me banquet for Tang Wu today.Entering Jin Mao Club’s Shanghai Restaurant on the 86th floor, they were ushered into an exclusive room with a panoramic view of the city's nightscapes. As one of the most...Chapter 104: The Party

On the eve of Su Can's first class-wide collective activity, the fourth-grade group communicated with the hotel side. According to their arrangement, the hotel ballroom could be used for setting up decorations after nine o'clock in the evening. Everyone braved the chilly air as they left the dormitory building and headed towards the venue, each carrying wax paper, balloons, colored lights, Christmas trees, posters, tempera pens, cans of spray paint, etc.

Outside the hotel entrance, one could see a grand setup; there was a minivan parked at the door with several BMW-like cars lined up beside it. Many hands were busy unloading items from the van and moving them into the hotel. Some people were giving instructions, while a female student who seemed to hold an important position in this club was hurriedly making phone calls.

Whether by manpower or scale, their setup was much larger than Su Can's group's. The crowd roughly knew that this must be the ESSEC organization from Fudan University holding its party here.

Su Can's fourth-grade ballroom for the evening banquet is on the second floor of the hotel. This ballroom isn't very large, but it was already spacious enough for a class activity and even had an intimate feel to it. It wasn't easy to book this venue; with Christmas and New Year's approaching, many companies and meetings were choosing this place to hold their events. Su Can relied on Lin Luoran to secure the last ballroom.

It was said that the ESSEC organization and NanDa B Club's joint evening party would be held in the topmost floor of Holiday Hotel International President Club. This is a cocktail-style venue, the highest-grade banquet hall in the hotel with complete facilities including bars and an outdoor area to overlook the entire school at night.

This made Su Can feel that these two clubs indeed had a certain aloofness, which was not only outstanding but also an alternative form of humility.

However, Su Can now focused on decorating the venue. After everyone's hard work until nearly eleven o'clock at night, Su Can walked along the street back to the dormitory and called Tang Wu for a chat during their walk.

"I can go help," she said, "and I can skip my evening classes."

Su Can exhaled, and the cold air turned into white mist under the light from the trees in the campus. It was very cold, his hands were numb, and there weren't many people around; only the teaching buildings and dormitory blocks were brightly lit. Tang Wu's voice sounded pleasant as it entered Su Can’s ear.

Su Can said, "It's our class Christmas party. You're guests here. The preparation is for us to handle. Just enjoy the banquet when the time comes."

"You saying this makes everyone very excited," Tang Wu smiled and replied.

Now, Tan Mingtong and Ruan Sigu from Tang Wu's dormitory were both invited to join the fourth-grade Christmas party, which made them quite excited. As for Cheng Congcong, she clearly intended to go downtown with her friends to celebrate and wouldn't participate in Su Can’s class party. In the class party, everyone could bring one companion along, a design that was very popular among students, making Su Can win more support from his classmates.

Su Cen turned on his computer in the dormitory and logged into Zhuohe Community, where he received a message from Mark. Mark was aware of Su Cen's class meeting at Nan Da University; meanwhile, at Exeter Academy in Granite State, USA, Mark had been busy despite the Christmas holiday. Everyone there was used to exchanging electronic greeting cards via Facebook.

This year, however, Mark wasn't as relaxed. Besides improving user feedback on his website by utilizing his expertise in JavaScript, he hired several programmers from Harvard with Su Cen's funding to handle daily operations. This endeavor gave him immense motivation, but it didn’t deter his dream of getting into Harvard.

Su Cen knew that according to the timeline of history, Mark’s creation of Facebook was during his two years at Harvard. Now, he had sped up this process and forced himself into it without destroying Mark's aspiration to get admitted to Harvard.

Of course, Su Cen knew this wasn't a difficult task. Once Facebook grew, Harvard would be more than willing to accept Mark, who was destined to create one of the largest fortunes in modern history.

In reality, Su Cen held nearly half of the shares, while future generations' Mark Zuckerberg only owned a quarter and became the world's youngest billionaire. What value could this shareholding hold for the future

It would be an even more glorious era.

On December 24th, Christmas Eve, at six forty-five PM.

The Ece Club from Shanghai International Studies University had already gathered. Those with cars went to Nan Da University ahead of time, while others waited for transportation. The club arranged a bus from the university to transport its members directly to Nan Da Hotel.

Many people saw the bus carrying the Ece Club members and following cars at the school gate. Due to limited parking space in the hotel area, some parked their vehicles within the campus of Nan Da University and walked into the hotel.

If it weren't for the school logo on the bus, many outsiders might mistake them for a tourist group.

When people stepped out of the bus were young men and women in elegant attire. One couldn’t help but marvel at the numerous beautiful girls from Shanghai International Studies University. The female college students had slender figures, wore fashionable clothes due to the cold weather some were wearing coats, tights, and black stockings, their legs standing out attractively, making others envious.

Su Cen and his class committee saw Ling Muran by the hotel entrance.

She was alone, talking with the Ece Club organizers and "6 Compare" club members as they prepared to enter the venue. She looked striking in her red lipstick and high heels, elegant and tall.

The male class committee members found it almost impossible to look away from her.

