But it just made sense; after all, attending a charity gala these days, one was either a popular celebrity or some local tycoon. Anyone associated with a charity gala had a substantial fortune, which justified the extravagance of the decor, as if anything less would be an affront to the dignitaries' status.
As for the buffet and giveaways, only Song Yun seemed to care about it, while the elites couldn't care less. They only cared about how much good publicity the gala could bring them, how much it could benefit them.
Song Yun didn't care about those ethereal reputations. Good people were definitely good people; bad ones, even dressed in good people's skin, would eventually be exposed. What he cared about was the free buffet with its lobster sashimi; oh, how luxurious these people were.