The song itself wasn't bad, and the lyrics sounded beautiful.

Considering that only a minority of the guests spoke Mandarin, the lyrics were thoughtfully projected onto the screen next to the stage.

Added to this, Su Yehao's singing was passable. After finishing "Heading for the Stars," thunderous applause erupted, and everyone put down their chopsticks to clap and cheer.

The previous popular singers usually made a living from this. It was no surprise that they sang well, but it was rare to see a super-rich person like Prince Hao performing on stage for his brother.

Many old classmates from Donghuang Rose Middle School came to Baoya Jun's wedding today.

Zhao Yimeng, Jiang Yu, and Nangong Tian were sitting at the same table. At this moment, she asked with a strange expression, "He just said he wrote the song himself, and it's even in plain language. Something's definitely up, right?"

The little girl didn't say anything, lest she sound sarcastic and seem to be targeting her as soon as she opened her mouth.

Jiang Yu didn't think so much. While eating garoupa, she said:

"Yimeng, you're wrong this time. Ah Hao really came up with the lyrics and music himself. He just found a few people from our company to help with the arrangement. To be honest, even I was surprised. This guy is very narcissistic and says that even if he doesn't do business, he can still make a good living by selling songs based on his talent."

Zhao, who wanted to say something else, suddenly recalled when she was in school, Su Yehao had casually written love poems for her, such as "Like the wind blowing eight thousand miles, flowing clouds and the moon have loved you...".

Thinking about it this way, Zhao Yimeng felt that Su Yehao might indeed have talent, after all, he had written songs back then.

He Shaofan at the same table was cheering, shouting, "One more song! Everyone shout with me, one more song! One more song! One more song!"

With him taking the lead, the other guests followed suit.

Although the food was delicious, watching Su Yehao sing was more interesting. This scene was enough to be used as after-dinner conversation, bragging about it three or five times outside.

Already standing on the stage, Su Yehao gave face and asked someone to play the music for "Saying Goodbye," inviting Yonglin to the stage again to sing this classic Cantonese song together.

The status of Hong Kong stars was not as exaggerated as that of mainland stars, not to mention that Su Yehao was now the richest man in Hong Kong and controlled ATV.

In addition to Sweet Fish Entertainment, which had become very popular this year, in terms of investment and influence, it was almost comparable to TVB's film and television production department. Of course, the several Heavenly Kings invited by Su Yehao gave him face.

Stars seemed glamorous, but in terms of status and strength, they were indeed far behind super-rich people like Su Yehao.

After singing, Su Yehao finally had time to return to Nangong Tian and Jiang Yu's side to eat and fill his stomach.

Looking around, they were all familiar faces he had seen in high school.

Not to mention Zhao, Vera Andrade, who painted oil paintings, also came today to show her support. As she grew older, this girl became more and more beautiful.

It had to be said that when white girls were young, their looks and figures were at their peak. Even Su Yehao couldn't help but take a few more glances.

If it weren't for the fact that he was closely guarded by the little girl and Jiang Yu on both sides, Su Yehao would have said a few words. After all, he had met Miss Vera a few times before, and the two could barely be considered half friends.

There were two "love rivals" at one table.

Nangong Tian took the opportunity to flatter him, showing her presence, helping Su Yehao to pick up vegetables while telling him, "Brother Hao, you're really amazing. These past few days, you've been discussing the first song with the company's arrangement teachers? Their Cantonese level is so-so, so they might not be able to appreciate the charm of it, but I really love the lyrics you wrote."

"..."

Hearing the little girl's tone, Su Yehao knew she was up to something.

As for why she spoke in this tone, the reason was obvious. The four little flowers of Donghuang Rose Middle School in the early years were now reunited at a table to eat, and he had flirted with all of them. This was no longer a secret.

Sitting upright, Su Yehao didn't look sideways and only smiled:

"It's just routine operation, normal performance. After listening to so many songs, I naturally have some thoughts and feelings. Please don't laugh at me. Remember to give me some suggestions after tasting the dishes in my hotel. I've always been very demanding when it comes to ingredients. For example, this plate of braised pork looks ordinary, but it's made with Tibetan fragrant pork from the southwest plateau of the mainland. And the hairy crabs are already quite plump this season."

Sitting at this table, the invisible pressure was even greater than singing on stage.

Su Yehao changed the topic to food mainly to ease the slightly tense atmosphere. He took a large female crab first and began to savor the slightly sweet crab leg meat.

Baoya Jun's family was in Casino, 1997, and they could be considered to have some face. Of course, the wedding banquet was of a good standard. Such a table of food was priced at 6,888 yuan, which was not cheap even with a discount.

Moreover, his family had too many relatives and friends, who came to eat with their families. The entire banquet hall was almost full, with as many as forty tables, creating a very lively atmosphere.

Miss Vera Andrade usually didn't like to socialize with people, as if she lived in her own small world and enjoyed it.

She suddenly opened her mouth at this moment and said to Su Yehao:

"The last time you went to my art exhibition, you bought the most expensive oil paintings in the exhibition hall. I haven't had a chance to thank you. Otherwise... when you're free, I'll treat you to a meal. I'm going to hold an art exhibition in Munich, Germany, on the twelfth of next month. It's okay before or after that."

Inviting Su Yehao out to dinner in front of Nangong Tian and Jiang Yu, even Zhao Yimeng, Zhugan, He Shaofan and others felt quite surprised when they heard Vera's words.

Nangong Tian was indeed stunned for a moment, but she also knew Vera's character, which was so pure and clean that she was like a nun or a sister. There was no need to go around in circles to speculate.

Moreover, if she really had feelings for Su Yehao, she wouldn't have said it so casually. Therefore, she just pretended that nothing had happened.

As for Jiang Yu, she was friends with Vera, so she wouldn't overthink it.

On the other hand, Su Yehao made eye contact with Miss Vera, with a guilty conscience, and politely declined:

"There's no need to eat. It's more important to prepare for your art exhibition. As for buying your works at the beginning, it was just out of liking them and thinking they were suitable to be hung at home as decorations. If they can appreciate in value in the future, then I'll make a lot of money, hahaha..."

Miss Vera, who didn't know how to read people's faces and play along, listened seriously and replied:

"I will continue to work hard and try not to let you down. However, in order for the works to appreciate in value, in addition to improving strength, luck is also very important. I only like to create, and the matter of selling works is left to my agent. She told me that my works lack characteristics."

Su Yehao didn't think so. After she finished speaking, he shook his head and said:

"Since it's artistic creation, whether it's beautiful and makes people feel comfortable is the most important thing. I really like your works, and in my opinion, there's no need to change anything specifically."

He Shaofan interjected with a smile: "Hey? With Brother Hao's golden words, Vera, you don't have to worry about your works in the future. The next time you come to Hong Kong to hold an exhibition, I will definitely come to support you."

At this moment, Baoya Jun, the groom, came to toast with his family.

Nangong Tian gave a red envelope to the bride.

Probably out of courtesy, Baoya Jun's wife suddenly said, "Thank you, I haven't given my bouquet to anyone yet. I'll save you a good spot later."

Hearing this, Su Yehao instantly felt a headache.

He gave Baoya Jun a look, and this guy immediately understood, helping to interject and smooth things over, covering up this topic.