Special forces soldier demobilization: Starting from the county government compound, a meteoric rise

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, time seemed to be paused by an invisible hand.

The once bustling entrance to the banquet hall was now so quiet that only the crisp sound of the woman's high heels clicking on the marble floor could be heard.

"Da, da, da."

Every step he took felt like stepping on the hearts of everyone.

Ouyang Feng's smile froze on his lips before it could fully bloom. His hand, holding the wine glass, hung awkwardly in mid-air, like a comical sculpture. He realized that the beautiful eyes of the young lady Nangong, whom he so desperately longed for, didn't reflect his image at all.

She didn't even pause for a second, but simply brushed past him without looking at him, leaving a trail of fragrance in her wake.

It's like passing by a mass of air that has no presence whatsoever.

Ouyang Feng was stunned.

The rich kids behind him, who were originally ready to watch the show, were also stunned.

Everyone's gaze followed Nangong Yao's figure, like a group of iron filings attracted by a magnet, unable to control their own movements, and filled with confusion.

Where is she going?

In that direction, besides the two clueless security guards, there was only that poor-looking "country bumpkin" who was being kept out of the door.

Is it...

An idea that is utterly absurd, yet is becoming a reality, is growing wildly in everyone's minds.

The two doormen who had been so arrogant at the entrance now felt their legs tremble as the business tycoon approached. The powerful aura emanating from her made it almost impossible for them to breathe. They instinctively wanted to bow and offer some explanation.

But Nangong Yao didn't give them a chance to speak at all.

She stopped just a step away from Liu Ming.

Her face, which had been cold and aloof, as unapproachable as an iceberg snow lotus, suddenly blossomed into a radiant smile that could eclipse the stars. There was no formality, no distance, only overflowing joy and intimacy.

"What are you standing there for?"

She gave a soft, gentle scolding, her voice completely devoid of her usual decisive and domineering manner.

Then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, she very naturally reached out and took Liu Ming's arm.

It's not just about holding on.

Her body tilted slightly, with most of her weight resting on the man—a posture of dependence that only appears when facing someone extremely close and trusted.

that moment.

The priceless haute couture gown and the dazzling diamond necklace seemed to serve as mere accessories to the young man in the cheap suit.

"This...how is this possible?"

From the crowd, someone let out a suppressed gasp.

This is practically a real-life version of "The Beggar and the Princess," but with the princess throwing herself at him!

Liu Ming looked at Nangong Yao clinging to her and sighed helplessly. She reached out and tucked a stray strand of hair behind Nangong Yao's ear, a gesture as practiced as if she had done it a thousand times.

"If you don't come soon, I'm really planning to tear this place down and move in."

"If you dare to tear it down, I dare to pay the bill." Nangong Yao winked playfully, then turned around to face the group of celebrities and dignitaries who were completely petrified.

In that instant, the tenderness on her face vanished without a trace, replaced by the dignity and arrogance of the person in charge of the Nangong Group.

She linked arms with Liu Ming, her gaze sharp as she slowly swept across the entire room.

Finally, her gaze lingered for a moment on the two trembling doormen and on Ouyang Feng, whose face was ashen, not far away.

"Everyone."

Her voice was clear and powerful, and thanks to the hall's excellent amplification, it reached everyone's ears clearly.

"Let me give you a proper introduction."

She tightened her grip on Liu Ming's arm slightly, as if asserting her dominance, or as if showing the world her most precious treasure.

"This is Mr. Liu Ming."

"He was my university classmate when I was studying in the UK, and he is my best friend in this life."

She paused, her smile widening, her tone carrying an undeniable seriousness.

"At the same time, he is also my, Nangong Yao's, and even the entire Nangong Group's... most important strategic partner."

"boom--!!!"

If the previous reaction was merely shock, now the entire banquet hall was in complete chaos, as if a depth charge had been dropped on it!

The most important partner?

The weight of these seven words is as heavy as Mount Tai!

What kind of size is the Nangong Group? It's a behemoth that can shake the entire economy of Jiangnan Province with a stomp of its foot! What level of big shot must someone be to be called the "most important partner" by Nangong Yao?

But this young man in front of me...

He had less than 500 yuan on him, drove a beat-up car that had probably been owned by several people, and didn't even have an admission ticket!

What gives him the right?

But no one dared to question Nangong Yao's words.

In Ningzhou's business circles, the name Nangong Yao is a golden brand, a guarantee of credibility!

In an instant, the wind direction changed completely.

Those who had been mocking Liu Ming just moments before were now pale-faced, sweating profusely, and wishing they could slap themselves. The two doormen, in particular, were so frightened that their legs gave way and they collapsed to the ground.

The poor, penniless kid they stopped wasn't the one they were supposed to stop.

This is clearly a golden Buddha draped in a burlap sack!

"Mr. Liu..."

Many quick-witted people had already started holding wine glasses, their faces full of fawning smiles, trying to get closer and become acquainted with each other.

This is the man that even Nangong Yao would throw herself at; to be able to say even a single word to him would be an incredible stroke of luck!

Despite the sudden shower of attention, Liu Ming remained calm and composed.

He was neither angry about the previous cold reception nor proud of the current adulation. He simply glanced at the people who had gathered around him, his eyes as calm as a bottomless lake.

This composure in the face of honor and disgrace only convinced those shrewd businessmen that this young man was no ordinary person!

"Let's go, I don't like it too noisy."

Liu Ming whispered to Nangong Yao.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Nangong Yao nodded obediently, took his arm, and amidst a crowd of envious and jealous gazes, she strode confidently into the depths of the banquet hall like a true queen.

……

In a corner of the hall.

In the shadows.

Ouyang Feng stared intently at the two departing figures, his eyes so red they seemed about to bleed.

He felt as if his face was being stomped on and ground hard, and then ground into the ground several times.

What a shame!

This is an utter disgrace!

He, the esteemed young master of the Ouyang family, actually lost to a nobody! And in such a prestigious setting where all the city's elite gathered, he lost so thoroughly and so miserably!

Just now, when Nangong Yao passed by him, her completely indifferent gaze was like a sharp knife, piercing his pitiful yet inflated pride.

"Liu Ming..."

"Nangong Yao..."

Ouyang Feng gritted his teeth as he muttered those two names, his features contorted and grotesque with extreme anger and jealousy.

"You two adulterers! Just you wait!"

"Snap!"

A crisp sound.

He actually crushed the expensive crystal goblet in his hand!

The bright red wine mixed with the blood flowing from the cut hand on the glass, dripping down between the fingers and spreading into shocking red flowers on the carpet.

That's the color of anger.

It is also... the color of hatred.