How can I justify myself as a Magnate if I don't indulge myself?

Chapter 202 - 117 - The Aura of High Society Just Isn’t Right for Me_2

this kind of gathering might not be considered high-end, but it’s definitely not low-end either.

with over twenty people attending, there are several with a net worth of at least ten million, not to mention the likes of lu yuan, who’s worth over a billion.

if this were in the past, gu heng might have been thrilled to attend such a banquet...

but now, for some reason...

it wasn’t just a lack of excitement; he even felt he couldn’t blend into the atmosphere...

just as gu heng was prepared to listen more and talk less, lu yuan, who had finished organizing the afternoon’s activities, also had some free time and sat down next to gu heng, slinging an arm over his shoulder and asking with a smile, "gu heng, what do you do?"

"me? does ’flexible employment’ count?"

upon hearing lu yuan’s question, gu heng finally understood where that uneasy feeling of not fitting in came from...

everyone here, even those who were opportunistic, were elites known in their respective industries, whereas he?

he was a high school graduate whose most respectable job he’d ever had was a scriptwriter for 4,500 yuan a month; other jobs like screwing parts in an electronics factory and being a delivery guy... those were jobs that anyone with hands could do...

even tong jingcheng could join in the conversation about which stocks had risen...

as for himself, he could only listen as if he were hearing tales of the supernatural, as they discussed which industries were down and which had prospects...

when it came to wealth...

gu heng felt he could be ranked at the forefront among these twenty-plus people.

but when it came to vision, he couldn’t compare with anyone here.

lu yuan, hearing gu heng’s response and thinking he didn’t want to delve deeper, didn’t press further and continued with a laugh, "i’ve got a race coming up in april, are you interested in joining in?"

that was tailor-made for him, wasn’t it?

...

the conversation didn’t last long.

the waiter led everyone to a huge banquet hall.

more than twenty people sat around a round table large enough for thirty, yet it still appeared somewhat spacious...

the table was laden with expensive food, and having eaten quite a bit of high-end cuisine recently, gu heng could guess that this meal would cost tens of thousands at the very least...

lu yuan, who was seated at the head of the table, stood up with a glass of wine in hand, assuming the air of the host, and announced loudly, "i apologize for the short notice of my trip to shanghai. out of the hundred and more members in our car club group, only a few friends from shanghai and nearby could attend. please forgive the inadequate reception.

i’ll arrange a bigger gathering when i have more time, perhaps on a holiday, and call out all the brothers and sisters from the group for a proper meetup! let’s drink this glass, then head to dinner.

no more words needed, they’re all in the drink."

with that, he downed the liquor in one gulp.

listening to lu yuan’s words, gu heng nodded in agreement in his mind.

this is more like it...

tong jingcheng had introduced lu yuan as a tycoon listed on the hurun rich list, so for such a rich car enthusiast to hold a gathering with only a handful of wealthy people seemed a bit unconvincing.

it turned out that only a few from shanghai had attended...

"brother lu, your words are a bit disappointing. logically, it should’ve been us treating you here in the jiangsu-zhejiang-shanghai area, but you’re the one spending money instead.

i already felt bad enough about it, and now with what you’ve said, it’s like you’re smacking my face with slaps.

i won’t say much else, but i’ve arranged for this afternoon at the fairyland spa club! whether it’s the guys or the girls, i’m covering all the costs inside!"