Bigshot Gets Loved By All After Transmigrating Into A Book

Jiang Wan smiled. "I'm not really his student. I just happened to have attended a few of Old Master Guan's classes."

"That's still very impressive. It's not easy to get a spot in his class!"

The man clicked his tongue and said, "Young lady, you're still so young. You'll definitely achieve great things in the future!"

Jiang Wan said politely, "Thank you for your praise."

Feng Wenshu recognized the man's identity.

His name was Wang Qingping. He was a famous pianist within the country and had won quite a few awards internationally. Not long ago, he had just been made a professor at the Royal Academy of Music in the United States. He was the second Chinese person to receive this title other than old Mr. Guan Hongshun.

Moreover, he was also a member of the music division in the National Arts Committee. He was often invited to be a judge of music competitions all over the country. It was naturally good to befriend such a person.

"Master Wang, I thought you wouldn't show."

Feng Wenshu said politely, "Thank you for coming to our Feng family's banquet even with such a busy schedule. I remember that your concert this year is scheduled to be held in the capital. We will definitely make it and enjoy your auditory feast."

Feng Wenshu seemed to be using this banquet as a ladder for him to make friends with celebrities from all walks of life and expand his network. He was extremely warm and welcoming, especially to people who were of value to him. He would open his mouth whenever he got close to them.

Wang Qingping had attended many such occasions before so he was not unfamiliar with such pleasantries. He politely said, "Second Young Master Feng, you flatter me. I really don't deserve those words. If you are willing to attend, I'd be humbled to have you. When the time comes, I will prepare a front-row seat for you. I hope that Second Young Master Feng will not be stingy with his advice."

The corner of Feng Tianrui's mouth twitched as he muttered, "Alright, alright, the business exchanges are here again."

He rolled his eyes and hid behind Feng Le'an as he asked softly, "Dad, I feel like if things continue on like this, they can and will keep bragging until next year. Can I excuse myself or maybe go get something to eat then I'll be back after?"

Feng Le'an glanced at He Sihui and replied even more softly, "Sure, if you can get past your mother."

Feng Tianrui quietly took a step back.

He Sihui did not even turn her head. "Where do you think you're going?"

Feng Tianrui readily said. "I'm going to the bathroom."

He Sihui asked, "How long will you be gone for?"

Feng Tianrui said hesitantly, "Maybe... maybe half an hour?"

Feng Le'an was silent.

"Son, if you sit on the can for half an hour, you'll probably get hemorrhoids!'

Feng Le'an said, "Rui'er has been suffering from indigestion recently. He might have some problems..."

Before he could say "evacuating", He Sihui had already said, " Okay, just don't come back too late."

Feng Tianrui was shocked. His mother had actually agreed?

He had only wanted to struggle for a while and didn't think that his mother would agree. Was today his lucky day, his mother had been persuaded so easily?

Feng Tianrui quickly left, filled with disbelief and joy, afraid that He Sihui would go back on her words if he was to linger any longer.

Feng Zhiyi, Feng Wenshu, and Feng Linbai stood at the front and didn't hear the conversation that had happened behind them. Feng Qiongfang, who was standing in the middle, heard it all.

Feng Qiongfang held herself back and didn't turn her head, pretending that she didn't know that Feng Tianrui had already left the team.

He Sihui was also a little impatient.

She was also annoyed by the business exchanges. Her time was much better spent doing scientific research.

On the other side, Ni Manman felt that things had taken a turn for the better and that things could continue to develop according to her plans.

Therefore, when Wang Qingping's attention returned to Jiang Wan, she forcefully interjected, "Master Wang, you've heard many people play the piano before. Where do you think our Wan Wan stands nationally?"