One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

"Haha, Mr. Ishikawa, you're too kind. Our two families have dealt with each other quite a bit on maritime routes. Since you've personally led the team here this time, you must stay for a few more days so we can catch up properly."

Zhao Fangxu raised his glass and lightly clinked it against Ishikawa Shin's.

After exchanging pleasantries about the weather and food, Ishikawa Shin changed the subject, asking with a smile:

"Chairman Zhao, I've heard that a remarkable figure has recently emerged in your country's world of supernatural beings? I wonder if I would have the honor of seeing him tonight?"

Zhao Fangxu's heart skipped a beat, but his smile remained unchanged as he dodged the question:

"Mr. Ishikawa's information network is truly impressive. Our China is a vast and resource-rich land, and it has produced many talented people. Tonight is an exchange dinner, so please make yourselves at home."

After brushing it off, Zhao Fangxu led Xu Si forward.

"Zhao! My old friend!"

A slightly overweight middle-aged man with blond hair came up to greet them from afar, holding a wine glass.

This is Ron Keller, a director of Behemoth Corporation in the United States.

He had the typical capitalist demeanor, and even the smile on his face revealed the shrewdness of Wall Street.

"Mr. Ron, welcome, welcome."

Zhao Fangxu shook hands with him.

"Zhao, you guys did a really good job setting up the venue this time."

Ron Keller patted Zhao Fangxu on the shoulder, looking like they were good buddies:

“This time we really need to have a serious talk about market access for biopharmaceuticals in Asia. You know, Behemoth has always been very keen to cooperate with you.”

"We'll discuss business matters at the conference table tomorrow. Tonight, let's just talk about romance, not work."

Zhao Fangxu chuckled and kicked the ball back perfectly.

I just dealt with this smiling tiger.

A somewhat plump foreign elderly woman, dressed in a heavy fur coat, walked over carrying a glass of strong liquor.

Lilia Chimina, the president of the Children of the Earth.

The old lady looked kind, but she walked with a brisk and powerful gait.

"President Zhao! Your liquor is really strong! It's just as good as our vodka!"

President Lilia has a rather loud voice, and she raised her glass in a hearty manner.

"I'm glad President Lilia likes it. Drink as much as you like, there's plenty!"

Zhao Fangxu also readily joined in and drank a mouthful with him.

After circling around several times, the only person Ivanov, the representative of the European Alchemists' Association, stood by the dessert table in a tuxedo with arrogance written all over his face.

The others generally maintained a superficial politeness and enthusiasm.

That Ivanov put on airs from the moment he walked in.

Not only did he not greet anyone, but when Zhao Fangxu passed by, he merely snorted and didn't even raise his glass.

Zhao Fangxu naturally wouldn't bother trying to win him over, so he ignored him and walked to a quieter corner of the hall.

"call……"

As soon as they reached a secluded spot, Zhao Fangxu's smile vanished instantly.

He took out a handkerchief and vigorously wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, then lowered his voice to complain to Xu Si beside him:

"These old foxes, they all speak with barbs in their mouths. Those old guys, two out of every three sentences they say are trying to find out what we have to offer."

Xu Si, with an unlit cigarette dangling from his mouth, swiped a glass of juice from a passing waiter's tray.

"That's normal. These guys are like wolves. They'll come up and take a bite as soon as they smell blood."

Xu Si took out his phone and glanced at the time, his brows furrowing.

"Chairman Zhao, it's already 7:30. The banquet has already started, why hasn't Zhang Chulan brought the person yet?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Fangxu's head started to ache again.

"I'm anxious too! I texted Chu Lan ten minutes ago, and he said he was on his way, stuck in traffic!"

Zhao Fangxu paced anxiously for a couple of steps, his obese body looking somewhat comical.

"Do you think this Master Tian Shu suddenly found the banquet boring and went off somewhere to play games?!"

"If he doesn't show up tonight to keep things in order, these foreigners will definitely take advantage of the situation and become arrogant when the meeting officially starts tomorrow!"

Xu Si's face was also full of helplessness:

"You know that guy's temper. If he doesn't want to come, no one can force him. We can only wait."

The symphony music continued to play softly in the hall.

Representatives from various factions held their wine glasses and whispered among themselves in small groups.

Although the atmosphere appeared harmonious on the surface, many people were glancing towards the entrance from time to time, clearly waiting for some important figure.

Zhao Fangxu clutched his handkerchief, his eyes fixed on the tightly closed door.

I prayed frantically in my heart: Uncle Zhang, ancestors, please don't stand me up!

Just as Zhao Fangxu was so anxious he was about to spin in circles, intending to personally make a series of urgent calls to Zhang Chulan.

"boom!!!"

Chapter 232 The Prestige of a Max-Level Boss! Where Did These Bugs Come From?

"boom!!!"

A deafening roar drowned out the string music in the hall!

Those two incredibly heavy doors were kicked open from the outside and bounced off to the sides with a loud bang!

All conversations and music in the room came to an abrupt halt at that moment.

Dozens of extraordinary individuals from all over the world turned around in unison, staring in astonishment at the entrance.

Before the foreigners could even react to what had happened...

A loud, exaggerated voice came from outside the door:

"The Heavenly Pivot True Man has arrived!!!"

This was accompanied by Zhang Chulan's loud, broken shout.

The lights in the lobby dimmed as if by magic, and then two dazzling spotlights shone precisely on the entrance!

The originally elegant classical music was cut off.

The heart-pounding background music for the "God of Gamblers' entrance" began to play!

"Ta-da! Ta-da!"

In this rousing background music that exudes a powerful, boss-like aura.

A once-shiny leather shoe stepped steadily through the gate, keeping time with the rhythm.

Zhang Tianyi makes a dazzling appearance!

He changed into a dark blue three-piece suit today.

The tie wasn't tied properly; instead, it hung loosely around his neck, exuding a sophisticated yet ascetic air.

The most striking thing is that he casually draped a dashing trench coat over his shoulders.

He had his hands in his pockets, and the stray hairs on his forehead were slightly lifted by the night wind outside the door.

Zhang Tianyi walked calmly into the venue to the background music.

He stood still under the spotlight.

He slightly raised his chin, and through his sunglasses, his gaze swept over the entire room with disdain.

What does it mean to be filled with overwhelming aura?

What is the oppressive feeling of a max-level player?

At that moment, Zhang Tianyi didn't say a word, but just stood there naturally posing.

That arrogance and nobility emanating from their very bones completely tarnished the style of the entire banquet hall.

All the foreign representatives, whether it was Ron or Lilia, were completely dumbfounded.

The hand holding the wine glass froze in mid-air, and his chin gaped wide.

Are they here to attend an international conference?

Before the foreigners could recover from their shock...

Zhang Chulan, dressed in a black suit, followed behind Zhang Tianyi on the left.

Suddenly, he raised his right hand and snapped his fingers crisply.

"Snapped!"

This is a signal!

next second.

The dozens of black-clad special agents from the company who were originally scattered around the lobby and responsible for security work.

Their movements were perfectly synchronized, as if they had rehearsed countless times.

Swish!

Dozens of people stood at attention at the same time and bowed deeply at a ninety-degree angle!

Accompanied by deafening background music, dozens of employees shouted in unison at the top of their lungs:

"Welcome—the—True—Man—of—Heaven—Shu—Shu!!!"

The sound was so loud it almost knocked the crystal chandelier off the banquet hall!

"puff!"

Zhao Fangxu, who was sitting not far from the head of the table, almost bit his tongue because he couldn't catch his breath.