Chapter 591 - 591 580


591: Chapter 580 591: Chapter 580 Tonight, Li Shishi was like a cheat code among women, the kind who could annihilate all other women in seconds.


Many were stunned looking at Li Shishi but then would look at Song Yun with a perplexed expression, which pissed off Song Yun right away.


Were they giving the “a fresh flower stuck in cow dung” look?


He had so much substance and they couldn’t see it?


Dare they not be so shallow!!


However, Li Shishi’s next move only stoked Song Yun’s fire, though not with anger.


Li Shishi extended her hand and lightly wrapped it around Song Yun’s arm, leaning gently against him.


This was practically an announcement to everyone around that she was Song Yun’s lady companion.


Song Yun was over the moon, with Li Shishi’s arm linked with his and because she leaned against him slightly, her soft chest was also lightly pressing against his arm.


How could this not thrill Song Yun?


Song Yun lifted his chin proudly, glancing at the people around—too pleased for words.


Today’s banquet was crowded with many beauties, including high-society ladies and famous singers and movie stars.


These ordinarily high-and-mighty stars were now mostly others’ satellites.


Song Yun spotted several familiar faces among the women, looking demurely dependent as they clung to men who were all dazzlers, just like rich heirs.


“Hey!!” Song Yun suddenly let out a light exclamation.


“What’s up?” asked Li Shishi.


“You see those female stars?


When I saw them on TV before, didn’t they all have boyfriends?


And weren’t their boyfriends fellow male stars?


How come it doesn’t seem like that now?” Song Yun asked.


“Brother Yun, aren’t you in the know?” A teasing voice interrupted.


Song Yun turned with a smile and said, “Mao Shan, why are you just getting here?”


“Shishi, you’re here too.” After greeting Song Yun, Mao Shan nodded to Li Shishi with a smile.


“Yeah, I’ve got to keep an eye on Song Yun, make sure he isn’t snatched away.” Li Shishi said with a chuckled, covering her mouth.


“Mao Shan, tell me about what I was just asking,” said Song Yun.


“It’s simple, who’s the biggest cuck these days?


Not the Ninja Turtles, but those who have female stars as girlfriends or wives.


These guys typically have the greenest of hats,” Mao Shan said, chuckling.


“How do you mean?”


“Think about it, who doesn’t want to bare skin for roles nowadays?


Sure, some don’t need to, but how could minor stars climb up without selling their flesh?”


“You got them as girlfriends, but you don’t have the clout to help them climb the ranks, so they have to keep selling themselves.


Right?


Like that woman over there,” Mao Shan pointed to a beautiful woman being held by a man and explained.


“That one’s even got a husband now, always showing off their love on TV.


See the guy next to her?


He’s one of our country’s renowned directors, from our own Sunan.


No female companion tonight, one phone call, and even if you’re married, you obediently show up.


Now do you get why so many stars get married and can’t split?


No man can stomach his woman being played by another, and when you’re powerless to stop it…


that’s why, man, when picking a woman, never choose from the entertainment circle.


You’ll never know how many green hats you’ve been made to wear.”


“Jeez, what you’re saying kind of makes sense!” Song Yun said.


“Let’s not stand outside any longer; let’s go in.” Mao Shan suggested.


“Go in where?” Song Yun was puzzled.


“Into the main hall, of course.


This area is for people whose status isn’t quite there.


We’re meant for the main hall, and once those people arrive, then these folks can enter.


It’s an unspoken rule at every gala!”


“It’s quite a complicated system!” Song Yun remarked.


“In our country’s true high society, the intricacies are plenty.


Some say we’re now advancing toward the level of European high society, but what they don’t know is, back when we had nobility, those red-haired ghosts in Europe were just uncivilized barbarians.


Real nobility is here in our Shen Zhou!


Our customs are far beyond what those red-haired ghosts can compare to.” Mao Shan said, leading the way to the central hall of the cruise.


Song Yun naturally followed along.


The people around who saw Song Yun boldly entering the main hall grew intensely curious about him.


Those who dare to enter the main hall are either of proper status or complete bumpkins.


Song Yun might look like the latter, but could he be unsophisticated when someone like Li Shishi, fairylike in stature, was with him?


The main hall was much quieter than the outside but was extremely opulent.


“Never thought your grandfather was into these high-class banquets, haha.” Song Yun laughed.


“This is necessary.


We need to protect our country, but we also need to make good relations with all sorts.


It’s always beneficial in the long run.


This cruise, do you know who it belongs to?” Mao Shan asked.


“Whose is it?”


“The richest man in our Sunan apparently has a good private relationship with my grandfather,” Mao Shan whispered.


Song Yun didn’t know many at tonight’s banquet.


Those few he recognized were the types to regularly appear on TV—big shots who carried their own air and typically didn’t have too many unrelated people standing around.


Song Yun and Li Shishi stood by themselves without anyone coming over to them.


While it was called a banquet, it actually resembled more of a grand networking event.


Occasionally, some very attractive socialites would walk among the crowd to help set the atmosphere.


These socialites weren’t like those portrayed on TV, hooking up with wealthy elites.


They survived on their social skills, not by selling their bodies but by mingling among the powerful and then often obtaining various information.


They used such information for profit.


Some might question, who would want to associate with them?


But in fact, while they obtained information from you, they would also share some with you.


It was a reciprocal arrangement.


Plus, those with real smarts wouldn’t spill core secrets.


Instead, they might divulge less crucial information to these women, letting them act as their spokespersons, expressing their own opinions.


This required a deep level of skill and intelligence.