If Gu Feng can be a little more reserved, maybe he will still have the honor of returning with a beauty today, and then he will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life, and he will no longer have to work everywhere for living expenses and be tired like a dog. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThere are a lot of young and beautiful little rich women here, and any one of them can support the existence of the poor boy of Gu Feng. Being raised by Bai Fumei can be said to be the dream of many otaku, well, after all, it is a life where you can earn money while lying in bed.

However, for a guy like Gu Feng, or an ordinary otaku, it is not good to learn after all if you don't suffer a little.

As soon as the banquet began, the fox tail of the ancient style was revealed. Everywhere that guy went, it was like a locust crossing the border, and the food on the banquet was like the flowing water of the Yangtze River for a while, like a wind and clouds, and it was swallowed by this guy in an instant. Looking at his momentum of eating and drinking all the way up the mountain, the idiom of longing and staring is well deserved to him, not just like a homeless man who hasn't eaten for a week, it's all right.

In this high-end place where people from almost high society gather, the heresy of Gu Feng really shocked the onlookers, and many of the beautiful cuties who were planning to say hello to Gu Feng for a few seconds were eager to get as far away from him as they were, for fear of being thought that they had something to do with the guy opposite.

This is also in line with the ancient style, and he also wishes that the primates would roll away, so that they will not compete with him for food. This guy seems to have forgotten a common sense, people don't come to this kind of high-end banquet for food, so he doesn't have to worry about someone grabbing food at all.

Well, this steak tastes okay, it's just too small.

Oh, is that the legendary truffle? There is no reason not to destroy it!

……

Although it is a bit pitiful to gnaw on charcoal for so long, this guy's thinking mode has deviated from the main line.

Originally, when the host of the banquet appeared, the venue that had some small noises a second ago instantly fell silent, no, not so much quiet, but rather holding his breath. Everyone stopped their ongoing conversation, nutritious and unnourished, and looked at the young man on the lookout with an almost flattering emotion.

Won the main palace also, the noble son of the top two consortiums in the island country, although Japan does not have a uniform for skipping grades, but he did skip the grade, naturally studied abroad, has a high degree of education, and is real. Fang is twenty-two years old, quite two years old, but for people with daughters, this can just be used to climb relatives. After all, this consortium is not only prosperous in China, but also has a rather exaggerated scale abroad. Anyway, it's not a setting that needs special attention.,Well,It's just a little bit of money.。 After all, I am a staunch supporter of the proletariat, and I definitely do not write too much about it out of my own hatred of the rich. Again, it's just a little bit of money, so there's no desire to talk about it.

Having said that, after all, a multinational consortium is a term that sounds particularly sharp, and it still has a high reputation or popularity in high society. Many people whose economic situation is similar to or only a little better than the ancient style have a hatred of the rich, on the one hand, they hate the rich in their eyes, and on the other hand, they envy them and curry favor with them in every way. However, in front of the real rich man, the rich man in the eyes of the poor is just a poor ghost, and in front of the real rich man, the attitude of the so-called rich man is only the same as that of the poor in the eyes of the poor, but the hatred has become a simple flattery.

There wasn't much of a happy expression on his face, he had countless people who longed for it all their lives, everything they couldn't hope for in their lifetime, and he was always bathed in the flattery and flattery of others, but this was not what he longed for. It's ironic that he has everyone's desires and pursuits, but he pursues things that he doesn't have to pursue.

He is very good, whether it is in study, business, or even sports, he has an unacceptable talent, a real genius. But these talents were not recognized, and no one cared what diplomas he had obtained, and no one cared whether he was really capable of becoming the heir to the consortium. What they can see in their eyes is just a label like "the noble son of the consortium", and they do everything possible to get close to the palace, and the purpose is only to get into a relationship with the consortium, and it doesn't matter what kind of person the palace itself is.

Shrouded in the too dazzling light of the family, the palace is also desperately blooming its own light, but it is completely obscured, which is probably a cruel thing for the palace that has been working hard for this.

He also walked to the front of the lookout step by step, and while he stopped, the upper class people in the audience filled the space with applause. For whom is this applause for? In order to get the main palace also? Won the palace also had a slight disgust in his eyes, not ...... No, these applause are just for the son of the consortium, not me. The applause will ring out not because the person who won the palace is worthy of these applause, but because he has won the foundation, the flattering applause, the flattering gaze. The palace that bathed in these also tried to make itself look calmer, but the disgust and unwillingness in his eyes lingered.

Honnomiya also looked down at the visitors from the balcony, as if trying to find someone who could admit himself and not the behemoth behind him. It's just a habit, and he's been looking for it for a long, long time, to be able to focus his gaze on himself and not on the person behind him. But no, from elementary school to junior high school, from Kyoto University to studying abroad, no matter how good they are, no one has ever recognized themselves.

If that's the case, if it's all the time, then isn't there any point in what I'm doing? It doesn't matter if I'm just a maggot who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun. He also calmly said the opening preface, as if he was giving up on himself, but the look in his eyes did dim.

At this moment, a guy who jumped out of an unknown corner came into his eyes. The fellow, though handsome and well-dressed, was like a homeless man who had been hungry for more than ten days, frantically sweeping through the food in front of him, and did not even look this way. In fact, when the venue suddenly quieted down just now, he felt as if there was a strange sound all the time, but he was a rational person. How could someone in such a place where high society people gather make such uninteresting actions and make unbearable noises in a quiet place? As a result, the sound of Gu Feng clicking and eating frantically was just ignored by him as an illusion.

Forehead...... What the hell is that guy doing! To be honest, since I was a child, I really haven't seen anyone behave in a rude manner when he speaks, let alone a guy like Gu Feng, who eats and drinks from the sea, which is simply unheard of. The sight in his eyes was so surprising that he stayed for a few seconds during the speech, which he had never encountered in his constant pursuit of perfection.

There can be someone who doesn't care about me at all, who the hell is that guy? There was a pause for a few seconds, but he quickly came back to his senses and continued his interrupted speech. Fortunately, the pause of a few seconds was not too long, and there were not many people here listening, everyone was just waiting for the young master to finish speaking and then clapping their palms vigorously, so these few seconds of pause did not have much impact. For this, he also knows this, if it was before, he would probably be unhappy for a long time, but now he has no intention of complaining about it.

Seems like an interesting guy.

And Gu Feng, who is fighting with a piece of Kobe beef at the moment, is unaware of the fact that his radio waves have invaded the nerves of a young man with a good outlook, after all, he is not like a homeless man who has not eaten normally for more than ten days, but a child of a poor family who has eaten coke for more than ten days.

For such a guy whose personality is not normal in the first place, it is estimated that even if the president of the United States himself stands in front of him, he will definitely ignore it selectively, not to mention that he doesn't know the person who won the palace at all, and he is not standing in front of him.

On the other hand, the palace also quickly ended the speech that he had been treating strictly, and ignored the deafening applause of the audience. He excitedly walked off the lookout and sat down at a crystal dining table that had been set up long ago, looking like a bear child who was so excited that he couldn't sleep before the spring outing. The old butler in a black tuxedo next to him walked to the young master's side at the signal of his young master, leaned down, and brought his ears closer.

Although the old housekeeper who watched the little master grow up since he was a child was old enough to retire, his health was not bad, and his ears were still bright. After listening to the young master's instructions clearly, the old housekeeper bowed slightly and then stepped back and began to follow the young master's instructions.