At this moment, Wan Yunting had just arrived at the entrance of the Chang An Club. After getting out of the car and having the chauffeur park it, he looked up at the palace-style architecture. It was an extremely luxurious club. Seeing the men and women entering and exiting dressed in grand attire, he knew that this club was not a place ordinary people could access.
As Wan Yunting was about to walk towards the club entrance, his phone rang in his pocket. He stopped, took out his phone, and saw it was Jiang Wenhao calling. He answered immediately, and Jiang Wenhao's voice came through, "Teacher, where are you?"
"I'm in the capital. Have you recovered from your injury, you brat?" Wan Yunting asked with a smile.
"That minor injury healed long ago. I'm in the capital right now. Send me your location, and I'll come find you immediately." At this moment, Jiang Wenhao, accompanied by his secretary Lucy and six burly bodyguards, emerged from the airport.
Wan Yunting's expression flickered, and he said, "When did you return, you brat?"
"Yesterday."
Jiang Wenhao said, "I called Auntie, and she said you were handling matters in the capital, so I came over. Send me the address, and I'll head over to find you now." Wan Yunting knew that Jiang Wenhao was likely calling about expanding the company to the capital. After hanging up, he WeChat-messaged Jiang Wenhao the location of the Chang An Club and then strode towards the club's entrance. He saw a line of attendants dressed in imperial court attire, all of uniform height and possessing outstanding temperament and beauty. Although Wan Yunting's attire appeared very ordinary, these well-trained beautiful attendants dared not slack off, bowing politely to welcome him.
They knew that ordinary people were not qualified to step through the grand entrance of the Chang An Club; those who could enter were all prominent figures in the capital. Moreover, someone dressed casually like Wan Yunting was often a major figure.
Indeed, a middle-aged man in a suit spotted Wan Yunting and hurried to greet him with a fawning, obsequious smile. "Mr. Wan, I am the club's lobby manager. Following Master Qun's instructions, I have been waiting for you here. Please follow me to the second floor."
Upon hearing that Ouyang Liqun had arranged for someone to receive him downstairs, Wan Yunting smiled and nodded at the manager before following him directly up the grand staircase to the second floor. He observed the club's interior decoration, a blend of modern and ancient palace styles, which created a striking impression, making one feel as though they had entered an ancient palace while still experiencing a modern ambiance.
"Look quickly, isn't that Wan Yunting?"
At this moment, on the second floor, a group of young men dressed in designer suits and wearing luxury watches, along with socialites in gorgeous evening gowns exuding an air of nobility, or young ladies from prominent families, all turned their attention to Wan Yunting as he followed the manager upstairs, capturing everyone's gaze.
"Heh heh, he's quite good-looking, but he's just not from our circle!"
A vain socialite, seeing Wan Yunting's ordinary and somewhat uninspired attire, couldn't help but sneer.
"To put it bluntly, he's just a doctor."
Another rich young master, with an arrogant and overbearing demeanor, looked at the approaching Wan Yunting with contempt in his eyes.
"What, don't you seek doctors when you're ill?"
At this moment, Kong Xuefeng emerged from inside, and Kong Chaoyu also appeared in an evening gown. Her distinctive dress design was both modest and showcased the dignity and elegance of a noble lady from a prominent family, retaining her noble aura and making people want to look a second time.
"Young Master Feng..."
Those who had been discussing Wan Yunting moments ago, upon seeing Kong Xuefeng and Kong Chaoyu, all had a sudden change in their expressions and quickly lowered their heads, silencing themselves.
Kong Xuefeng cast a cold glance at them, considering them mere nouveau riche second-generation socialites, then turned to greet the approaching Wan Yunting with a smile. "Mr. Wan has arrived."
"President Kong, Miss Kong, you are here too."
Seeing Kong Xuefeng and Kong Chaoyu, Wan Yunting cupped his fists and greeted them politely.
As for their earlier discussion about him, Wan Yunting's sharp hearing had certainly picked it up, but he simply didn't wish to associate with such insignificant people.
"Ouyang Liqun of your Ouyang family sent an invitation, stating that an exchange party is being held for you tonight and specially invited us," Kong Xuefeng said with a smile.
Kong Chaoyu's peach blossom eyes sparkled like two stars, curving into crescent moons that smiled charmingly. She looked at Wan Yunting and said, "We were planning to leave as we hadn't seen you for a while, but then you arrived."
Facing this woman from the Kong family, blessed with both beauty and elegance, especially her insightful peach blossom eyes, Wan Yunting's first impression was that she was a woman of great depth. He smiled apologetically and said, "I apologize, I was delayed by something this afternoon and have only just arrived. President Kong, Miss Kong, may I invite you in for another drink to express my apology?"
"Certainly."
Kong Xuefeng was pleased. For the people in the capital's high society now, Wan Yunting was perhaps only known as the long-lost son of Ouyang Zhixin and the chairman of the Beijing Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
But he knew that Wan Yunting before him was the true chairman behind the creation of the Chaoting Financial Technology Group!
The two walked with Wan Yunting into the reception. The eyes of the young men and women inside all turned towards Wan Yunting, who was standing between the Kong Xuefeng and Kong Chaoyu siblings, causing a stir and hushed discussions throughout the venue as they speculated he was Wan Yunting.
