Chapter 358
"Who are you? I know all the talented students at our college . . . "
"Oh, no! I forgot about the female monster . People say she is Superwoman . She can finish a whole blueprint in two weeks! Sewers included! Everything drawn by hand!"
"Her name is . . . Cong . . . "
"Cong Nianwei . " Cong Nianwei pointed to her own face with a cold grin . Rongzhi was stupefied . "It's me . The ugly woman . . . "
Cong Nianwei never bore grudges . She always took revenge right away .
Rongzhi let Qin Guan go instantly, as if his hands had been burned . Then he rubbed his sweaty palms against his pants .
"My idol . . . Could you please lend me Professor Fred's design of the TYU mansion? I just want to have a look . One look!"
The situation had taken a sudden turn . "You know him?" Qin Guan whispered to Cong Nianwei .
"Yes, he's a silly design addict . He's a kind boy though . . . "
Aesthetic appreciation seems to be a common disease among designers . Maybe she just loves me for my looks .
Qin Guan caressed his face happily . I’m still a hero .
This was the first time John got to know his Chinese friends well . After some explanations, they soon became friends .
The girls went into the bathroom to put on their dresses, while the boys had to put on their suits amid that dusty heap .
"John, do you have a spare shirt? I'd like to attend the party tonight . . . " Rongzhi asked, staring at Qin Guan like he was appreciating an oil painting .
"No problem . Look in the closet . There's a dozen of new shirts . " John wanted to help the boy, who usually did not attend social events .
Unlike strict business parties, the outfits for the college ball were pretty casual . Instead of wearing a traditional bow tie, Qin Guan chose a blue tie and a silver tie clip, which were perfect for lively young people .
Then he knocked on the door of the bathroom . "Are you ready? I can’t wait to see your lovely face, darling . . . "
John made a face at his flattering words, but Rongzhi looked infatuated .
The door opened, and Cong Nianwei stepped out leisurely . She was wearing a royal blue dress, and her long hair was pinned high on her head with a matching silver hairpin .
Qin Guan extended his arm, and she locked her fair, soft hand through his .
"Shall we go?"
"Yes, let’s go!"
Students in formal attire headed to the auditorium from all directions . The hall was lit up by crystal chandeliers, making it look like it was still daytime . The mirror-like floor looked smooth and spotless .
The party was for the freshmen, who were the guests of honor that night . One by one, the distinguished guests entered the hall . John introduced them to his friends like a busy tycoon .
"The short Asian with the glasses is the vice chairman of the Chinese Business Strategy Alliance . "
"The kind old man with the silver hair is the executive director of the National City Bank of New York . "
"Wow! The Morgan Stanley family! The brown-haired guy over there is the head of the Wall Street Investment Bank . "
Both the speaker and the listeners looked keen during the introductions .
Suddenly, there was a roar of cars outside . The motorcade sounded extraordinary .
Those black sheep had refitted the best luxury cars! The crowd was shocked by the ostentation and extravagance . There were Mercedeses, Bentleys, Rolls-Royces . . . Qin Guan was itchy to touch them .
Maybe I could buy a Volkswagen . It's economical and practical . . . Suddenly, he was struck by lightning .
Wearing proper suits with shining gem buttons, three Chinese young men walked over from the parking lot . They were Lan Jin, Guan Jian and He Ming . . . It was like a scene from a TV drama .
Cong Nianwei, who also looked as if she had been hit by lightning, exchanged a look with Qin Guan . The two of them said in one voice, "There are colleges here from all over New York . . . "
They were right . The party was open, so students from other New York colleges had also been invited . NYU was the top university, so its students had naturally received an invitation . How had Lan Jin, a student of a community college, gotten an invitation though?
When the boys reached the entrance, they took off their white gloves in a showy manner . Lan Jin spotted Qin Guan right away .
Asian faces were rare in the hall . Besides, Qin Guan was always like a shining object in a crowd .
"Qin Guan! I’m here!"
Long time, no see . Lan Jin had changed the color of his hair from red to yellow, but he was still the same lively boy .
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