Free Web NovelChapter 347: Chapter 347: A Stunning Entrance
Jiang Cheng and the group got off the shabby bus, wearing ankle-length "pervert" trench coats.
They were called pervert trench coats because every movie pervert liked to wear such long coats, always giving the impression they might be flung open at any moment.
Jiang Cheng turned around to the people behind him, gestured invitingly and said, "Everyone, please."
"Please!"
They all spoke up together, standing left and right in an orderly fashion, as if they had undergone strategic planning, and walked toward the entrance hall.
Before the entrance hall were two waiters, growing wary of Jiang Cheng’s group.
Such long coats, could they be hiding weapons?
Having weapons in Country M was not unusual.
The waiters, already nervous, called security over the intercom.
By the time security arrived, Jiang Cheng and the others had already taken off their coats and were piling them onto the waiters’ arms.
"Thank you."
Jiang Cheng politely expressed gratitude. The security and the waiter exchanged glances: Was that it? Unless their clothes were made of explosives.
The waiter felt wronged too, who would have thought someone would wear trench coats to a dinner party?
But after this group went in, they might stir up the place, right?
A black-and-white banquet, and they wore such eye-catching red?
Really can’t tell if they are bold or just ignorant.
Jiang Cheng and his group walked straight through the courtyard, to the entrance of the banquet hall.
The glaring red immediately drew everyone’s attention, and the H group, ready to watch the spectacle, walked over with a slightly mocking look, holding their wine glasses.
"My God! What are you wearing?"
"Don’t you understand black-and-white banquet? Can’t tell if you’re doing it on purpose or you really don’t get it."
"Not understanding is normal too, after all, Hua Xia doesn’t have black-and-white banquets."
...
The sarcasm arrived right on cue.
Sometimes Jiang Cheng thought, this bunch of people was quite interesting.
Knowing fully well they couldn’t outtalk her, yet they kept coming at her.
"Of course, we understand black-and-white banquets. You should know the concept of Yin and Yang comes from our Hua Xia, as do the renowned Black and White Impermanence."
"Do you know about Black and White Impermanence? How about I tell you about it..."
As soon as the people present heard Jiang Cheng was about to explain, they recalled the wailing ghosts last night, and the Diamond Sutra explanation in seven languages.
"Jiang Cheng, don’t change the topic. Did you wear such outfits to steal the spotlight at someone else’s event?"
"Exactly, didn’t you say Hua Xia is a land of etiquette, is this your form of etiquette?"
A group of people seized the mistake of wearing the wrong clothes to an event, making much ado about it.
Jiang Cheng and her companions listened patiently without any unpleasant expressions.
"Now I realize your skin must be quite thick."
The abusive language from the H group rose, but Jiang Cheng’s group brushed it off, their eyes shooting sharp glances at the speaker.
The speaker stuck his neck out, feigning calmness, and stubbornly retorted, "Am I wrong!"
"Your attire completely ruined the meticulously prepared banquet, which is extremely disrespectful to the host."
Accusations piled on thick and fast.
Finally, Jiang Cheng spoke up.
"Have you finished reciting your rehearsed lines from exhausting your brain?"
"I mainly wanted to give everyone time to finish, or else you might not have a chance later."
As soon as Jiang Cheng finished speaking, the opposing group huffed.
"Really giving yourself an out."
Jiang Cheng glanced at them and said, "Only those with short legs need steps to descend, sorry, Hua Xia people have long legs."
Sneering, Jiang Cheng stopped wasting words and placed a finger on her left shoulder.
Today, Jiang Cheng wore a red floor-length evening gown with a large bow on her left shoulder.
But such an exaggerated bow was not at all ugly; rather, it accentuated her icy charm.
"I never knew a banquet could be ruined by the color of clothing, but our Hua Xia loves peace; don’t you want black and white?"
"Here you go!"
With a "Here you go," Jiang Cheng pulled the giant bow on her left shoulder.
The red bow fell like a red waterfall, smooth and graceful, gently wrapping Jiang Cheng’s shoulders, cloaking her in a holier-than-thou cloak.
Everything unfolded like a slow-motion scene from a movie. Originally dressed in red, Jiang Cheng now stood in a white gown that brushed the floor, her brows lifted, as if asking: What else can you say? What more is there to say?
"Oh my God!"
"So beautiful!"
"How did she do that!"
"So stunning!"
None of the female guests present could hold back their cheers for the sight before them.
The design was simply breathtaking.
The cascading white skirt covered the red beneath, inviting curiosity.
Jiang Cheng stood tall, stepping aside, gesturing to her companions behind with her right hand.
"Attending your party naturally means respecting your rules; this is basic etiquette of our Hua Xia."
With Jiang Cheng’s words, the girls among her companions imitated her, removing the bows from their attire.
White silk cascaded down; some wore playful short dresses, others gentle qipaos.
Likewise, the accompanying men removed their red suits with a flourish, wearing them inside out.
The black modified suits with Hua Xia’s dark embroidery were worn.
The guests once again erupted in applause, filled with surprise and admiration.
At that moment, all previous difficulties turned into a joke.
In a corner of the party, Rose watched Jiang Cheng and her companions’ performance, set down her glass, and left with a smile.
Spar with Jiang Cheng?
This bunch is too green.
People like her plan many steps ahead.
Jiang Cheng had already arranged for these meticulously crafted clothes to be specially flown in from abroad to Country M.
She had long anticipated the difficulties they’d face in terms of attire, transportation, and so on, and thus prepared accordingly.
Rose exited the party quietly, unnoticed by anyone.
Jiang Cheng and her group shattered many challenges with their stunning display, seamlessly blending into the party.
Especially some ladies, who were surrounded by other ladies eager to inquire about the designs and materials of their attire.
Jiang Cheng conveniently mentioned Rose’s company.
"The materials were imported from Hua Xia by Rose, all made of top-grade materials."
"Such materials have a limited annual production in Hua Xia, so...."
There’s no need to say "first come, first served"; the other party understood.
Hua Xia’s silk fabric and dark embroidery were already popular, and with Jiang Cheng’s advertising, their future sales were bound to climb another level.
Jiang Cheng eloquently turned the situation around while also selling a few items, causing the parties who tried to trouble them to feel exasperated.
"I refuse to believe that she can always turn the situation around!"
"Don’t worry, up next is the auction."
