Jiang Cheng nodded in understanding.
Reviewing each other's information beforehand would indeed significantly increase efficiency.
Otherwise, going back and forth introducing personal data would be a waste of time.
With this kind of arrangement, it was no wonder even Hollywood actresses were willing to participate.
After all, putting all the information directly on the table for you to see was equivalent to providing a clear path for networking.
This was much better than struggling and crawling your way through to find connections yourself.
Wang Congcong yawned, stood up, and said, "I'm going to eat first. I'm starving."
Jiang Cheng nodded. "Alright, then I'll head to the villa suite I booked to rest. After all, you know how it is tonight; it's not very convenient for us to be together."
Wang Congcong instantly understood Jiang Cheng's meaning.
"It really isn't convenient, especially since that prick Qin Fen loves the living room the most."
Hearing Wang Congcong say this, Jiang Cheng said with some surprise, "How do you know that so clearly? I have reason to suspect you two often engage in group activities?"
"Go away, I'm a decent person and have no interest in that. It's just that he often tells me which hotel has the best angles at night without being discovered; that prick has really researched it."
"Damn, you're all beasts. Next time, please have him send it to me. I'm not interested in anything else; I'm just interested in those different landscapes."
Wang Congcong gave Jiang Cheng a sidelong glance.
"Do you think I believe you? You're the best at acting! By the way, remember to dress up sharp tonight. The British care most about etiquette, so remember to wear formal attire, or you won't get in."
"OK! No problem."
He had prepared his formal wear long ago, having ordered a custom high-end suit from the same Italian company where he bought Wang Yuyan's high heels last time.
A single suit cost nearly five hundred thousand; Jiang Cheng had ordered ten sets directly.
After all, as he interacted with more people in the future, the occasions for wearing formal attire would likely increase.
After Jiang Cheng returned to the suite, he fell asleep immediately.
After all, only after getting enough sleep would he have the energy to stay up late tonight.
However, he didn't expect to be jolted awake by a phone call from Qin Fen before he had even slept for three hours.
The voice on the other end urged him to get ready quickly, saying they would meet for dinner at the downstairs restaurant before heading out.
Jiang Cheng didn't dawdle. After changing into the suit his Private Butler had ironed for him, Jiang Cheng looked at himself in the mirror with great satisfaction.
His appearance score of 93 was indeed heaven-defying.
With this face, wearing formal attire was simply a winning hand.
Though he looked good, his slightly long, messy hair combined with the exclusive custom suit still seemed a bit informal.
Although Jiang Cheng didn't know how to style hair...
...he didn't panic at all and directly called for his Private Butler.
Upon hearing Jiang Cheng's request, the Private Butler immediately stated there was no problem.
He quickly found a stylist from within the hotel.
The stylist skillfully combed a hairstyle for Jiang Cheng that suited him perfectly.
Part of the fringe was left on his forehead, while the rest was naturally combed back.
Jiang Cheng looked at the hairstyle; it was formal yet had a sense of fashion.
However, this hairstyle looked a bit familiar—wasn't this the hairstyle that Wu Moufan most commonly wore?
But Jiang Cheng's face was even more handsome than his, possessing a masculine kind of handsomeness rather than a 'pretty boy' look.
Once everything was settled, Jiang Cheng walked out of the suite with composed steps.
All along the way from the suite to the downstairs restaurant, Jiang Cheng drew many gazes from female fans outside.
When he reached the restaurant, Jiang Cheng found several people discussing their respective hairstyles.
They were each pointing at their own hair with smug expressions.
Especially Qi Yuan, who even stood up to show off the rose-pink suit he was wearing.
Seeing that color from afar made Jiang Cheng shake his head.
What kind of aesthetic was this?
It was only because they knew Qi Yuan's sexual orientation was straight; any ordinary person seeing this color wouldn't be able to help but suspect he was hinting at something.
Especially to foreigners, pink represented being gay in their culture.
After walking closer, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but speak up: "Qi Yuan, isn't this color a bit too flamboyant?"
The group had been discussing heatedly, but they all turned their heads when Jiang Cheng arrived.
Upon seeing him, their gazes inevitably turned sour with envy.
After all, Jiang Cheng's appearance was already high.
Wearing a suit made him look even more like a polished gentleman, completely overshadowing the brilliance of the others.
Especially Chen Hao and Wang Congcong—both of their physiques were on the slightly chubby side, and their looks were average.
Instead of adding a touch of handsomeness, wearing suits directly exposed their physical flaws.
The other three were alright; they had lean builds and were considered somewhat handsome.
Although Qin Fen didn't have a height advantage, because he often played basketball, his lean physique still looked handsome in a suit.
Wang Zheng had dyed his hair white, with slightly wavy hair naturally falling in a 7/3 split; his looks were average and his build was fine, but his height was also a weak point.
As for Qi Yuan, a tall guy of 1.8 meters, instead of grooming his decent face properly, he chose a high-profile flamboyant route with rose-red, which was definitely an aesthetic failure.
Jiang Cheng really couldn't understand it.
Without answering Jiang Cheng's question, Qi Yuan said sourly, "Brother Cheng, this outfit of yours is too handsome. Originally, I dressed like this because I wanted to be the most eye-catching guy in the room. This color of mine among your dull black and white tones would definitely shine through the whole venue; it's a 'lady-killer' color, so who wouldn't be attracted to me? I thought this battle robe would surely crush everyone, but I didn't expect you..."
Chen Hao picked up where Qi Yuan left off: "I take back what I just said. I originally said I didn't want to walk too close to you tonight, but now I've changed my mind. Your outfit is handsome, but look at my little belly—I look like a business boss. Compared to your fashion designer look, maybe they'll be misled and choose me. But tonight, I will definitely not appear within five meters of Old Jiang."
Wang Zheng also chimed in: "Seconded, seconded. Old Jiang, promise me, just walk around me if you see me, okay?"
Wang Congcong also said with an indignant look: "Exactly, Jiang Cheng, why did you dress up so handsome? Don't you know to leave some space for us?"
"Didn't you tell me to dress up sharp? Now you're blaming me for being too handsome. Sigh~ men are so fickle," Jiang Cheng lamented pretentiously.
As for Qin Fen, he continued to look Jiang Cheng up and down before nodding in appreciation. "Where did you order this suit? The style is really handsome."
"Isn't it because I'm handsome?"
Qin Fen, whose face was already contorted with envy at Jiang Cheng's handsomeness, simply pressed the call button on the table. "Stop talking, stop talking. Let's start the meal! Eat, eat, eat!"