Inheritance of Two Trillion

Chapter 737: Chapter 737 Unwillingness in Heart Jiang Zuowei_1 Bai Xiaosheng walked alongside Wei Feng, followed by Chen Xiaoya, Lin Ke, and Zhou Ping. Trailing behind them, in a grand and imposing procession, were over two hundred young guests from the ”Yellow” hall. Such grandeur was akin to that of a monarch on an outing—it was indeed an impressive spectacle.

Passing a corner, Jiang Zuowei broke away from the crowd and slipped to one side.

Seeing this, Shen Yiyi hurriedly stepped forward and joined Jiang Zuowei.

They stopped, and as people behind them passed by, they would glance at them at most and then quietly leave.

Jiang Zuowei gazed at the back of Bai Xiaosheng in the far front, his heart burning with rage, his teeth clenched with hatred.

In previous years, it had always been him ”leading the team,” commanding two hundred of his peers, feeling utterly exhilarated.

But this year, today, not only was he out of the picture, but everyone else seemed to ignore him too.

He couldn’t accept such a downfall!

”Damn you, Bai Xiaosheng, you disaster, you jinx!” Jiang Zuowei became furious just at the mention of the name.

”Mr. Wei, what are we going to do now, just let him show off like this!” Shen Yi looked toward Bai Xiaosheng’s silhouette with considerable resentment. With Jiang Zuowei’s loss of limelight, his own misfortune followed.

The enthusiastic young ladies who used to surround them in past years didn’t spare him a second glance today.

”Mr. Wei, it’s all because of him, our prestige is gone... we can’t swallow this insult!” Shen Yi egged Jiang Zuowei on, fearing that he might choose to suffer in silence after seeing the relationship between Bai Xiaosheng and Wei Feng.

”You think you met me just today? Hmph, we’ve only ever been the ones to prank others. I won’t suffer such a loss in silence. The person surnamed Bai has a good relationship with Manager Wei Feng, we can’t confront them directly—we need to find someone who isn’t afraid of Wei Feng!”

Jiang Zuowei’s mouth curled up in a cold smile, as he turned and walked away.

Shen Yi’s face lit up with joy, and he quickly followed.

Wei Feng accompanied Bai Xiaosheng all the way to the courtyard where the band was set to perform.

The courtyard was spacious and tidy. In its middle section, vines filled both sides, their interwoven branches thick and lush. The vines climbed up the supports to sprawl across the overhead trellis, extending toward the center of the courtyard, perfectly shading the middle area.

The sunlight was mellow and soft, dribbling through the gaps in the foliage, never too glaring or strong.

The band set itself up directly below.

”The five rooms right in front of the entrance have been reserved for the elders, and you are free to choose from the four remaining ones on either side,” Wei Feng said with a smile. ”I won’t accompany you over there as I need to go welcome Master Song Kai.”

”Sure.” Bai Xiaosheng nodded at him with a smile, ”Go ahead with your tasks, Brother Wei.”

Wei Feng nodded and gave a slight nod to the others before departing.

”Let’s go.”

At Bai Xiaosheng’s command, he strode towards the courtyard.

His words served as an order, prompting not only Chen Xiaoya and the other two to follow, but also stirring the massive crowd behind them into action.

As Bai Xiaosheng and his group headed straight for the center of the courtyard, some people from behind followed for a while before realizing something was amiss.

Those further back dispersed to the left and right, entering the hallways where rows of seats awaited—these were the actual seats for the people from the ”Yellow” hall.

Bai Xiaosheng and his group were different; they were headed for the rooms directly in front of the entrance—VIP private rooms!

Therefore, crossing the courtyard was a natural course for them, but not a privilege extended to the others.

The few who had inadvertently followed the wrong path quickly corrected themselves and moved aside to the hallways.

In the courtyard, in front of the band, there were three rows of chairs set up, fifteen in each row, totaling forty-five. Next to these seats, there was a sign with a large character written on it—”Xuan” (Mysterious)!

These were the real seats for the ”Xuan” hall. Though they couldn’t compare to the private rooms of the bigshots, they were much better than those in the left and right hallways.

At that moment, not a single person occupied the ”Xuan” seats yet.