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Regarding what Wan Tao said, President Gao was also modest, saying it was all thanks to President Wan's kindness in providing meals.

"I'd like to think I lived up to expectations."

This kind of gathering actually did not belong to Zhou Yuwen, as his status was still too low. Being able to attend such a gathering was already an eye-opener for him. Of course, Zhou Yuwen, being reborn, didn't really need to broaden his experience, so while sitting there, he just needed to eat more and talk less, and nobody paid much attention to him.

However, the auntie sitting next to Zhou Yuwen was exceptionally enthusiastic, continuously serving him dishes and explaining that this restaurant's certain dish was famous.

"Seafood, hurry and eat the seafood. Their seafood here is specially flown in."

Older women do know how to show care, but it made Zhou Yuwen somewhat amused.

Over there, Wan Tao was going around toasting everyone, and others were reciprocating the toasts. In the process, they talked about business, vacations, cars, and villas.

They spoke of tens of millions as if it were nothing, discussing buying houses and saying that the prospects of appreciation in Lanting were great.

The developers of Lanting certainly had vision and offered great service.

"I really don't have any spare capital on hand. If I did, I'd definitely buy a place there."

Several people kept circling back to this topic in their conversation.

They also talked about stocks. Now in 2013, they discussed dining with Boss Ma and mentioned that Hengsheng Electronics' recent performance was very good.

Upon learning the identities of these dining and drinking companions, Tao Tian couldn't help but listen with respect, sitting up straight in an attentive manner. She genuinely wanted to learn something useful; who doesn't want to make money?

Ordinary people always think that whatever big shots say might as well be set in stone. They believe that any stock mentioned by them will rise, so Tao Tian was seriously listening.

And no matter how impressive a man is, when a pretty girl listens to him so intently, it's hard not to get a bit pompous, and they might start to brag.

Zhou Yuwen's manner was more subdued. Moutai is Moutai; it just tastes different when you drink it.

And the small green vegetable priced at 1288 also tastes crunchier when sold at that price than the ones outside.

After toasting everyone, Wan Tao finally noticed Zhou Yuwen with just a glance.

President Gao from the planning company conveyed the understanding: "Oh, Zhou Yuwen, Little Zhou."

Zhou Yuwen had previously met President Gao, so the introduction now wasn't awkward.

When Zhou Yuwen was mentioned, he stood up.

Wan Tao waved his hand indicating there was no need to stand, praising the young man's competence.

"The lad is capable, oh boy, I saw it with my own eyes; he was leading a bunch of foreigners around in circles!"

"That's for sure, his English is outstanding!"

A bald uncle gave a thumbs up and spoke, indicating they had all noticed Zhou Yuwen then, but since Wan Tao didn't speak up, neither did they.

"President Gao, Little Zhou is a rare talent," Wan Tao complimented, thinking Zhou Yuwen belonged to the planning company.

President Gao just smiled in response, echoing the sentiment.

Others also chimed in, agreeing about the talent.

Previously, the bald uncle had drunk quite a bit, and now from his face to his bald head, he was red as he spoke: "Young man, how much does Old Gao pay you?"

"Come and work for me!"

Zhou Yuwen laughed at this, indicating he wasn't an employee of the planning company.

"Not from Old Gao's company?"

Zhou Yuwen explained that he was currently a student and was here just to practice his skills.

"Oh boy, still a student!" the bald man exclaimed in surprise.

Wan Tao chuckled and said to President Gao from the planning company, "Little Zhou is talented. Make sure you don't let such a talent slip away."

"Certainly, certainly."

After drinking, President Gao was more relaxed, as people often are at the dinner table, and laughingly said, "I'll sign a contract with him when we get back, for targeted training!"

"Then I must snatch him up. His English is outstanding; how about coming to work as a translator for my company?" the bald man continued.

The people at the dinner table were at least a generation or two older than Zhou Yuwen. Faced with their words, Zhou Yuwen just smiled.

Latter on when they talked about the group of foreigners at the exhibition, Wan Tao nonchalantly mentioned that Tom, whom Zhou Yuwen had talked with, was the chief engineer of a foreign enterprise.

Wan Tao said it lightly, but it was like a bolt from the blue. Their companies had a partnership with that foreign enterprise, and the chief engineer had significant authority. They had not expected this young man to so easily make acquaintance with such an important figure, and they viewed Zhou Yuwen with newfound respect.

Wan Tao truly regarded Zhou Yuwen highly and asked if he had previously worked in this field.

Zhou Yuwen shook his head, saying he had not.

"See, those part-time students really listen to you, and this little girlfriend of yours..."

To the others, Tao Tian was considered Zhou Yuwen's little girlfriend. Wan Tao meant that Zhou Yuwen was quite professional, whether it was the security personnel he brought or the girls.

Zhou Yuwen then explained that it was actually an experiential learning opportunity organized by their student union, primarily aimed at applying what they learned to gain an early exposure to and adaptation to society.

President Gao suddenly remembered, "Right, he's also the president of the Xianlin University Town Student Union."

"That's impressive, so young and talented!" The sentiment was a compliment, although they likely had no idea what that organization was.

But Zhou Yuwen's demonstrated abilities were clear to see.

"Come on, Yuwen, pour me a glass," Wan Tao said casually.
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He then asked Zhou Yuwen to hold a glass of wine for him.

Zhou Yuwen didn't put on airs; he honestly served Wan Tao a glass. There was nothing he could do, considering their age difference.