Gao Yi was, after all, a wily old fox who had spent half his life navigating the business world. Though turmoil surged within him, his expression betrayed nothing.
He gave Yue Xiaofei a long look, a trace of wariness and scrutiny entering his eyes.
"Young man, you certainly have a vivid imagination."
Gao Yi sneered and immediately fired back, trying to regain control. "You think you can make up a seat number and claim this invitation is yours? You're far too naive!"
He pointed at the invitation and addressed the guests around him in a loud voice.
"Everyone, this invitation is a national treasure! It represents our nation's dignity! How could we let any random nobody come along and stake a fraudulent claim to it?"
"Let me make myself clear today. The Gao Family earned this invitation through our own strength! Anyone who disagrees is welcome to bring out the evidence!"
"As for you!"
Gao Yi abruptly pointed at Yue Xiaofei and demanded fiercely, "You claim this invitation is yours? Then tell us, who the hell are you? What qualifies you to possess an invitation worthy of being called a national treasure?!"
Gao Yi's words rang out with force and righteous conviction.
In an instant, he had claimed the moral high ground and successfully steered everyone's thoughts away from that mysterious "seat number" and back to the practical question of "status."
Exactly!
Who the hell was this brat?
So what if he had guessed the seat number correctly?
How could a penniless brat deserve an invitation of this caliber?
What a ridiculous pipe dream!
"That's right! Who the hell are you? What gives you the right?"
"Exactly! Take a good look at yourself before you open your mouth!"
"Mr. Gao, stop wasting your breath on him! Call security and throw