The guy next to Su Can, holding the sign for the party, tsked and said to Su Can, "Old Class Monitor, this woman is quite sexy. Look at her butt. Her skin looks so white."

"I called you earlier, why did it take you so long" Lin Luoran smiled as she approached him.

"Our class also has a party here. I need to organize everyone," Su Can replied, then he wanted to look at that guy next to him, but the guy carried the sign and ran into the hotel in embarrassment.

Lin Luoran was somewhat taken aback; she then said to the two members of the ESC club, "You guys go inside first. I need to talk with a friend."

It seemed that Lin Luoran had good relations with these people. Lingran was flourishing in Shanghai and expanding her network. She had friends in the ESC club at Shanghai International Studies University (SISU), so joining was not accidental. Some passersby from SISU glanced at Su Can, seemingly trying to figure out what kind of relationship Lingran referred to when she mentioned "friend." Was it a simple friendship or one built on networking

Su Can immediately noticed the caution in the eyes of some friendly-looking guys as they walked past him. He found this amusing; it seemed that Miss Lin was quite popular at her university.

"Never mind, where's Tang Wu"

"Our party starts at nine o'clock. I brought my classmates here early; the rest will arrive later," Lin Luoran nodded and looked at her watch, "Alright then, I'll go up first. See you soon."

Su Can nodded, and they entered the elevator. There was a woman inside who surprised Su Can—it was Liu Xiaojing, whom he had hired as a small model to win over himself in the past. Both of them were clearly taken aback for just one or two seconds before Liu Xiaojing pursed her lips and turned her head away.

Su Can thought that she didn't want to greet him.

It was understandable. From her appearance, it seemed Liu Xiaojing had also come here for a party; girls like her were important embellishments at such events. In fact, Liu Xiaojing dressed very well—wearing a black dress with lace edges that highlighted her model-like elegance and good looks. Any man bringing her to this kind of party would look good doing so. But given the awkwardness between them in the past, it was natural for her to pretend not to know him now as a form of self-protection.

Su Can understood her reasons. In the crowded elevator, he pretended not to recognize her and pressed the button for the second floor.

When they got off on the second floor, Su Can bid farewell to Lin Luoran temporarily. The door closed, and Lin Luoran glanced sideways at Liu Xiaojing beside her. Both women politely smiled at each other. During the brief moment when Su Can entered the elevator and exchanged glances with Liu Xiaojing, others might not have noticed, but that didn't mean sharp-witted Lin Luoran hadn't.

After closing the door, the elevator rapidly ascended to the top floor, where Lin Luoran continued to wonder if Su Can knew Liu Xiaojing, a princess-like figure in the ESC club whom she herself wasn’t very familiar with. How did they know each other

At nine o'clock, the Christmas party of Class 4 was about to begin. Su Cen saw Tang Wu standing gracefully at the hotel entrance. She wore black high heels that Mu Wei had bought her especially for banquets when they first met; these heels were slender and accentuated her curvaceous figure.

Tang Wu knew how perverted Su Cen was, so she bit her lip as she looked into the mirror to put on this attire. She wanted to make sure that it would have a strong impact on him.

The elegant dress, long and smooth legs, tender waistline, crystal earrings complemented by an oval face — all of these made Tang Wu look like a goddess; even the most exquisite women in Nan Da's club wouldn't be able to find any flaws. She looked as radiant as she had during her performance at the freshmen orientation ceremony.

Compared to Tang Wu, Ruan Siao and Tong Tong, although they were also well-dressed, still fell short of her gracefulness.

Tang Wu tugged on Su Cen's hand, which was staring at her in a daze. "Has the party started"

"For them it has, but for me, it only begins when you arrive," Su Cen replied while holding Tang Wu’s slender hand with shameless happiness.

The two cadres next to Su Cen nodded politely and didn't intend to approach him immediately. They were deeply impressed that this classmate of theirs had such refined taste in romantic words; it was no wonder he could win over a goddess like Tang Wu.

Tang Wu's face flushed as her eyes reflected the Christmas lights, appearing gentle and radiant. However, inside she was far from calm — this was Su Cen’s class party, and all these people were his classmates. Every action of hers would leave an impression on so many people, becoming part of others' perception of Su Cen.

Despite Tang Wu's aloofness and pride, which allowed her to stay composed even in crowded auditoriums, she still couldn't help but think about whether her outfit was perfect enough or if the earrings complemented her look. She feared that she wasn’t good enough, feeling nervous as if standing on a stage for the first time under scrutiny.

Before Tang Wu could dwell too much on this anxiety and self-reflection, Su Cen pulled her into the venue.

Many people knew about Tang Wu's relationship with Su Cen. Even those who hadn't met her had heard of his girlfriend. However, when they walked in hand-in-hand to a hall filled with nearly 70 or 80 students, everyone was momentarily stunned. Then the unusual silence spread from near to far.

Tang Wu’s heart skipped a beat under these examining gazes.

Soon after, the venue erupted into whistles and catcalls that relieved some tension. Tang Wu's cheeks turned red as she scratched Su Cen's palm with her fingernails in annoyance at his boldness.

Su Cen just chuckled foolishly. admired about Lin Jiangdong; he was efficient and decisive without being either servile or arrogant, making their interactions comfortable and effortless."Old Lin, in your view, what is investment"Li...