Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy-Chapter 188 - 98: The Playfulness of Destiny (Congratulations Alliance Hierarch 1 Billion Light Years)

(The four additional chapters by the Billion-Lightyear Alliance Hierarch have been completed, and from tomorrow, we will continue with four updates from the Alliance Hierarch.)

"Rongrong, weren’t we supposed to help your uncle liven up the atmosphere at the banquet today? Wouldn’t doing it this way be inappropriate?"

"What’s wrong with it? This is much classier than the circles you used to hang out in. You might even catch a few "Kays". If you’re coming, stop dithering."

Xiao Rongrong brought her two girlfriends into the hall. If it weren’t for their various pleas and humble requests yesterday, she wouldn’t have agreed to talk to her uncle about bringing these two friends along.

But since you’re here, you’d better listen to me, and let’s see how you dare to laugh at me secretly again!

"Ugh, it’s so annoying, you dressed up so nicely, there must be a lot of people coming over to chat you up. Didn’t a few playboys ask for your Sky Communication number just now?"

The light-hearted banter among the three girls not only didn’t annoy the people around them but also attracted many approving glances.

In a banquet, every move of a beautiful woman is a feast for the eyes, isn’t it?

A man wearing a tailcoat, with a badge resembling a cloud pinned on his chest.

His neatly trimmed beard gave him the charm that’s unique to a man in his thirties.

"May I have the honor of getting to know the three beautiful ladies?"

The trio giggled, exchanged glances, and happily moved into a conversation.

The hall gradually quieted down.

The band playing nearby also slowly stopped, as the owner of the venue had stepped onto the central stage of the banquet hall.

This vigorous elderly man put on a small headset and cleared his throat, "Good afternoon, guests. I am Wang Ji, Chairman of Loki Heavy Industry."

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When that aged yet forceful voice spoke, the entire room listened in silence, with everyone’s attention focused on the center of the venue.

"It is an honor to meet so many old friends and a lot of new ones at this mid-year gathering."

"I hope everyone will accompany Loki Heavy Industry in forging even more splendid achievements in the time to come. Thank you all."

"Today’s feast is for casual chat, no need to be formal. Please, continue the friendly atmosphere from before."

The old man finished with a slight smile, spreading his arms wide towards the crowd.

Measured music began to play, and his brief but impactful words truly dominated the atmosphere of the hall.

A few minutes earlier, Mu Fan and Fat Brother were wandering around a corner of the hall.

Fat Brother tugged at Mu Fan, who was looking around, and whispered anxiously, "What are you doing?"

"Looking for food, why isn’t there a buffet like at your place?" Mu Fan said, puzzled.

Fat Brother almost ran out of breath.

You’re here to eat?

How many of these business banquets serve real food!

Laughing and exasperated, Fat Brother whispered, "This... it’s not like my house. Mind your image; the hotel will serve food at each individual round table."

As their conversation dropped, the voice of the chairman of Loki Heavy Industry rang out.

"Look, that’s the Sect Leader of Loki Heavy Industry, the real big shot!" Fat Brother said admiringly, pointing towards Old Mr. Wang Ji while clutching Mu Fan’s arm.

"Wow, that girl behind the old man is so pretty!" Fat Brother seemed to have discovered a new world, forcibly directing Mu Fan’s gaze, "Look, look, the girl standing behind, smiling. She’s absolutely a goddess! Could she be Old Master Wang’s granddaughter?"

Fat Brother’s casual remark hit the mark unintentionally.

There Mu Fan also saw the tall beauty in a light blue long dress; his vision was several times better than Fat Brother’s, and even more clearly saw the facial contours of the girl under the soft lighting, the side profile was perfection.

"She’s indeed pretty." Mu Fan admitted honestly, finding her more appealing than Fat Brother’s cousin Shelly. In his mind, this was clearly a sign of beauty.

"Old Master Wang finished speaking. Come on, let’s hurry over; we might get a chance to talk to that beauty."

Fat Brother completely ignored his father’s warning; at the sight of this all-ages heartthrob, Fat Brother just couldn’t resist.

Ah, she laughed again, and Fat Brother’s heart was about to melt.

"Didn’t Mr. Wayne say not to go?"

"It’s okay, didn’t you see my dad is already moving towards there?"

Well...

With a look of resignation, Mu Fan looked up once more at the girl who had joy in her eyes, especially those watery eyes that felt strangely familiar.

Shaking his head, Mu Fan felt he hadn’t recovered yet, and then he was forcibly dragged away by Fat Brother.

Standing behind Wang Ji, Wang Nuonuo smiled, welcoming the friendly and stunning gazes of everyone, her demeanor as a young princess of Loki Heavy Industries undoubtedly shining through.

Graceful and properly dignified, gentle and elegant.

Many young men present sent admiring glances her way.

In their view, the star of today’s banquet was definitely not the Sect Leader of Loki Heavy Industries, but the pearl-like girl before their eyes.

But they had no idea that Miss Wang Nuonuo’s face was almost stiffening.

Such mask-wearing activities were exhausting.

Facing strangers, people with ulterior motives, and unpleasant folks, she had to offer her smile for the so-called aristocratic etiquette.

Growing up seldom around her parents, Wang Nuonuo had a surprisingly independent mind and rebellious spirit.

The pampering from Old Mr. Wangji only further distinguished her character from those princess-like girls who were strictly molded by their families since childhood.

But for her family’s business, she was all in!

Anyway, while she was still young.

Yes, that’s right, this lady just turned 17 this year.

Thinking of this, Wang Nuonuo’s smile broadened even more.

"The young lady smiled at me!" A well-built young man was instantly smitten.

"She must be smiling at me." Another son of a wealthy family who came along with his father also gave what he thought was his brightest smile.

For a moment, several young men around the venue exchanged smiles.

Each one like a proud rooster, sticking their necks out high.

Afraid that the elf-like girl on the stage wouldn’t see them.

Mu Fan inadvertently looked up again at the girl smiling towards the main stage below but was taken aback.

Because he saw that the girl’s eyes were clearly lifeless, it was as if...

She was zoning out?

"Why are you dilly-dallying? Walking like a woman, hurry up." Once more, Mu Fan felt a tug on his sleeve as Fat Brother seemed like a fighting chinook salmon.

The kind that carries a family along.

"Excuse me, thank you, thank you."

Fat Brother was trying hard to squeeze toward the main stage but was simultaneously politely apologizing to the people ahead.

The people here all had a certain status, to put it bluntly, the families of the guests likely ranked higher than the Fowen Consortium from Loga Star.

No one would stoop to argue with a chubby guy.

His bow tie was askew, and Fat Brother’s face was already beading with a thin layer of sweat under the cool air, but he still did not give up pulling Mu Fan along.

Hmm?

Couldn’t pull him anymore?