nucmednet Chapter 647: Respect Earned by the Stars
Chapter 647: Respect Earned by the Stars
The lights in the banquet hall were as bright as stars, soft music was floating in the air, and people's low voices and laughter were like the sound of stringed instruments in the night wind, interweaving a harmonious picture. At this time, there was a slight commotion at the door, and everyone turned their heads at the same time, only to see Su Zhengyang and Prince Windsor walking in side by side. Their appearance was like dropping a huge rock on a calm lake, causing ripples.
Prince Windsor was wearing a dark blue evening gown with delicate golden lace on the collar and cuffs, showing the elegance and dignity of the nobility. Every step he took was light and firm, as if he was dancing a silent dance. Su Zhengyang was wearing a well-tailored suit, and the dark tie made his skin look even whiter, with a majestic aura between his eyebrows.
A burly middle-aged man in a well-dressed suit came up quickly. It was Edward, the consul of the British Concession in Jinggang City. His face was full of smiles, like a blooming sunflower, warm and brilliant. He first gave a standard British salute to Prince Windsor, then stretched out his right hand and shook Su Zhengyang's hand enthusiastically.
"President Su, you are finally here!" Edward's voice was full of joy. "Your arrival has added a lot of brilliance to this dinner. You are like the brightest star in the night sky, lighting up the hearts of each of us."
Su Zhengyang responded with a smile: "Thank you for the compliment, Consul Edward. I'm just here to join in the fun." His voice was gentle and powerful, like the spring breeze, making people feel warm and comfortable.
"President Su is too modest." Edward shook his head and smiled. "Who in China doesn't know your reputation? You are not only an outstanding politician, but also a leader deeply loved by the people. Your presence makes this dinner even more meaningful."
Su Zhengyang smiled faintly and said nothing more.
Su Zhengyang had a very good impression of Edward, the British Consul. No matter how tense the relationship between China and the British Empire was, at least Edward had always shown enough humility and respect in front of him.
In Su Zhengyang's opinion, Edward is the truly smart man. He knows whose home court this is, and he also clearly understands that there is absolutely no benefit in offending Su Zhengyang in China. He does not have the arrogance of other English nobles, but is introverted and not ostentatious.
After Consul Edward left, Prince Windsor and Su Zhengyang stood in a corner of the banquet hall, talking in low voices.
"President Su, what is your impression of Mr. Edward?" Prince Windsor asked curiously.
Su Zhengyang smiled slightly, nodded and praised: "Mr. Edward is both smart and witty. He knows very well that in China, being kind to others and being humble is the way to survive. He never acts arrogantly and is good at resolving various embarrassing situations. He is indeed an excellent diplomatic talent."
"Indeed." Prince Windsor nodded in agreement. "Moreover, the latest transfer order from mainland China has officially promoted him to the new ambassador to China."
Su Zhengyang was slightly startled, then smiled and said, "Oh? This is great news! From the consul of the concession to the British ambassador to China, this is undoubtedly a huge leap in status. Mr. Edward is indeed worthy of such an honor."
"Yes, I think so too." Prince Windsor said with a smile, "I hope that in the future he can represent the English Empire and better maintain the friendly relations between the two countries."
While the two were talking, the guests in the banquet hall had already noticed their presence. Groups of guests dressed in gorgeous clothes and with extraordinary temperaments came towards them one after another, with warm smiles on their faces.
Prince Windsor began to introduce these guests to Su Zhengyang: "This is Mr. Smith, the head of the British Scottish Bank. He holds a pivotal position in the banking industry."
Mr. Smith stepped forward and shook hands with Su Zhengyang. “President Su, I have long heard of your name. It is my honor to meet you here.”
"You're welcome, Mr. Smith." Su Zhengyang responded with a smile.
Then, Prince Windsor pointed to the highest official in British India who was wearing a military uniform and said, "This is General Dwight, an Indian. He is in charge of the military affairs of Great Britain in India."
General Dwight saluted and said in not-so-fluent Chinese: "Hello, President Su! I have always respected China and look forward to more cooperation between the two countries in the future."
Su Zhengyang nodded in response to express his welcome.
Soon after, some celebrities and nobles from Poland, the Netherlands, and France also came forward to greet Su Zhengyang. They were either business elites or political dignitaries, and they all expressed their warm welcome to Su Zhengyang's arrival.
During the dinner, Su Zhengyang seemed to be the center of attention. Everyone paid special attention and respect to Su Zhengyang. The guests at the dinner maintained their composure and kept communicating with Su Zhengyang. This kind of scene was completely unimaginable in the past. These foreigners would maintain their arrogance and contempt even when facing the leadership of the Northern Frontier and the Southern Country.
The atmosphere in the banquet hall was warm and harmonious. Su Zhengyang talked with the guests one by one, which not only showed his diplomatic charm, but also further consolidated China's international status.
Under the lights of the banquet, Su Zhengyang's figure looked even taller and taller. His aura made everyone present feel an unprecedented sense of oppression, but more of a deep respect. The guests cast admiring glances at him, and everyone who talked to him showed their politeness and respect as much as possible.
Foreign Minister Fang Dihu stood beside Su Zhengyang, his eyes sparkling with excitement. He couldn't help but whisper in Su Zhengyang's ear: "Mr. President, look at these foreigners. When have they ever taken us Chinese seriously? Now, their attitude has changed dramatically."
Su Zhengyang nodded gently, with a smile on his face. He spoke confidently, his voice full of power: "Minister Fang, you are right. But you have to know that truth is only on the edge of the sword, and dignity is within the range of the cannon. China can gain the respect of these foreigners not by being humble and flattering, but by our own fists, the dignity we have earned."
As soon as Su Zhengyang finished speaking, Fang Dihu showed a look of approval on his face. He nodded and echoed: "That's right, President. China today is no longer what it used to be. We have a strong army, advanced technology, and hardworking people. These are the basis for us to win dignity."