With the arrival of Feng Qianyuan and his entourage, everyone took their seats one by one.
Beautiful female staff guided them to seats assigned by rank. The higher their status, the closer they sat to the front.
Since his phone had run out of battery and he could not contact Feng Mei, Jun Wangchen could only sit in the back row.
Xu Yirou could have sat in one of the first three rows, but instead chose to stay beside Jun Wangchen.
No one knew better than she did who the real star of that afternoon was.
Thanks to Feng Zhua, Meng Tejiao and Qiu Ya had managed to secure seats in the middle rows.
Feng Wenli and his companions sat in the second row.
"You've really got some clout, Young Master Feng." Lin Dong glanced around behind him and gave him a thumbs-up.
Many of those present held very high positions, some even higher than his father's, yet they could only sit in the second row.
By comparison, he and Tian Ye were simply benefiting from their association with Feng Wenli.
"What are you talking about? Young Master Feng is the best of the Feng Collateral Branch's younger generation. Of course he has clout!" Tian Ye sounded as though he was scolding Lin Dong, but he was actually flattering Feng Wenli.
"Young Master Feng, once the event is over, let Lin Dong deal with that Jun Wangchen kid. His family has all sorts of connections. We can have him dragged straight to the Police Station and tortured during interrogation. Let's see how arrogant he is then."
Lin Dong nodded in agreement. "Exactly. Leave this to me."
"No need. I'll handle it." Feng Wenli glanced back at Jun Wangchen in the rear row and said in a low voice, "Zi Hanyan