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Chapter 90: Red Carpet

The appearances of the idol sect as well as the performance skills of the strength sect were all treasures in this circle. If they were not carefully protected, they would be easily destroyed.

At the villa, Fu Li spread out both arms and allowed Zhuang Qing to straighten his clothes. Compared to the attire he had worn to the birthday banquet of the sect leader of the Qingxiao Sect, this attire was even more solemn and refined. All the accessories matched perfectly.

Even the men's brooch at his chest was made of pure diamond. In the human world, it was called a diamond brooch.

His hair was put in order by the hairdresser in the painting of the court lady. A layer of makeup was also applied onto his face. His entire person was tossed about like he was a bonsai. He looked down at Zhuang Qing, who was helping him to tie his necktie. "Zhuang little dragon, it's not like I'm some important figure, is there a need to be so strict?"

"Do you know what your position is to the outside world?" Zhuang Qing pressed down on the corners of the bowtie with a serious expression.

Fu Li, who still didn't quite understand the complicated affairs of the human world, saw the solemn look on Zhuang Qing's face and grew somewhat anxious. "What?"

"The chairman's special assistant," Zhuang Qing took a step back and nodded with satisfaction. "Just barely presentable. You won't lose face in front of the camera."

"Who is the chairman?" Fu Li was at a loss. "Why do we have to walk the red carpet?"

"I'm the chairman, of course," Zhuang Qing lowered his head and straightened his cuff links, not looking at Fu Li. "Our company is extremely famous in the human world. The evening party today is very important, how can we miss the opportunity to walk the red carpet for publicity?"

Fu Li suddenly saw the light. "So that's the case." He fished out his Qiankun pouch from his ears. The instant the pouch landed in his hands, it immediately expanded in size. He took out two milky white medicinal pills. "This is a Huanyan Pill. Eating it will make someone better-looking, do you want one?"

Upon seeing the Huanyan Pill offered to him, Zhuang Qing nearly pulled off his cuff links. He was silent for two seconds before letting Fu Li keep the pills. "We're fine like this, using the Huanyan Pill will be an unfair advantage."

"Oh," Upon turning, Fu Li saw the court lady yao staring at the Huanyan Pills in his hands with shining eyes. He conveniently handed the pills to the court lady yao. "Do you like it? For you."

"Thank you, Fu Li daren," Unable to contain her joy, the court lady yao kept the Huanyan Pills as if they were treasures.

No woman could resist the temptation of beauty, and it was no different for female yao.

Chu Yu, who was seated on a couch, had a baffled expression on his face. It should be said that he was already very baffled when he learnt that the boss would be bringing Fu Li to the charity event and would even be walking the red carpet. When he saw the boss personally straightening Fu Li's clothes and noticed that the two people were even wearing two exceedingly similar suits, his entire person became petrified.

He had constantly felt that there was something off. He had been by the boss' side for so many years and had never known the boss to have a habit of dressing someone up. Fu ge did indeed look very much like a noble family's young master after dressing up, but...

Which company chairman would bring their special assistant along when walking the red carpet? This wasn't in line with the usual practices in the human world. Also, what was that about the evening party being very important, and that it was necessary for them to dress in their best attire to walk the red carpet and take the opportunity to promote the company? All of that was utter nonsense.

If it was really that important, why hadn't the boss attended it even once all these years?

Chu Yu watched the boss stoop over to help Fu Li put on a watch and felt that he might have discovered a shocking secret.

When they left the villa, Fu Li looked at the long limousine in front of them and said in surprise, "The capital's roads are very congested, it won't be convenient to drive such a long car, right?"

Chu Yu wanted to say that people usually wouldn't go forward and gather around it when they saw such a long car.

But Zhuang Qing nodded in a very serious manner. "It is indeed not very convenient. That's why we need to leave in advance." He turned to look at Chu Yu. "Drive slower later."

Chu Yu put a smile on his face. "Yes."

The inside of the car was very spacious. It was outfitted with everything that could be needed, and lying down wasn't a problem either. Fu Li, however, was a little unaccustomed to it, because the car didn't have Zhuang Qing's favorite bright and shiny things. There weren't even any glass beads, let alone diamond gems.

As if understanding Fu Li's thoughts, Zhuang Qing said, "I usually don't use this car much."

Fu Li nodded in understanding. "It is indeed a bit simple on the inside."

Chu Yu, who was playing the role of driver, suddenly felt upon hearing these words that the boss and Fu ge might have a common language when it came to aesthetics.

Glamorous clothing could be seen at the scene of the charity party. Occasionally, luxurious cars would come to a stop at the entrance of the hotel. Under the lens of countless cameras, the car door would open, and someone illustrious or famous would walk out.

Despite the fact that it was already extremely chilly on an October night in the capital, dedicated female artists still put on pretty evening dresses and wore their most fitting smile. They would walk past the cameras and then leave their names at the signing board.

The netizens watching the broadcast would remark on the artist's appearance. There were few evaluations of successful businessmen, since they weren't good-looking enough to attract them. The most they would do was lament about how this person was rich, that person was also rich, who had a good relationship with their companion, who and who was just a couple in name, and how they were in private.

The artists' fans were busy fighting amongst themselves. Any artist with a bad appearance stood the chance of being mocked by a small proportion of people.

Netizen A: The entry segment is about to end, why have we still not seen Chang Long's representative? Or is Chang Long not participating this year?

Netizen B: Not likely. Chang Long is our local ethical enterprise. There are really no flaws to be picked out when it comes to doing charity. The amount of money they've spent on charity these years might give everyone a shock.

Netizen C: Everyone in the country knows that Chang Long does well in the charity aspect. Maybe the other party considers this charity event to be beneath them and aren't willing to come?

Netizen D: The black sunspot above, rest your mouth. I advise you not to say anything reckless. Don't use the blackening methods in the entertainment industry on Chang Long. Don't regret it if you end up harming your idol.

Chang Long was an extremely large company and they could be considered one of the pillars of the local economy. It was reported that they had been a huge company in the country more than one hundred years ago. It was just that the people in power were extremely lowkey, which was why they were not conspicuous in the eyes of ordinary civilians.

But if they were to really discuss this, almost no businessman present at the event today could compare to the person with power over Chang Long.

When the long, branded limousine stopped outside the venue, the reporters at the scene snapped continuous photos of the car. The car door swung open and an exceedingly handsome man in a suit alighted. Following this, the sound of the cameras flashing intensified.

After the handsome man alighted, an elegant young man with a noble's aura got down from the car. The diamond brooch on his suit glinted under the flashes of light, giving off a radiance that dazzled the eyes.

The netizens behind their computer screens hated that they couldn't glue their eyeballs to the screen. Idol? Celebrity? In the face of the pinnacle of good-looking men, all of that was sh*t.

Men who were handsome from all angles, without any dead angles – that was only fair.