Qualification

Galaxy International Hotel, top floor banquet hall.

The hall was magnificent, spacious, luxurious, and exuded an air of nobility; it was a grand gathering for the ' Family '.

Amidst the clinking of glasses, everyone was dressed to the nines. The men exuded elegance and refinement, their noble bearing and manners subtly revealed. The women's evening gowns were even more alluring and revealing, showcasing their graceful figures, their smiles concealing their lips.

It had been a long time since they had held a banquet to welcome someone into their ' Family '.

The thought that their investment assets could multiply dozens of times with the help of several pharmaceutical and skincare products from Cosmic Biological Company. ignited a burning desire in some of them, as if they were bewitching a seductive enchantress.

A renowned band provided live accompaniment, creating a beautiful background sound that accentuated the elegance, confidence, and hostliness of these upper-class individuals.

It would be an honor for some country bumpkins and people from the lower classes to witness this kind of luxurious enjoyment.

Many Family members thought this way, while a few believed that these people who came from the Suicide Slum only knew how to fight and kill, and that joining their Family would pollute the environment.

You can just buy Universe Biotechnology Co., Ltd. for a few hundred thousand; there's no need to bring him in.

They were from the upper class, the nobility.

Including someone from a Suicide Slum in the Family would lower the overall prestige of the ' Family '.

They had a lot of complaints. They were all nobles who had lived in the Metropolis over a hundred years, and they couldn't imagine sitting at the same table with such lowly people.

The banquet unfolded slowly, accompanied by music, fragrant breezes, and beautiful women.

When Ba Di appeared in a white suit, the entire banquet hall stopped and all eyes were on him, with soft, melodious background music playing in the background.

His face was as handsome as if sculpted by a knife and axe, mature and steady with an air of grandeur, his eyes as deep as black holes, captivating the mind, and every gesture exuded a noble air and a majestic aura, all of which showed that he came from a more rigorous environment where every word and action was regulated and solemn, and that he was a person of high position and power.

As soon as he arrived at the scene, whispers began to criticize and comment on him.

"Is that Ba Miu Luo Di? He's really good-looking."

Sexy beauties at the scene were captivated by his imposing presence. This was completely different from so-called capitalists or aristocrats. This was a domineering and conquering demeanor that was tempered with gentlemanly manners and gentleness, which made the women at the scene stare with sparkling eyes and hold their breath slightly.

"What good is being a little better looking?"

Some men saw their female companions craning their Ba Di, looking as if they wanted to get close to Ba Di and rush into his arms. They immediately felt jealous and sneered.

"That's right, they're just country bumpkins who know how to fight and kill. They got lucky and bought Nuo Yi Biological Company. It just so happened that they had some drugs that they had developed, so they got a bargain."

"Nuo Yi is a fool. He's still working for this country bumpkin. His company's fifteen years of research on drugs is just being handed over to him for nothing."

"A lucky guy, his looks are only good enough to please women in nightclubs."

"I heard that he did indeed start out in a slum nightclub."

"Hehe, it seems we should have him dance for us to entertain; that's exactly what male dancers do."

Many men swirled their champagne glasses, their expressions disdainful and coldly sarcastic.

Seeing the way so many beautiful women were looking at Ba Di, they became very impatient. The women's eyes were sparkling, and some even licked their lips, clearly showing that they had a great liking for Ba Di. Just seeing his appearance was enough to make them like him and fall in love at first sight.

This made them grit their teeth in hatred. They were all second-generation members of the "Family," usually the focus of attention, magazine cover stars, and figures of public discussion. How could they tolerate losing just in terms of looks?

Especially at banquets, there are many women who want to get close to famous actresses and socialites. How can one man steal the spotlight?

"He is so handsome that even a one-night stand with him would be a beautiful memory."

A woman of considerable status was speaking. She was wearing a purple evening gown that clung to her body, revealing her fair skin and curvaceous figure. The gown had an off-the-shoulder design that extended to her chest, exposing her breasts, which were round, white, and beautiful. The hem of the gown was also slanted, quite deeply, creating a deep, alluring, and subtly revealing effect that was both bold, avant-garde, and sexy.

Even by today's standards, this evening gown would be considered daring; now, in the 1980s, it's already a breathtakingly bold move.

This is a beauty that many people in the second generation pursue but cannot have. She is beautiful, avant-garde, and bold, a stunning woman that makes many people fall head over heels and dream about her all night.

She wasn't a second-generation member of the Family, and her status and position were quite high. Few second-generation members would dare to touch her if she expressed her opinions.

Many women who dared not speak out nodded slightly, secretly agreeing.

This filled many second-generation men with hatred, who glared at Ba Di.

Even the most confident man can't help but feel a little envious. For a man to want a woman to have a one-night stand with him and leave him with a beautiful memory is obviously something that makes others envious, jealous, and itchy.

"That's true. The world is not lacking in male dancers, but it lacks men with capital, power, rights, and status."

"He has no abilities whatsoever."

"With just one word from the ' Family,' he obediently came to the banquet and handed over his company."

"He has no ability to do this; otherwise, his future is cut off, and he will not be able to survive in the Metropolis."

"Our ' Family ' is not someone he can afford to offend."

"He could only witness luxury and wealth here, but he was unwilling and returned to the Suicide Slum to eat sewage with bitterness in his heart."

"That's right."

A second-generation rich kid raised his glass, smiling broadly as he toasted with the other men who agreed. They had every right to be arrogant; they were born into the life of billionaires. Luxury cars, beautiful women, status, and fame—they were all better than these country bumpkins. They enjoyed life better than the country bumpkins and received a better education. Inheriting superior bloodlines gave them enough arrogance to despise these ignorant country bumpkins who thought they could make Metropolis.

A group of second-generation rich kids, their faces beaming with confidence and a mocking smile playing on their lips, raised their glasses and toasted each other without a word. They were arrogant and proud, and in their conversation, the country bumpkins were worthless, becoming the butt of jokes and topics of conversation.

"Yeah?"

"But I heard that Mr. Ai Qi, the head of the Family, invited him to join the Family to cooperate in making profits. In other words, after tonight, he will be a member of the Family and will be on equal footing with your father and mother."

The woman in the bold and avant-garde purple evening gown said seemingly casually, then added, "If he's on equal footing with your parents, then doesn't that mean he's also yours..."

She deliberately covered her lips, feigning surprise at having misspoke, and said half of "father" and "mother," then smiled and apologized, "Sorry, I was rude, I misspoke."

Many people covered their mouths and chuckled secretly when they heard her speak.

However, no one blamed the woman in the purple evening gown for her words and actions. Everyone knew she was a daring person, and it was common for her to say such things to ridicule others. They just took it as a joke.

The faces of the group of privileged kids instantly turned ugly.

The fact that this country bumpkin was sitting at the same table as their parents meant that he was a generation older than them, belonging to their parents' generation. This made them feel inferior to this country bumpkin from the Suicide Slum, which made them very dissatisfied.

Even some second-generation rich kids who didn't participate in the discussion and were quite self-conscious about their status couldn't help but change color.

How did this country bumpkin manage to join the ' Family ' and sit in the 18th Seat?

This was undoubtedly very embarrassing for them.

What qualifications do they have?