A Cultured Person, Appreciated by Both Highbrow and Lowbrow

At the same time, in a hotel less than a kilometer away from the boy, Lin Qi was entertaining an investment group.

The opulent decor made many guests briefly forget that this was the Nagaril United Kingdom, a backward, impoverished, and ignorant country located in the East Ocean.

The clear Crystal Lamp refracts the bright light in all directions, adding a touch of dazzling color to that light.

A local band and singer, whose names I don't know, are softly singing a soothing song.

The singer is a Nagaril People with dark skin and not particularly handsome, but what's surprising is his voice, which is like a barrel of fine, aged wine, exuding an intoxicating aroma.

A group of women stood around him, their eyes slightly closed, listening to his voice that made their souls dance.

His singing wasn't loud; it was hard to hear from a distance. And a little further away, people gathered in small groups, holding wine glasses and chatting.

They chatted about their experiences in Nagaril, their discoveries, and everything else about the place—it was fun and enjoyable.

Waiters in vests and bow ties moved quickly through the crowd, bringing glasses of wine and taking away empty ones. At that moment, everyone in the room felt as if they were in their most familiar environment, rather than in Nagaril!

This once again proves the greatness of money, or wealth. It is precisely because of abundant money that such magnificent buildings can be constructed on this backward, ignorant, and impoverished land.

In the dance floor, Lin Qi was dancing with Penny. He wasn't actually the "host"; the main character today was Lyme, and Lynch was more like a guest, so he wasn't needed yet.

During this time, he can do his own thing, such as when Penny invites him to dance, Lin Qi doesn't object.

The two danced a slow rock-like dance to soothing music on the dance floor. This dance didn't have any specific steps or forms; it was more like giving lovers a chance to get closer to each other and whisper sweet nothings.

With each breath, Lin Qi could smell a fragrance, a fragrance emanating from the opposite sex. He held the girl's hand in one hand and wrapped his other arm around her back.

Today, Penny changed into a bright red backless dress. Amidst the elegance and luxury, the vibrant red also brought a touch of girlish liveliness, making her stunning.

His hand was placed on the girl's back.

Lin Qi valued his hands more than his face.

A man's appearance has never been what impresses the world; his hands are more important than his face.

For example, a pair of sharp hands can distinguish the authenticity of a document by the raised lettering on the paper, and a pair of steady hands can handle some meticulous work, but a face cannot do these things.

This allowed him to feel the girl's smooth skin at that moment, the kind of smoothness that comes from not having applied any makeup or skincare products.

This smoothness is not strictly speaking like what people often call "freshly peeled boiled egg". Although the solidified egg white of a boiled egg is also very tender when it is first peeled, it is not smooth, but rather a bit rough.

The girl's skin was smooth; when you pressed your fingertips against that soft skin, you could hardly feel any friction. It was as if the force of motion had completely disappeared at that moment.

The sensation at his fingertips captivated Lin Qi, not because of lust, but because of his appreciation of the artwork.

In fact, Lin Qi was also a refined person. In his society, even if one was pretending, one had to put on an elegant and cultured appearance.

The culture here is not about diplomas and academic knowledge, but rather a different kind of refined culture.

Once, before he went inside, he was riding in a car with several important figures. They were talking about investments, and as they talked, they suddenly started talking about the only woman among them, a very cultured name.

The person in charge of the negotiations smiled and recited a line of poetry, followed by a second and a third line. All eyes then fell on Lin Qi.

Without hesitation, Lin Qi read out the rest of the poem. Two words in the last line of the poem happened to be the name of the female companion.

The atmosphere in the car immediately became more lively. It was a recognition of each other among cultured people. The contract was signed naturally after they got out of the car.

After entering the company, Lin Qi met many cultured people. One of them left a deep impression on him. That guy spent five years setting up a scheme that made many people lose their fortunes. The reason he was able to gain people's trust was that he was "cultured".

Lin Qi was also a cultured man; he liked and appreciated everything. In fact, women were also a kind of "work of art."

His fingertips gently glided across the girl's skin, and Penny's face flushed. She was not used to the atmosphere, but she couldn't escape it.

