His voice was loud, so not only did the rich people behind him notice him, but all the freshmen at Columbia fixed their eyes on him.
There was an Asian tycoon on campus. Qin Guan felt ashamed. He covered his face with his hands.
Ignoring the stares, Lan Jin squeezed his way to Qin Guan. "You are so ungrateful! Why didn't you contact me when you came to the US?"
"You didn't call me. Besides, your contact information is new. Did you send me an email?"
Before Qin Guan could ask any questions, He Ming and Lan Jin had joined them.
"What's going on?" Qin Guan pointed at everyone and then at himself.
"It's a ceremony for freshmen at a top university in Manhattan. People like us have to come and join in the fun. I invited Lan Jin to come. His school has an exchange meeting with New York University, so he's staying at my house."
"But you, kid, ever since you came to New York City, it's like you've disappeared. Today, we're here for you. Why aren't we welcomed?"
"Of course not! Couldn't you have come to me in a low-key way? This is great, the school newspaper might be full of news about me tomorrow. "
"You? Low-Key? It's good enough that you don't dazzle people's eyes. It seems like you're keeping a low profile at the university. "
At the side, He Ming propped up his gold-rimmed glasses and clicked his tongue in wonder. However, his gaze swept over all the guest students present, making sure that he had an idea of what was going on.
"Why did you make such a big fuss?" Pointing at the parking lot outside the auditorium, Qin Guan snorted through his nostrils. "It's all Lanjin's fault. Let him talk!"
Lan Jin touched his nose awkwardly. It was his fault.
"I'm not familiar with the United States, so my dad bought an apartment in Long Island. But when I came here, I realized that it takes 20 minutes to drive downtown. So, of course, I have to buy a car that I like."
All the shops there were heavy Rolls-Royces. I had no choice but to modify them myself. Who knew that as soon as we arrived at the school, all the China students would come looking for us. "
"They're all people who like to play with cars, and the cars here are so cheap. After a while, they formed a fleet of luxury cars. Later, I told He Ming on the phone, and he came up with a membership policy and changed it into a proper club."
The corners of Qin Guan's mouth twitched. "Then why are you here? That car of yours costs hundreds of thousands of yuan. I can't afford to modify it … "
He Ming laughed again. "Those useless second generations use money as a stepping stone. Our club communicates with each other once a week. It's not a small force. Who knows, maybe one day we'll have the opportunity to do something together …"
"That's why I've come to find you. Count you in. Do you want to join?"
This could be considered as China's own Brotherhood. Join, of course join. Only a fool wouldn't join!
"Sure, count me in!" Qin Guan's quick answer made the others happy. John, on the other hand, was scratching his ears and cheeks. He was itching to join them.
While they were introducing themselves, the host of the party opened the curtains. Soft music rang out, and the dancers slid onto the dance floor.
On the sidelines, there was a group of people who liked peace and quiet. Most of them were here to bond and find friends.
Qin Guan's group was the focus of the crowd. They saw Qin Guan's group of four walk unhurriedly to Shang Yao, whom John had specially pointed out to them.
"Uncle He, long time no see …"
"Hey, Xiao Ming, I saw you as soon as you came in. I was wondering when you would stop hiding …"
With He Ming's introduction, the group of adults began to talk about something that was neither too salty nor too light.
"Hello, Mr. Fred. Do you remember the party at the Chelsea Hotel? I'm Kuhn … "
The golden-haired Kuhn stood beside them. The few people he greeted had different perfunctory smiles on their faces.
Holding the champagne glass, Qin Guan had mixed feelings. It turns out that reality is so cruel. I don't know if a genius can adapt to such a big gap.
"Qin Guan, here you are. I've been looking for you for a long time. Why didn't you wait for me?" Qin Guan didn't need to turn around to know who the voice was. It was Xu Xiaoxiao.
Before Qin Guan could answer, he saw Kuhn's blue eyes shining with madness.
"Sigh, who are these people? Chinese? Tell me if they want to cause you trouble! " Before his voice faded away, a familiar arm reached out to him. Due to the difference in height, Xu looked like a monkey trying to reach a peach. It was a little funny.
"Qin Guan, when did you meet such an interesting guy? Introduce him to us!" Lan Jin burst into laughter, drawing everyone's attention to Xu.
The crowd took advantage of the situation to get rid of the little awkwardness caused by Kuhn's appearance. They made use of the commotion here to blatantly ignore Kuhn's existence.
In the winery, there was the clamor of extravagance, the promise of being surrounded by stars, the intoxication of toasting, and the enchanting of gorgeous beauties. The scenes of being by Kuhn's side in the past were so precious when they were gone.
Kuhn retreated to the sidelines without saying a word. Young and vigorous, he slammed the goblet in his hand on the wine saucer, leaving only the spilled wine, showing his status as a loser.
No one paid attention to Qin Guan. The change in the music piqued the interest of the playful students.
John held Selina's little hand and looked at the provocative Zeta and Wendy opposite him with a dark expression. It was as if they were the only two teams that were qualified to compete for the prince and princess of the ball tonight.
The students, who knew the inside story, were watching a good show. They hugged their girlfriends and danced slowly. Uncle He and He Ming and the other Chinese nouveau riches shook their heads and expressed their regrets.
"Look at these Chinese people. They are not worse than foreign students in any aspect. They are good at learning, making money, and even enjoying life. But when it comes to public activities and sports, the Chinese kids in this university are really weak."
Hearing the words of the leader of the New York Chinese businessmen, the Chinese guys from the luxury car club were very unhappy. However, they knew that Uncle He was telling the truth.
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