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

Night, Ningzhou.

The top floor of the Hilton Hotel on Binjiang Road is brightly lit at this moment, like a crystal palace hanging in the city's night sky.

A top-tier charity gala, spearheaded by the Nangong Group, is being held here, bringing together celebrities from the business, political, and even arts circles of the entire Jiangnan Province.

Luxury cars lined up outside the hotel.

Rolls-Royce, Bentley, Maybach... these "god-level cars" that can usually only be seen at auto shows are now parked in the parking lot like cabbages.

One by one, business tycoons dressed in bespoke suits, with net worths starting at least in the nine figures, and socialites and ladies in evening gowns, adorned with jewels, strolled slowly down the red carpet, chatting and laughing.

The constant flashing of camera lights accentuated the extravagance and style of the dinner party.

Liu Ming was the most out of place in this "glittering" world.

He was wearing an ordinary suit that he had pulled out of the closet, one that looked like it had been there for years and even had a slightly worn-out smell, and on his feet were a pair of old leather shoes that were polished to a shine.

This entire outfit probably doesn't even cost as much as a single cufflink for some of the people present.

He was about to step through the gilded revolving door when he was politely stopped by two tall, burly doormen dressed in black suits and white gloves.

"Excuse me, sir." One of the doormen looked him up and down, his eyes scrutinizing him as if he were examining an old piece of furniture salvaged from a junkyard, full of professional yet undisguised contempt.

"This venue is booked out tonight and not open to the public. Please show your invitation."

Liu Ming was taken aback.

Invitation letter?

Nangong Yao only sent him the time and place, and didn't mention any invitation at all!

He took out his phone, intending to call Nangong Yao.

"Oh, who do we have here? Isn't this our newly arrived 'rising star' Deputy Secretary Liu from the Municipal Youth League Committee?"

A sarcastic voice came from behind him.

Liu Ming turned around and looked.

Ouyang Feng was seen embracing a scantily clad internet celebrity, looking at him with a mocking expression.

He clearly hadn't expected to encounter this "poor boy" he hated so much again here in this way.

"What? Secretary Liu can't even get through the door?" Ouyang Feng laughed exaggeratedly, attracting the attention of many people around him.

"At events of this caliber, not just any Tom, Dick, or Harry can sneak in. Without a gold-embossed invitation, you're not even worthy to shine their shoes!"

The internet celebrity in his arms also giggled, her voice sharp and shrill: "Hey, Feng-ge, don't say that. Maybe she's here... to apply for a waiter position? Look at her clothes, they actually look pretty convincing."

A suppressed jeer of laughter rose from the surrounding area.

In the eyes of these true "high society" people.

Liu Ming, a country bumpkin who climbed to the position of "deputy secretary" through some unknown stroke of luck, is from a completely different world from them.

He came here today to humiliate himself.

Upon hearing this, the two doormen's expressions of disdain deepened.

So she's the deputy secretary of the Youth League Committee?

Is he new here?

Isn't that just a commander without any troops?

They even dare to offend Young Master Ouyang?

I really don't know how to live or die!

"Sir, if you don't have an invitation, please leave. Don't disturb our other distinguished guests." The doorman's tone had also become less "polite."

As Liu Ming looked at the group of "celebrities" in front of her, who seemed to be watching a monkey show and were filled with a sense of superiority, her eyes gradually turned cold.

He wasn't angry.

He just found it somewhat ridiculous.

This group of so-called "upper-class people" are completely wrapped up in money and power.

Their pitiful sense of superiority is so fragile it's practically nonexistent.

Just as he was about to call Nangong Yao to come down and "clear the area".

The heavy door of the banquet hall, made of a single piece of crystal, suddenly opened slowly from the inside.

A melodious, heavenly piano sound flowed out from inside the door.

Followed by.

A stunningly beautiful figure appeared at the entrance, outshining all the other stars in the banquet hall.

—Nangong Yao!

Today she changed into a silver-white strapless evening gown, custom-made for her by a top international designer.

The gown was adorned with thousands of tiny diamonds, which, under the lights, made it seem as if the entire Milky Way was draped over it, making it so dazzling and eye-catching that it was hard to look directly at it.

Her long, jet-black hair was piled high, revealing her slender, fair neck and delicate, perfect collarbone.

Her face was adorned with exquisite and elegant makeup.

Red lips like fire, eyes like water.

She just stood there quietly.

She exuded a powerful aura, like a queen ruling the world!

That instant!

All the noise, discussion, and laughter in the banquet hall came to an abrupt halt.

Everyone's attention was completely drawn to her!

All that remained in everyone's eyes was endless amazement and... submission!

This is Nangong Yao!

The undisputed queen of the business world in Jiangnan Province!

Ouyang Feng was also stunned.

His eyes, once filled with lust and greed, now held only naked possessiveness.

He immediately dropped the internet celebrity in his arms, straightened his bow tie, put on what he thought was his most charming smile, and reached out to greet her with his wine glass in hand.

however……

Nangong Yao didn't even glance at him.

Her breathtakingly beautiful eyes looked down on all the so-called "young talents" and "business tycoons" who cast their burning gazes at her.

It landed directly on the young man in the cheap suit who was despised and ridiculed by everyone and was kept out of the door.

then.

Under the horrified gazes of everyone, as if they had seen a ghost.

This business tycoon is as high and mighty as a queen.

Surprisingly, she lifted her skirt, strode through the crowd with her long, straight legs, and walked straight towards the man she cherished!