Young People and Young People's Culture

Several days later, Lin Qi stood before Catherine again—or perhaps it was equally accurate to say that Catherine stood before him.

Catherine looked at Lin Qi and couldn't help asking in an almost complaining tone, "Where's your youthful element?"

A party for young people was definitely not the sort of rigid, serious gathering adults held.

There would be scantily dressed beauties, explosive music, and all kinds of alcoholic drinks.

"An young people's party" was hard to distinguish from a young people's revelry. Perhaps it was a little of both.

This sort of occasion wasn't suited to dressing too seriously. Catherine wore a pair of jeans and a pink T-shirt printed with a cartoon girl.

She gathered her hair with a white silk scarf and tied it into a bow.

Lin Qi, on the other hand... was actually wearing formal clothes!

Catherine slapped a hand over her face. Despair and embarrassment mingled in her voice. "I don't want to become the party's laughingstock, you know?"

Lin Qi also looked himself up and down. He had just finished speaking with the team of lawyers, and they were all "respectable people." Formal clothes and ties were standard attire.

Especially since indoor air-conditioning technology had gradually matured last year, buildings could maintain a pleasant temperature even during summer.

For Bu Peien's industry elites, this was truly a wonderful experience. They could maintain their composure in summer without worrying about the discomfort caused by excessive heat.

Lin Qi removed his tie, undid his buttons, took off his jacket, and rolled up his sleeves. "How about this?" He rested one hand behind his head, put the other on his hip, and struck a pose.

Catherine couldn't help laughing. "That's terrible!"

She felt a little hot.

Lin Qi undid two more buttons, revealing more of his chest.