Lin Fan seemed like a shining superstar; the moment he appeared, he became the focus of the entire audience, all eyes on him. It wasn't just because he looked crazily handsome in that suit but also because of his status as the richest man in Yun City. People flocked to him, eager to flatter and cozy up.
This scene was something Wu Yihan could only dream of when he tried to pay for prestige; this was true face.
The prominent figures present all vied to praise him—who else could compare!
Unlike Wu Yihan, who had to spend money for face, Lin Fan was unaffected by the admiration from the crowd. This contradicted his low-key nature; had it not been for Song Rongmao's sake, he would have just worn something from a street stall tonight. No one would recognize him, and he wouldn't care to engage with people.
"Mr. Lin, hello, I'm the boss of Rongtong Company..."
"Mr. Lin, do you remember me? We met at the last business association meeting..."
