also tried to pursue Yang Yuwei, even giving away many brand-name bags and expensive jewelry, but Yang Yuwei declined them all.
This time, Wen Zilun spent a lot of effort to invite Yang Yuwei, hoping to win the beauty's heart.
He didn't expect that he would be "cut off" by a brat before he even started attacking.
"Huh?"
Suddenly, Deng Jiaojiao seemed to notice something and asked, "Young Master Wen, there seem to be many Chinese businessmen in this banquet hall?"
Her tone was full of confusion.
In the Japanese country, Chinese businessmen were not only not welcomed, but were ostracized, and it was impossible for them to integrate into the upper class circles.
However, there were surprisingly many Chinese businessmen at today's dinner, which was really a bit strange.
"This involves a shocking secret that most people don't know about," Wen Zilun protracted his tone and deliberately let it slip.
At this moment, even Yang Yuwei next to her was intrigued and asked subconsciously: "Young Master Wen, what's the secret?"
"hey-hey!"
Wen Zilun smiled slightly, lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "Everyone knows that this dinner was hosted by the Japanese royal family, and the standards are very high! But I heard that the real protagonist of the dinner is not the Japanese royal family."