23rd floor, inside the "Star Language Hall."

The air was suffused with a faint fragrance, a sophisticated blend of white truffle and citrus.

The atmosphere was filled with the joy and mystery unique to a youthful party.

Guests wearing various masks gathered in small groups, guessing each other’s identities, laughter resounding.

As the leading lady of the evening, Tian Jing naturally was the absolute center of attention.

She effortlessly navigated through the crowd, exchanging pleasantries and taking photos with every friend, her face always adorned with a sweet smile.

While she was chatting with a few friends, Manager Liu from the hotel hurried over.

Slightly bowing, he spoke in a voice only the two of them could hear, respectfully saying, "Miss Tian, Chairman Tang has just arrived at the hotel. He asked me to convey to you that he’s temporarily meeting a friend and will be delayed for a few minutes, and will be here shortly."

Upon hearing this, Jing pouted her lips.

What is Tang Song up to?!

She had everything planned, with each segment precisely timed, and now he suddenly had an engagement?

Her friends were already here, but Meng Chuan, Lin Jingming, and others hadn’t arrived yet, it was a perfect moment to make an entrance.

Otherwise, she’d be overshadowed.

Even though she felt a bit annoyed inside, her expression remained unchanged, she just gently nodded and said "Got it, thank you."

At this moment, a young man chuckled and said, "Hey, Qingli is here!"

Upon hearing this, everyone turned their gaze towards the entrance.

Soon, a man and a woman walked together towards them.

The woman was dressed in a purple evening gown with her long hair elegantly pinned up and wearing a black lace mask, it was Jing’s close friend Ni Qingli.

Beside her was a young man in his early thirties.

He wore an exquisite pair of gold-rimmed glasses, donned a well-fitted Tom Ford suit, and had a well-proportioned figure.

He wasn’t wearing a mask, his handsome face holding a gentle and confident smile.

The entire person exuded an aura of cultured sophistication and decisiveness, distinctive of a young elite.

"It’s Lin Jingming from Speed Charge Power, President Lin!" someone immediately exclaimed in a low voice.

"My dad mentioned him, saying he started from scratch, extremely impressive, and is currently planning to invest heavily in building a factory in our Yan City."

Those who didn’t know him started to inquire quietly among their friends.

Soon, Lin Jingming’s impressive résumé spread like ripples through the crowd.

Young yet already a tech nouveau riche valued at over 500 million US dollars, frequently appearing in news reports...

Leaving all present astonished.

"Qingli, this mask suits you perfectly, so mysterious and beautiful!"

"Qingli, glad you could make it!"

"President Lin, welcome, we’ve heard so much about you!"

Many acquaintances immediately approached with smiles to greet.

Soon, Lin Jingming, accompanied by Ni Qingli, reached Jing’s side.

"Jing, happy birthday." Ni Qingli hugged her best friend, playfully saying, "Look who I’ve brought over, isn’t it a surprise, this is a distinguished guest."

"Miss Tian, happy birthday." Lin Jingming looked at the radiant Jing, speaking graciously, "It’s presumptuous of me not to visit Chairman Tian first, but I felt the evening’s first blessing should go to the most beautiful birthday star."

A fleeting hint of undisguised marvel and admiration flashed in his eyes.

He had a favorable impression of Tian Jing.

Not only was her appearance perfect according to his aesthetics, but her family background was also outstanding, a standard beautiful and rich girl.

Having strived and succeeded through entrepreneurship for years, he was now at an age to consider settling down, and Tian Jing was undoubtedly his ideal choice for a partner.

Jing courteously said, "President Lin, you’re too kind, receiving your blessing is my honor."

Beside them, Liang Yufan felt a wave of displeasure rising, as a man, he could distinctly perceive Lin Jingming’s strong intent.

But had to admit, whether in career achievements or personal charm, he was no match for Lin Jingming.

With Ni Qingli and several key second generations leading the way, Lin Jingming quickly became the absolute centerpiece of the event.

His conversation was witty and knowledgeable, whether chatting about cutting-edge tech trends or the latest business dynamics, he was adept.

In front of the young rich second generation, it was a dimensionality reduction of sorts.

Drawing rounds of admiration, surrounded like stars around the moon.

...

Elsewhere, in the east-side VIP room, the atmosphere was equally vibrant.

Present, besides friends like Qin Decang from the old network, were several key partners of Tian Chengye in the investment field.

A young man dressed as an assistant walked rapidly to Tian Chengye’s side.

He whispered, "Chairman Tian, President Lin has arrived. However, he came directly with Miss Ni and went straight to the west-side Star Language Hall."

Upon hearing this, Tian Chengye raised his eyebrows, just about to say something.

Beside him, his wife Chen Man elegantly stood, smiling and said, "I’ll go over to welcome them, you all keep chatting."

As a prestigious guest invited this time, Lin Jingming should have come here first.

But instead went directly to Jing’s side, his intentions were clear.

As hosts, they should demonstrate enough importance.

Immediately, Chen Man bid farewell to everyone present.

The few wealthy socialites specially invited by her to "hold fort" also stood up one after another.

"We’ll wander over too, heard Jing hired a professional photographer today, perfect for capturing some beautiful photos."

"Exactly, and also, we’ll meet the esteemed President Lin you all have been talking about, see how impressive he really is."