Although Wan Yunting's name had been quite popular in the capital recently, due to different fields, not everyone present recognized him.
Meanwhile, Ouyang Liqun, accompanied by Ji Ruxue, was chatting with the ten outstanding young figures in Beijing's business circles. Upon receiving a reminder, he turned to look at the now-arrived Wan Yunting. Ji Ruxue's peculiar, pale green, foxy eyes immediately locked onto Wan Yunting, and her fiery red lips curved into a smile. "Is he Wan Yunting?"
Ouyang Liqun nodded and, with Ji Ruxue, walked towards Wan Yunting...
"Brother Xian, Brother Xian, he's here..."
Sitting on the other side, Ouyang Xinyuan and Ouyang Yumeng, along with other young members of the family, saw Wan Yunting and quickly called out to Ouyang Xiuxian, who was looking down at his phone. He turned his sharp gaze towards Wan Yunting in the distance and stood up. "Let's go meet him..."
Wan Yunting, holding a glass of wine, first apologized to the Kong Xuefeng and Kong Chaoyu siblings. Just as he finished drinking and put down his glass, Ouyang Liqun arrived with the enchanting Ji Ruxue and called out from afar, "Cousin, you're finally here."
Wan Yunting turned around and looked at Ouyang Liqun walking towards him with a smiling face, but his gaze immediately fell on Ji Ruxue beside him. Wan Yunting's eyes narrowed instantly, fixating on this incredibly beautiful, alluring woman. Especially her pale green eyes, which gave Wan Yunting a first impression of wickedness!
A sense of unprecedented caution subconsciously arose in Wan Yunting's heart!
This feeling only appeared when he was in danger, which surprised Wan Yunting. His gaze towards Ji Ruxue also became vigilant. The woman's pale green eyes were filled with strangeness, and the aura emanating from her was also very evil. This was not the aura of a normal person!
Ji Ruxue's fiery red lips curved into a slight smile, her peculiar, pale green foxy eyes meeting Wan Yunting's gaze. They were both sizing each other up, and at the same time, Ji Ruxue also felt surprised. This man actually possessed a familiar aura!
Ouyang Liqun said with a smile, "I thought you weren't coming."
Wan Yunting came back to his senses, withdrew his gaze from Ji Ruxue, and smiled at Ouyang Liqun, "I apologize, I was delayed by something. I'll toast everyone and make amends."
Saying this, Wan Yunting picked up another glass of wine from a waiter's tray, gestured to the people present, and drank it down in one gulp.
Chen Shuai from the crowd called out, "One glass of wine is not enough sincerity. It should be at least three glasses!"
As soon as he said this, the entire venue fell silent. Everyone's eyes, with various expressions, were fixed on Wan Yunting. Ouyang Liqun in front of him also deliberately remained silent.
Wan Yunting glanced at Chen Shuai following the sound; he didn't recognize him. He smiled and put down the empty wine glass, preparing to pick up the second glass, when a voice suddenly rang out, "Chen Shuai, your Chen family is too bold. Do you want to trample over our Ouyang family?"
This statement caused Chen Shuai's expression to change. He turned to retort, but seeing that it was Ouyang Xiuxian who had arrived, he forcefully swallowed his words and replied with a smile, "Brother Xian, what are you saying? I was just making a joke."
Wan Yunting also looked in surprise at the young man dressed casually, remarking that perhaps only the two of them were dressed out of place. However, knowing Ouyang Xinyuan and Ouyang Yumeng, the siblings who were with Ouyang Xiuxian, he knew he was the son of Uncle Ouyang Zhihui.
Ouyang Xiuxian glared at Chen Shuai and the others before approaching Wan Yunting. A masculine aura exuded from him, carrying a powerful presence, making Wan Yunting immediately realize that this person was not simple. His martial arts realm should have reached the level of Dan Jin or above!
Ouyang Xiuxian smiled and said to Wan Yunting, "Should I call you Abbot Wan, or Cousin?"
This statement made Wan Yunting's eyes narrow. Being able to know that he was the new abbot of the Wuliang Daoist Temple could only be someone from the martial arts world of the major sects!
"Cousin, let me introduce you."
Ouyang Xinyuan stepped forward and introduced Wan Yunting, "This is Ouyang Xiuxian, the son of our Uncle Zhiguo. He is older than all of us."
Wan Yunting nodded and cupped his fists, smiling at Ouyang Xiuxian, "It seems Cousin also practices martial arts."
Ouyang Xiuxian clasped his hands together and returned the salute, smiling, "After retiring from the army, I became a lay disciple at the Shaolin Temple. Our senior and junior brothers who returned from your Wuliang Daoist Temple's ancestral worship ceremony spoke of you, calling you a martial arts prodigy met once in a thousand years, with a realm of early Dan Jin in martial arts. I wonder when Cousin will be free to spar a few rounds with me?"
Wan Yunting's expression was startled. He truly couldn't tell that his cousin Ouyang Xiuxian was a lay disciple of the Shaolin School. He smiled and said, "Another day when I'm free, I'll seek guidance from Cousin for a spar."
"Then it's settled."
Seeing his agreement, Ouyang Xiuxian couldn't help but laugh heartily.
However, he did not know that Wan Yunting's martial arts realm had already broken through to the late stage of Dan Jin!