Lin Qi's voice wasn't too loud, but it wasn't too soft either, and before long, some of the topics he discussed naturally spread throughout the room.
After his previous two impressive performances, no one would casually dismiss him as a young man whose words held no value.
Most of the people here were successful individuals. They understood very well that when a person's words were taken seriously by a nation's president, even if he farted, they had to speculate whether that fart held some deeper meaning.
Some of his words reached Sai Weiruila's ears as well, but she and her mother were discussing some recent gossip from the Noble Lady circle. She had no time to seek out Lin Qi, and doing so would not have been proper either.
The celebration continued until after eight in the evening before it gradually broke up. As Lin Qi's female companion at the event, Sai Weiruila naturally had to leave with him. It was etiquette, it was the rule, and no one could break it—even if she was Wo Delike's daughter!
On the way back to the hotel, Sai Weiruila's mind replayed the scene in the hall. Lin Qi had chatted and laughed with people clearly older and higher-ranking than him, yet he had never made anyone feel that he was actually the weaker party. He had even made it seem as though everyone else was listening to him attentively.
Girls from ordinary social classes did not seem to care much about such things. Those girls from the lower classes seemed more concerned with whether boys were handsome, whether they had money in their pockets, and whether they could create a romantic atmosphere.
Many girls lost their most precious possession after a romantic dinner. They cared only about superficial things.
But for a