After Zhao Sifang finished his speech, the founding ceremony came to a successful close.
Next came the buffet luncheon and dancing.
Melodious dance music filled the hall.
Zhao Sifang and Gu Yunxuan began ballroom dancing, looking very sweet together.
Several lavishly dressed young women surrounded Gu Yunpeng, seemingly hoping to ask him to dance.
But Gu Yunpeng's eyes were full of indifference. He had no interest in women whatsoever.
If he hadn't been the vice president of the Zhao Merchants' Association, he probably would have left outright.
From a dim corner, Qin Siyang glared venomously at Gu Yunpeng.
"Hmph, what's so great about being handsome?"
Then he viciously bit into the apple in his hand, only to spit it out.
"Fuck, that's sour!"
"It certainly is."
Beside him, Li Tianming swirled his wineglass and spoke leisurely.
Qin Siyang glanced at Li Tianming and grunted irritably.
"You can talk freely with me. They can't hear our conversation."
"Huh? You can block conversations too?"
"What do you mean, too? Look around. Whose conversation can you hear?"
Qin Siyang listened closely. Sure enough, all he could hear was the ballroom music echoing in his ears.
"They..."
"Once you reach a certain level, everyone carries a device that blocks conversations. That's common knowledge."
As he spoke, he took out a brand-new silver band.
"Old Lu asked me to give you this. He overheard your conversation with Zhao Longfei and realized you didn't have a device to block conversations."
Qin Siyang took the ring. "Thank Professor Lu for me!"
"There's a short red line on the ring. Turn it to activate the conversation-blocking function. When the red line faces the back of your hand, conversations are blocked. Only people within a meter of you can hear you speak or clearly see your lips moving."
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