Lunch was quite lavish. It was obvious that Liao Kai had really gone all out to curry favor.
And throughout the meal, he kept trying to make conversation and ingratiate himself.
Unfortunately, Zhang Yang truly had nothing in common with him. In his eyes, Liao Kai was just a kid who had yet to graduate, so Zhang Yang merely exchanged a few polite words with him and said little else.
"Cousin, it's rare for you to come by. You have to stay in Tongzhou and have fun for a few more days," Liao Kai kept saying.
Zhang Yang smiled before he could respond.
"Forget it, Liao Kai. We have to head back after the concert. Stay a few more days? My cousin is very busy," Song Yumeng said from beside him.
"Huh?" Liao Kai immediately looked disappointed. "Right, right. Cousin is a man doing big things."
Though he had no idea what exactly Zhang Yang did, the man's every gesture carried a certain air, radiating wealth. His car was worth tens of millions, and there was the Patek Philippe on his wrist, whose exact price Liao Kai did not even know.
Everything about him was almost too dazzling to look at directly. Sitting beside him, Liao Kai could only smile awkwardly the entire time.
While they ate, they naturally ended up talking about that evening's concert.
Tonight's headliner was Ouyang Feifei, the rising pop idol diva who had exploded in popularity over the past few years, along with a whole host of celebrity friends there to support her.
Of course, in Zhang Yang's view, the main reason so many industry friends had come to show their support was because the capital backing Ouyang Feifei was powerful enough.
"You managed to get infield tickets. Do you have any way to get