Inheritance of Two Trillion
Chapter 938: Not Friends, Then Enemies!

Chapter 938: Chapter 938: Not Friends, Then Enemies!

The calls for Bai Xiaosheng’s group were deafening, while next door, another scene unfolded.

The adjacent private room was named the "Empire" banquet hall.

The spacious room featured a large, custom-made table at the center, with thirty seats.

It was filled with people, giving a sense of a roundtable meeting.

At the moment, the head seat was empty; even Yu Zhongtian sat only at the side, with Song Yao beside him.

Currently, twenty-two people had taken their seats, leaving only eight vacant.

Apart from Yu Zhongtian and Song Yao, the twenty people present ranged in age from their mid-twenties to their fifties or sixties, representatives of every age group. Regardless of gender or age, they were all dressed to the nines, their gazes fervent as they watched Yu Zhongtian, watched Song Yao.

These individuals were representatives of two civilian enterprise alliances in Yunhai City.

Each of them represented a business, and no matter the size of the enterprise, it had a place here.

Those yet to arrive were only from Han Dong’s Yunhai Enterprise Federation.

Yu Zhongtian and Song Yao had been there for half an hour, and the compliments they received hadn’t ceased for a moment.

"Mr. Yu truly is the epitome of talent, a dragon amongst men!"

"Such demeanor cannot be matched by any of us!"

"That comment is somewhat superfluous. Mr. Yu, after all, is set to be the future helmsman of Qifeng Group, second to none, leading thousands. We’re not in the same league!"

"Exactly! The power of the Qifeng Group alone surpasses any of our alliances! Their willingness to come and discuss matters with us is nothing short of an honor!"

"Indeed, an honor!"

"I heard the city government is going to invite important figures, and whose honor will that be for? Qifeng Group’s!"

"I don’t know who the big shot will be, but it must be significant. After all, Qifeng Group’s increased investments in various fields will bolster the development of Yunhai City!"

The crowd’s discussion grew more animated.

Yu Zhongtian smiled without uttering a word, nor did he show any modesty.

Looking at the empty seat beside him, his eyes also held a fervent gleam.

Having nearly exhausted their praises for Yu Zhongtian, the men at the table left no stone unturned. The women present, all savvy with high emotional intelligence, turned their attention to Song Yao.

As women, they had a keen intuition, sensing that Yu Zhongtian’s affection for Song Yao had an undertone of wariness.

As business elites, they had investigated beforehand; Song Yao’s family held major shares in Qifeng Group.

The women started to plot curvilinear attacks, lavishing endless compliments on Song Yao.

"Miss Song, your skin is truly exquisite, and you’re so beautiful. This poise, I think, is quite comparable to the newly risen star Wei Moran!"

"Absolutely, Miss Song comes from a reputable family, fortunate enough to not have to lift a finger. Unlike us, who are weather-beaten and toil endlessly."

"I heard Miss Song studied for her MBA in California, a Master of Business Administration. She’s beautiful with substance. How will there be room left for people like us to survive?"

"Aye, there’s no point in comparing ourselves with Miss Song. It’s like comparing the earth to the sky, no need to ask for humiliation."

As compliments swirled abundantly, hearing so many made Song Yao feel quite pleased, significantly soothing the resentment she had felt earlier.

As they were talking, the door of the private room opened and a group of ten people, led by the waiter, walked in.

At the forefront was Han Minghao, followed by Fu Yunwei and Mr. Liu, with other business representatives behind them.

As these people entered, they were all taken aback.

They had arrived as promised, but why were there so many people already here?

"Oh, isn’t this the Yunhai Enterprise Federation? Finally here!"

"Playing the big card, eh? Arriving even later than Mr. Yu, are you the grand finale?"

"The Yunhai Enterprise Federation calls the shots in Yunhai! Didn’t you hear the media list the top ten private enterprises? They are all theirs."

"Tsk, how can our enterprises compare with theirs? We can’t even make it to the top ten!"

It seemed deliberate.

As the people from the Yunhai Enterprise Federation arrived, everyone present released a stream of cold mockery and scathing ridicule.

Indeed, these enterprises and organizations had been crushed by the Federation in recent years, losing a significant portion of the market and promotional resources to it.

These people had long harbored resentment and, having heard about the recent discord between Qifeng Group and the Federation, they intentionally stirred up trouble.

The continuous barrage of derisive comments caused Han Minghao’s brows to furrow.

Han Minghao, the proud and reckless playboy of previous days, now, even if the prodigal son had turned over a new leaf and was wholeheartedly devoted to business, how could he endure such treatment without any prior experience?

Fu Yunwei and Mr. Liu couldn’t help but cast worried glances at their boss, ready to pull him back at any moment.

Today’s occasion was unlike any other!

The identity they represented was also unlike any other, and they could not afford to act rashly!

Yu Zhongtian watched Han Minghao with an expressionless face, "Indeed, you gentlemen have not come early."

Song Yao, by his side, gave a cold glance and then looked away, as if too lazy to gaze upon these people.

"Mr. Yu, the notification we received said this time is neither early nor late," Han Minghao said, suppressing his emotions and speaking in a measured tone.

He was neither servile nor overbearing.

The people by Han Minghao’s side couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

After all, the young master Han had held back.

How rare!

"Oh, is that so?" Yu Zhongtian smiled, "Then don’t you know if you’ve carefully looked over the invitation? The time stated on it is certainly not now."

"Invitation, what invitation?" Han Minghao was stunned.

He had not seen any invitation.

"It’s an invitation just like this one here, how come? You don’t need an invitation to attend such a high-class banquet?"

"If you haven’t seen it, I can show mine to you. Take a close look—you are late!"

"I think it’s clearly intentional, showing off their distinctiveness as the Yunhai Enterprise Federation."

Many sneered and laughed, pulling out embossed invitations to show Han Minghao and the others.

Han Minghao’s complexion changed, and those behind him couldn’t help but widen their eyes in astonishment.

They had not received any invitation at all!

"We have no invitations!"

"Yes, we never got one!"

Behind Han Minghao, the crowd voiced their disbelief one after another, their expressions filled with shock and anger.

Not sending invitations, just verbally notifying them of the time and then accusing them of being late—that was playing them for fools!

Even as opponents, such low and mean tactics were too much!

"Mr. Yu, we really did not receive that invitation!" Han Minghao exclaimed with indignation.

Yu Zhongtian smiled insincerely, tilting his head to look at him, and said lazily, "That can’t be right, you mean to say we didn’t send them to you. The couple of bucks it cost to print those invitations—is still within Qifeng Group’s budget."

"Could it be that you didn’t regard the invitation highly and didn’t even bother to bring it with you?" Yu Zhongtian said with a laugh.

From the beginning, Yu Zhongtian’s tone had been somewhat sarcastic.

He came not to give face to the Yunhai Enterprise Federation that day, for those fellows had shown no appreciation for previous interactions!

If they weren’t friends, then they were enemies!

In front of so many people at that moment, Yu Zhongtian was openly confronting them!