The scandal with Lin Qi taught her a lesson: in the complex world of Movie Circle or entertainment, it's hard to survive without connections, and you'll constantly face difficulties from others.

Shi Long was just one of them, and he wasn't even considered a big guy.

Compared to Production Company, this kind of movie star is just a nobody. What if someone from a Production Company makes things difficult for her in the future? These days, there are all sorts of rumors circulating about who went to someone else's room at night. You can refuse actors and Director, but how can you refuse production companies? As long as you're in this industry, there's no way to avoid these issues unless you have a background that everyone respects. Otherwise, you can only go with the flow.

Penny wants to be a star, to become a big shot; that's her dream, her ideal, and her plan for her future life.

She entered this industry to work hard for these things, not to become a prostitute.

Since we're going to choose, let's choose a better one that will solve our problems once and for all.

She looked up at Lin Qi. With each breath, the breath he exhaled from Lin Qi mouth and nose dispersed through the gap between them, but some of it would spray onto her face, making her heart race.

Lin Qi's hands also possessed a kind of magic, causing her body to feel slightly warm.

The two were very close, and with each step they took, their bodies would touch. This made the girl both excited and uneasy, as if she were afraid of something.

In a daze, the music stopped.

Unlike record labels, bands never get tired. The musicians in a band do get tired. When performing in such venues, many guests have a high level of musical literacy. If they make a mistake, it could severely damage their careers.

Therefore, their high level of concentration makes them very tired, and the same goes for the singer. He needs to ensure that he presents his best voice to the enthralled ladies and other guests, who all need rest.

The people on the dance floor stopped, including Lin Qi and the dazed girl. Lin Qi clapped his hands and beckoned to the waiter.

A waiter quickly came over, and Lin Qi took out his custom-made pen from his pocket, wrote his phone number on the cup holder paper ring on the waiter's tray, and then gave an order.

After the waiter left, the girl, who had gradually woken up, looked at him shyly. Lin Qi knew what she meant and casually explained, "This singer has a unique voice and a unique smile. People will like him."

He added, "Federal."

Not long ago, an article titled "《We Are Reshaping Pride》" was published in the Federal community, which caused a huge reaction and sensation as soon as it was published.

In Lin Qi's words, it was a motivational article with obvious political overtones, advocating throughout that the Federal and Federal people would surely return to glory, but that it would require everyone's joint efforts.

It's mainstream, it's the main theme, and people like it. Now, everyone in the Federal is thinking this way and working hard. Capitalists should actually be grateful for this financial crisis and Economic Tsunami, because these problems have made those workers who complain all day realize the value and importance of their work, and stop them from going to the union to report that they are being exploited and oppressed.

If groups like this singer and his band were organized to perform in the Federal at this time, it would further prove that the Federal is recovering rapidly and will be even better than before.

Avoiding that question, Lin Qi also asked, "Have you ever played a socialite?"

Before the girl could react, Lin Qi had already put his arm around her. In this situation, many things seemed casual, but there was an unknown sense of meticulousness.

The girl naturally reached out and took his arm, and led by Lin Qi, they walked towards a group of gentlemen who were chatting.

Lin Qi's arrival caused the gentlemen to pause their conversation. Lin Qi Lyme at Penny. The girl instinctively let go of his hand, greeted the gentlemen, apologized, and left to join another group of ladies.

She was a little confused, but she did a pretty good job. Sometimes people say that bringing a female companion is unnecessary because women have no place or status in real social situations, but such social situations are indispensable for the embellishment of women.

They don't admit they're just pretty faces, but they are pretty faces.

"Where are we?" Lin Qi took control of the conversation as soon as he arrived. His invisible aura gave him power in front of these people, making him seem like a ruler.

Lyme quickly replied, "We were just talking about the chaotic traffic..." After answering, he felt a sense of relief.

Everyone longs to walk in here, greet each other familiarly, and chat about anything and everything.

He used to stand outside the glass window with envious eyes and think this way, but at this moment, he doesn't feel that way anymore.

This is not a pleasure, it is torture.

The people here won't use harsh words to mock your mistakes; they'll only make you feel ashamed with their eyes.

It makes you feel like you don't belong here, that being here is a mistake!