Yang Fan followed Ouyang Mingyue, heading to that side, with many people following them, curious as to what the young miss intended to do and whether they could find an opportunity to exchange a few words.
On the lawn over there, there were also several pavilions and arranged chairs. Ouyang Mingyue took a glass of champagne from a servant and handed it to Yang Fan.
"In the circle of the elite families, networking is very important. Let me introduce you to a few people," Ouyang Mingyue finished her words as seven or eight men, wearing smiles, approached from the other side.
"Miss Ouyang, there are quite a few people here. Any new friends?" one of the eight men said with a gentlemanly expression as he came over to greet.
"Of course, there is. This is Yang Fan, a person with a legendary fate, somewhat like an ugly duckling turning into a swan, or a male version of the Cinderella story."
Not knowing the inside story, these few people just casually made some remarks.
