Lin Qi was a very eloquent person.
Back in that small place, someone had asked him how he had gotten in. After all, anyone who could get in had to have something extraordinary about them.
Some people came from excellent backgrounds but had taken a wrong turn halfway through.
Some people were naturally intelligent and could easily deduce how events would unfold.
Some people were good at imitation. It did not matter who or what it was—they could imitate it with ease.
Some people thought Lin Qi was utterly ordinary and asked him what he was good at.
He told that person that what he was best at was persuading others.
After Lin Qi's speech, the New Generation Nobles were filled with confidence. They chatted merrily, and everyone looked completely relaxed.
However, Lin Qi knew that it was all an illusion. They had already acquired the most basic quality of a noble: the ability to "act."
Not easily revealing one's emotions through one's face or eyes could be said to be the most fundamental ability a noble had to master.
They might be able to deceive themselves, but they could not fool Lin Qi. They should have been tense, yet they all looked so relaxed. It was far too fake.
And that was precisely where these New Generation Nobles were still immature—
You could not always let others see the beautiful side you had put on display. Sometimes, you also had to let people see your true face! No matter how similar something fake was to the real thing, at certain times, it still lacked the sense of reality and the impact that reality brought! Lin Qi held his wineglass and watched everyone perform. He was waiting for a phone call.
It was almost dinnertime. Everyone was beginning to feel