"Happy Birthday, Lin Qi!"
October 10th was Lin Qi's birthday.
This was the first time Lin Qi had held such a grand birthday party since turning thirty!
It was not merely because it was his birthday, but also because Catherine had won the election, and Global Communication was about to become the New Ruling Group.
Everyone connected to Global Communication had done everything they could to come over. Even those standing at the very edge of the crowd shouted, "Happy Birthday, Mr. Lin Qi!"—loud enough that Lin Qi absolutely could not hear them.
The New Ruling Group meant an entirely new Privileged Class. Anyone who failed to show up now might find that, simply because they had not attended, their luxury private-cabin ticket had become a steerage bunk ticket.
Lin Qi knew this as well. He understood human nature and the mechanisms by which society operated extremely well.
He also understood the thoughts of those who yearned for connections with the Upper Class.
After all, he had once been one of them.
Society was complicated, far more complicated than the simple good-versus-evil and black-and-white world seen through children's eyes.
You had to make these people feel, "I can do it," rather than leave them powerless to change their class standing! That was for better rule! Catherine appeared beside Lin Qi in a wheelchair today, and her appearance also allowed many people to breathe a sigh of relief.
Besides Catherine, those gathered around him included Conner, the professor, Sergeant, Director, and a large number of important members of the New Ruling Group.
Those people approached Lin Qi one after another, in order of status and position, and exchanged a few warm words with him.
"Mr. Lin Qi, I'm sincerely delighted to meet you in person!"
And, "Mr. Lin Qi, our overwhelming