Many reporters raised their cameras to their chests, ignoring the rule that the organizers had reminded reporters not to take photos inside the venue before they were allowed to enter. For a while, the sound of shutter clicks continued.
Feng Zhongliang raised his hands, half covering his face, and ignored Feng Nan's call. Xiao Liu beside him looked around and called out to the security guards:
“You can’t take photos!”
The senior executives who accompanied him in nodded repeatedly and responded in a low voice:
"Later at the end of the party, the cameras of the media reporters will be checked."
Feng Zhongliang nodded slightly. Shao Cunjin wanted to reach out to help him, but he turned his body aside.
"Where is the location?"
"Please come this way."
Although Feng Zhongliang did not accept his kindness in front of a group of celebrities, it was a great honor to be able to talk to a person like Feng Zhongliang. Shao Cunjin naturally would not take his attitude to heart, and he did not even feel angry or embarrassed about Feng Zhongliang's weird temper.
Especially after seeing that Feng Zhongliang ignored Feng Nan's greeting, Shao Cunjin felt much better about his reputation and guessed that Feng Zhongliang was just so cold by nature.
He made an inviting gesture and pointed to the VIP seats in front.
The seat was originally intended to be reserved for the top executives of Times Style, but Feng Zhongliang was unexpectedly coming to the banquet, and regardless of his status, he was well-deserved to sit in this position.
After receiving the news, "Times Style" temporarily adjusted its position. At this time, Shao Cunjin bent down calmly, glanced at Feng Nan who had greeted him earlier, and hesitated:
"Mr. Feng, do you think we should swap the positions of Ms. Feng and Mr. Zhao?"
He originally planned to arrange Feng Nan and Zhao Junhan to sit together with Feng Zhongliang. After all, these people are considered a family. If they sit next to Feng Zhongliang, there will be no need to worry about Feng Nan not having news topics tomorrow.
Shao Cunjin said this with the intention of trying to please Feng Zhongliang, but after he finished speaking, Feng Zhongliang shook his head with an indifferent expression:
“No need.”
He had a cold expression and his gray hair was combed back. Although he was old, he was still energetic, with his back very straight. He looked serious and somewhat difficult to approach.
Even Shao Cunjin, who is good at dealing with people, encountered obstacles everywhere with Feng Zhongliang.
"All right."
Shao Cunjin laughed twice. After Feng Nan in the distance called out Feng Zhongliang and attracted everyone's attention, many people looked in her direction. She felt a little secretly happy and proud in her heart, but soon this pride turned into shame and anger as Feng Zhongliang ignored her cold attitude.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Feng Zhongliang seemed to have no intention of giving her any face at all.
There were so many journalists on the scene, she called out to Feng Zhongliang, but Feng Zhongliang pretended not to hear her!
She cursed in her heart: Old immortal thing!
Everyone around was staring at her, and the media reporters seemed to be trying to figure out the relationship between the grandfather and grandson. When Feng Nan saw Feng Zhongliang earlier, she instinctively called out in excitement. Now Feng Zhongliang's attitude calmed her down, and she couldn't help but feel a little regretful.
Feng Zhongliang ignored her so much that the media reporters will definitely write nonsense about her tomorrow.
In the eyes of outsiders, Feng Nan has always relied on her reputation as the daughter of Zhongnan Industrial and the granddaughter of Feng Zhongliang. She even relied on Feng Zhongliang's reputation to persuade Dong Mingsheng of China Investment Corporation to invest in her movie.
If everyone knew that she and Feng Zhongliang were not on good terms, it would definitely affect her career development in the future.
Feng Nan cursed in his heart, but the moment Zhao Junhan saw Feng Zhongliang, he stood up with a smile.
He noticed Feng Nan's gloomy expression. In such an occasion, she couldn't even control the embarrassment on her face.
The reporters were still filming. Zhao Junhan had a smile on his face. He held Feng Nan in his arms in a friendly manner, combed her hair, and whispered in her ear, threateningly:
"You'd better smile in front of so many people. You don't want people to see that you are estranged from your grandfather, right?"
Feng Nan resisted the urge to push him away, snorted coldly, and forced a smile:
"You've seen how cold this old man is to me. He didn't appreciate my smile."
Zhao Junhan took a deep breath and resisted the urge to push her to the ground:
"Whether you appreciate it or not, you don't want reporters to write nonsense, right?"
These words touched Feng Nan's soft spot. When Zhao Junhan suggested going to say hello to Feng Zhongliang, although she was reluctant, she still walked over with Zhao Junhan's arm in arm.
But when she walked there, even after just a few steps, her heart was beating fast.
Zhao Junhan didn't know, but she knew. When she moved out of the Feng family that day, she had a conflict with Feng Zhongliang and pushed Feng Zhongliang. Afterwards, the servants in the house called her and said that Feng Zhongliang had fallen and injured himself.
At that time, Feng Nan was very dissatisfied with Feng Zhongliang's behavior of meddling in her affairs but refusing to give her any benefits. She ignored the servants when they called her and seldom returned to the Feng family mansion afterwards. She didn't know if Feng Zhongliang was still holding a grudge against her now.
If a scene breaks out in public, I'll be so embarrassed!
Thinking of this, Feng Nan began to back down again. She stopped and before she could say anything, Zhao Junhan pulled her and walked towards Feng Zhongliang again.
The two men linked arms and walked in front of Feng Zhongliang. Zhao Junhan called out respectfully:
"Grandpa Feng, why didn't you let me know earlier that you were coming? If I had known you were coming, Nan Nan and I would have greeted you at the door."
He smiled while holding Feng Nan's hand. When he said this, he turned his head and looked at Feng Nan lovingly: "Isn't it?"
"Grandpa..." When he asked the question, he squeezed Feng Nan's hand. Feng Nan seemed to react and called Feng Zhongliang softly. However, Feng Zhongliang did not even look at her. He just put one hand on Xiao Liu's arm, leaned on his crutches, and asked Shao Cunjin:
“When does the auction start?”
When Feng Nan heard this, he blushed again.
She could almost feel that Feng Zhongliang's attitude of ignoring her made the editor-in-chief of "Times Style" look surprised. She gritted her teeth and raised her voice again and shouted:
"Grandpa, let me help you to your seat."
She leaned towards Feng Zhongliang, who turned his head away. Xiao Liu looked around the venue and suddenly seemed to see something. Her eyes lit up and she approached Feng Zhongliang and whispered:
"Master, Miss Jiang is also at the venue."
After hearing what he said, Feng Zhongliang turned his head. Xiao Liu stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of Jiang Se.
In fact, he is not young anymore, and his eyes are not as sharp as when he was young. Jiang Se is some distance away from Feng Zhongliang, but when he follows Xiao Liu's instructions and looks in the direction Jiang Se is coming from, his expression still eases a lot. (To be continued)