Return of the King, Dominating the City
Chapter 46 - 46 45 Helping You Seek Revenge

46: Chapter 45: Helping You Seek Revenge 46: Chapter 45: Helping You Seek Revenge But it just made sense; after all, attending a charity gala these days, one was either a popular celebrity or some local tycoon.

Anyone associated with a charity gala had a substantial fortune, which justified the extravagance of the decor, as if anything less would be an affront to the dignitaries’ status.

As for the buffet and giveaways, only Song Yun seemed to care about it, while the elites couldn’t care less.

They only cared about how much good publicity the gala could bring them, how much it could benefit them.

Song Yun didn’t care about those ethereal reputations.

Good people were definitely good people; bad ones, even dressed in good people’s skin, would eventually be exposed.

What he cared about was the free buffet with its lobster sashimi; oh, how luxurious these people were.

Thus, after entering with Li Shishi, Song Yun found an opportunity to slip into the buffet area.

Seeing everyone holding champagne glasses and chatting, Song Yun felt it was all profoundly hypocritical.

They faced such delicious food yet put on airs; poor people indeed.

Song Yun wasn’t concerned about that.

He had been working all day, eliminating harm for the people and expanding his influence, which was quite exhausting.

He was starving, so he filled his plate to the brim.

And as for the gala’s famous lobster sashimi, Song Yun took it all.

The people around were all dignitaries, who had never seen someone so shabbily dressed at a gala before.

“Is this man a beggar?

Look at the way he eats; it’s disgusting.”

“Security, security, how can you let such people in?”

“It’s shameful to have such a person at a charity gala, no different from a beggar.”

Song Yun, hearing their words, acted as if he heard nothing.

Damn it, he was just starving.

If he weren’t, he would argue with them one by one, these food wasters.

They didn’t eat anything yet prepared so much, and it would all be thrown out after the party.

“Song Yun?” Li Shishi, hearing the surrounding criticisms, came over and burst into laughter when she saw him—this guy indeed came to freeload.

His table was full of buffet items, and he kept asking waiters for more drinks.

However, knowing him from their last encounter at the hotpot restaurant, she figured he must be wealthy.

Nobody gives away a Tang Yin painting on first meeting unless they’re rich.

“Miss Li, this man is really unreasonable.

I am sorry; I will have him removed right away.” The gala organizer was furious upon seeing Song Yun and almost cursed because of his frustration, had Li Shishi not been there.

However, the next scene stunned him.

He saw Li Shishi walk over to the buffet area, grab a plate of fruits and vegetables, and place it in front of that scoundrel, then sat opposite him.

“Eating only meat and seafood will upset your stomach; have some vegetables and fruits to cut the grease,” Li Shishi said, pushing the plate towards Song Yun.

“My stomach is fine, I can handle it,” said Song Yun, holding a piece of beef, avoiding the vegetable salad pushed by Li Shishi, “Ah, looking at all these expensive items, my mouth signals my brain that it’s lonely.

That must be what they call the ‘poverty syndrome’—seeing expensive food and not being able to resist.”

“This simple vegetable salad would cost hundreds if sold separately,” Li Shishi remarked, following Song Yun’s humor.

“Do you think I’m stupid… just this little and it costs hundreds?

I could go to the market, get some vegetables, and make it myself.

It’s just cutting up veggies and mixing in some cream,” Song Yun responded disdainfully.

“People nowadays are so wasteful, clearly cannot finish it yet still make so much.”

“You talk too much,” Li Shishi stuffed the salad into Song Yun’s mouth without waiting for a reply, covering his mouth with a napkin to prevent him from spitting it out, causing him to make muffled noises.

These two’s antics, along with Song Yun’s exaggerated expression as if he were about to die, drew a crowd.

However, after a glance, people dispersed and whispered among their little cliques.

Regardless, Li Shishi was the CEO of Hongtu Group, the biggest shareholder, backed by Li Family, the lifeline of Sunan City.

Every aspect of her was so dazzling that they dared not approach without cause, fearful of provoking her and potentially ruining their business.

But while they thought so, they envied Song Yun immensely.

Not everyone had the fortune of a queen-like figure forcefully feeding them salad.

Damn it, these men became more incensed the more they thought about it, felt more inferior the more they compared themselves to Song Yun, so they felt uneasy.

Meanwhile, the women kept sizing up Song Yun.

Though he wasn’t as handsome as those celebrities, he had a pleasing appearance.

Aside from his slightly beggarly dining habits, there wasn’t much to dislike.

But he looked somewhat unfamiliar; perhaps he was a wealthy outsider?

Everyone had their thoughts, but Song Yun was blissfully oblivious and continued to feast.

“Ugh, the lower class will always be the lower class, even in high society they can’t learn to be genteel,” said a jarring voice.

Before Song Yun could reply, Li Shishi had swiftly stood up, and upon seeing who it was, said sharply, “Oh, isn’t that Mei Feng from Mei Family, talking like he just walked out of a toilet.”

“You…” Mei Feng was choked by Li Shishi’s words and could only glare furiously at Song Yun.

“A coward, always hiding behind a woman.”

“And what do you think makes a man?” Song Yun paused his eating, looking amused at Mei Feng with a faint smile.

“Let’s have a drink off.

Whoever loses must stay away from Shishi.

She doesn’t need cowards around her,” Mei Feng said fiercely, his proposal based on his own strengths considering that in the business world, not being able to drink was a major disadvantage, potentially ruining deals.

“Mei Feng!

Who’s by my side is none of your business!

You don’t have the right!”

“Is this asshole into you?” Song Yun whispered to Li Shishi.

“His Mei Family is only slightly smaller than ours, and this Mei Feng keeps saying he likes me, which annoys me to death.

If not for Mei Family’s sake, I would have broken his legs long ago,” Li Shishi pouted unhappily.

“Hehe, then let me help you get your revenge.”