Ling Yi was a new elite in the business world of A City, having built a substantial company from scratch, and even the older generation had to admit that he was a formidable young man.
However, it was only this year that he barely qualified to receive an invitation from the Xia Family.
Today was the tenth birthday banquet of the Fourth Master of the Xia Family's little princess.
Ling Yi had never met this Fourth Master of the Xia Family, but he had heard of his reputation more than once.
No matter who mentioned this name, they always added a word of caution: this was a man who must not be provoked.
Ling Yi was very curious about him. He had come from nothing to where he was now, so naturally, his emotional intelligence was high, and he was not a fool who thought he was invincible just because he had achieved some success.
A person revered by everyone was not someone he, at least not the present him, could afford to provoke.
