The banquet was held at a five-star hotel.
Tang Xiaomin attended with Zhong Li by her side.
The host of the banquet, Mr. Wang, was the founder of "Secret's Secret," a well-known lingerie brand in Modu.
Rumor had it that he had a remarkable talent for designing lingerie.
A mere glance at a woman's chest was enough for him to design the perfect undergarment for her.
He had used this talent to build his empire, achieving both fame and fortune.
At the banquet, a staggering eighty percent of the attendees were women.
From A-list to eighteen-line celebrities in Modu, all had come to attend.
One word to describe the event: a dazzling display of beauty.
Women who become stars are undeniably exceptional in both appearance and figure.
Furthermore, each possessed a unique aura.
Some were pure and innocent, others elegant goddesses, and some alluring temptresses…
It was enough to make one's head spin.
Mr. Wang was adept at organizing events, having adopted a strategy similar to the Cannes Film Festival.
He had set up a red carpet at the entrance, complete with media photographers.
It was a grand affair, catering extensively to vanity.
At the banquet's entrance, dedicated attendants managed the flow of celebrity arrivals.
They ensured that every starlet had the opportunity to capture stunning photos on the red carpet.
Tang Xiaomin, attending someone else's event, naturally respected their arrangements.
She patiently waited at the entrance, queuing to enter.
Just then, Tang Yiyi also arrived.
She was wearing a white silk slip dress that accentuated her graceful figure.
Tang Yiyi had been raised by the Tang family, and Zhang Meiyu had specifically cultivated her demeanor.
Therefore, even though Tang Yiyi had been cast out.
She still stood out amidst the crowd of celebrities.
Seeing an enemy brought forth intense animosity.
Tang Yiyi shot Tang Xiaomin a venomous glare before unceremoniously pushing her way to the front.
She cut the line with blatant disregard.
Muttering under her breath, "You've been cyberbullied, yet you dare to flaunt yourself? Aren't you afraid of being drowned in a spitstorm?"
Observing Tang Yiyi's smugness, which brought her joy.
If it weren't for the collaboration with CEO Pan, Tang Xiaomin would have long since dealt with the scandal and, in the process, stepped on Tang Yiyi a few times.
As a celebrity, any word or action could easily plunge her into utter ruin.
Seeing Tang Xiaomin's silence, Tang Yiyi assumed she was intimidated by the online backlash.
Cowardly.
"I'll kindly advise you, it's best not to show yourself around anymore, lest you be attacked by innocent bystanders."
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*Creak…*
Zhong Li clenched his fists, making cracking sounds.
When had his Queen ever been so affronted, especially in front of him, her bodyguard?
To Zhong Li, this was an unimaginable humiliation.
He longed to tear this ungrateful woman apart.
However.
Tang Xiaomin would not allow Zhong Li to act.
Listening to Tang Yiyi's words, a cold smile played on Tang Xiaomin's lips.
"Your idea is excellent; I will consider it…"
As for how to deal with you.
Tang Xiaomin didn't finish her sentence.
Hearing this, Tang Yiyi felt even more that Tang Xiaomin was not right in the head.
Especially Tang Xiaomin's smile, which always inexplicably sent a shiver down her spine.
"Miss, please prepare to enter," the attendant reminded her.
Upon hearing this, Tang Yiyi thought no further and proceeded to walk the red carpet with what she considered an elegant stride.
Feeling the cameras around her, the rapid clicking of shutters, Tang Yiyi felt as though she was radiating brilliance.
Zhong Li's teeth gnashed in anger.
"Miss Tang, isn't Tang Yiyi being a bit too triumphant?"
Tang Yiyi was indeed triumphant.
She was simply unaware of who was fanning the flames behind her arrogance.
"Zhong Li, have you ever heard of 'praise killing'?"
Upon hearing this, Zhong Li's anger dissipated completely.
He had known it, his Queen was ruthless and would never tolerate Tang Yiyi's glee.
Let her fly high first, the higher she flew, the harder she would fall, and the more thoroughly she would perish.
…
Tang Xiaomin was dressed more conservatively and walked quickly across the red carpet.
Upon entering the banquet hall.
Mr. Wang stood at the entrance, shaking hands with each attending female celebrity.
He was a greasy middle-aged man with a receding hairline and unusually small eyes.
His smile was not just lecherous; it was extraordinarily so.
When Mr. Wang saw Tang Yiyi, the eyes that had been narrowed into slits suddenly widened considerably.
"It is my honor, Miss Tang Yiyi, that you could attend."
Saying this, Mr. Wang extended his hand to shake Tang Yiyi's.
Tang Yiyi was somewhat reluctant but still shook Mr. Wang's hand symbolically.
"You are too kind, Mr. Wang. It is my honor to be invited by you."
Tang Yiyi had a purpose for attending today.
Yang Zhenzhen hoped she could secure the endorsement for Mr. Wang's brand for the next quarter.
Although it was for lingerie… times had changed.
Her career was just beginning, and she urgently needed to strike while the iron was hot and make a name for herself.
However, there were so many celebrities attending today, most of whom shared Tang Yiyi's objective.
Tang Yiyi had no idea how to secure the endorsement.
After Tang Yiyi entered.
Mr. Wang gazed at the beautiful and composed Tang Xiaomin, captivated by her beauty.
He was so engrossed in looking at her that he almost forgot to shake hands and, perhaps, touch her hand…
Mr. Wang leered with a salacious smile and lecherously said, "CEO Tang, what a rare visitor!"
Tang Xiaomin, at such a young age, had acquired the Tang Corporation. Although it was her family's company.
It had now become her own Tang Corporation.
Such a young, capable, and stunning woman.
Any man would inevitably admire and be drawn to her.
Mr. Wang extended his plump, greasy hand towards Tang Xiaomin.
The next second, Mr. Wang was startled by Zhong Li, who stood by Tang Xiaomin with a ferocious expression.
He sheepishly withdrew his hand.
Tang Xiaomin, completely ignoring Mr. Wang, walked into the banquet.
Inside the hall, people were gathered in groups of three to five, chatting amicably.
Those female celebrities were not to be trifled with; their attire was designed with deliberate intent.
Cleavage, exposed waists, bared legs…
Although Tang Yiyi possessed some allure, she appeared too modest compared to those seasoned veterans.
As a result, Tang Yiyi's chances of securing Mr. Wang's endorsement for the next quarter were slim.
Fortunately, Tang Xiaomin had done her research before coming.
The visible was no match for the unseen, and driven by curiosity, most would choose the latter.
Tang Xiaomin, looking at Tang Yiyi in white in the distance, made up her mind.
"Zhong Li, go to the restroom and fetch a bucket of tap water, then…" Sudan Novel Network
Zhong Li nodded and left.
He was skilled at doing bad deeds.
Tang Xiaomin sat alone, occasionally engaging in brief conversations with others.
At this moment, Mr. Wang, with his usual obsequiousness, approached Tang Xiaomin again.
"CEO Tang, you must be bored sitting here alone. Let me keep you company and chat."
Tang Xiaomin did not refuse, engaging in a desultory conversation with Mr. Wang.
"Mr. Wang's brand changes its spokesperson every quarter."
"I wonder which actress has caught your eye for the next quarter?"