CHAPTER 1660: CHAPTER 1372: THE THREE TITANS OF THE WINE INDUSTRY ARRIVE TOGETHER!

The main hall of the Ladoga Grand Theater could be described as resplendent, with the gigantic circular dome adorned with artworks from the Renaissance period. The vast auditorium was brand new and immaculate, divided into three levels and accommodating more than three times the capacity of the Dorado Theater.

Due to the theater’s restriction on ordinary citizens entering, there were not many spectators inside, with only a small section of seats directly in front of the stage, in the center, fully occupied, numbering around three hundred people.

Among those people, the most ordinary one was also courteous in demeanor, clearly not a common person.

And seated in the very front row were about twenty people whose identities were even more extraordinary!

They came from the fields of literature, music, film, sports... Each one could be said to be a renowned big shot!

Some of these big shots already knew each other, and for those less acquainted, this was just the right opportunity.

Therefore, each and every one of them was engaged in friendly exchanges with those around them.

Big shots also need to expand their social and networking circles.

And as long as one’s fame and capital reach a certain level, industry barriers are simply not an issue.

In such a magnificent and solemn concert hall, even though the performance had not started, they talked and laughed among themselves. For ordinary people, this would seem a bit disrespectful, but with high status and position, no one found it disharmonious. This is the beauty of fame and wealth.

In fact, these big shots were also surprised by the arrival of so many heavyweight figures.

Among them, there were also distinctions in rank; the highest and the lowest ranked individuals did not even belong to the same level.

These people were also somewhat puzzled in their hearts, as they didn’t believe that those who invited them could also invite certain others present.

This was normal because they were not invited by the same person.

From Soruns to the three great families, there were naturally some differences in hierarchy among those they knew.

However, the big shots present were also waiting for a common person, as the person who invited them mentioned. It was a young man from the East...

More precisely, a young Eastern man of distinguished and noble identity with considerable background!

These big shots were also filled with anticipation for that person.

On stage, the members of the "sham" Sharvey Band were experiencing emotional turmoil, unable to rest even for a moment.

Luke, at the very front of the stage, dressed in formal attire, appeared dignified and somewhat handsome.

However, in reality, he was indeed a little nervous and a bit excited. The fingers rubbing the baton were tremulously shaking, though subtly.

For the twenty or so big shots below the stage, it didn’t matter who they were or which industry they were from. If any of them approved of him and elevated him, he would be truly lucky.

Luke would occasionally turn around to adjust his bow tie, then turn back with grace and courtesy, displaying his most polite and gentlemanly side to the audience.

The Sharvey Band’s ensemble had already completed their preparations, sitting quietly in place.

The pillars of the Sharvey Band all looked at Luke with envy, jealousy, and hatred, wishing they could take his place.

They too would sneak glances towards the audience, and although they knew the chances of striking it lucky were slim, they were still nervous and excited in front of so many big shots.

As for the other members of the band, they were even more excited and fervent.

Viktor, the owner of the Sharvey Band, a councilor of Ladoga City, and an executive director of the music association, sat at the far end of the same row as other big shots, his face filled with a conciliatory smile and a hint of glory. Although he had a long list of titles, compared to those sitting in the same row, he was nowhere close in status.

Nonetheless, he considered himself a person of some significance, sitting there unabashedly, and no one bothered to drive him away.

Just earlier, Viktor had made a round, handing business cards to all the big shots.

Since he was the only one doing so, he actually attracted some attention.

But afterward, those big shots went on to connect with peers of similar or higher status, ignoring him.

Of course, Viktor didn’t mind the cold reception at all; just sitting there felt glorious to him.

At this moment, the manager of Ladoga Grand Theater cautiously approached with a conciliatory smile, asking the big shots seated in the front, "Honored guests, our band is ready. May I ask if we can start the performance now?"

Currently, there was still some time before the initially announced performance time of Yegor Band. However, seeing no more distinguished guests arriving, the manager of Ladoga Grand Theater thought that as long as the big shots present gave the word, the concert could begin.

"Let’s wait a little longer, Mr. Manager, the person who invited us hasn’t arrived yet," a guest in the center, the most distinguished among them, said with a resounding voice.

These words stirred the theater manager and Viktor alike.

There was still another big shot yet to arrive?

Who could it be!

To invite so many big shots at the same time, it must be someone of extraordinary status.

At the very least, someone no less than the most honored guest present, or even higher!

Viktor, overwhelmed, was filled with excitement.

This performance seemed like a massive windfall falling right on his head.

It’s going to be a big hit!

This would propel their Sharvey Band to instant fame in Europe!

The words of the distinguished guest who spoke also reinforced Viktor’s initial assessment—

It was some big shot inviting friends for relaxation and a concert, just happening to take place here!

"Yegor, oh Yegor, you just don’t have that luck! If you had listened to me and returned to our Sharvey Band obediently, today’s spectacular occasion would have made you famous in Europe! But now, you have nothing! Even if you beg me to come back in the future, I’ll have to think about it!" Viktor was so excited that he couldn’t help but taunt Yegor, who had opposed him.

Behind him, Sedor and Yvonne couldn’t contain their excitement, secretly clenching their fists.

This is great; the bigger the event, the more recognition their Sharvey Band will gain!

On stage, Luke’s hands were shaking even more vigorously.

Even the members of the Sharvey Band were listening with glowing eyes.

The theater manager tried hard to remain calm, smiling broadly as he responded to the distinguished guest who spoke, "Alright, alright, I understand, sir! I’ll excuse myself for a moment and go outside to welcome the gentleman who invited you all!"

While the theater manager was speaking, the main hall doors suddenly opened, and a large crowd surged in.

More and more people streamed in, numbering over a hundred.

The manager of the Ladoga Grand Theater was taken aback and surprised.

Were the guys stationed outside the door asleep, letting so many people in!

These are all big shots and must not be disturbed!

The theater manager, both shocked and angry, caught sight of the three people at the front of the group entering.

He froze instantly.

No matter how poor his eyesight or memory might be, he wouldn’t be unfamiliar with those three faces that frequently appeared in the media.

Old Hawk, Feng Xiangnan, and Dyson!

Ninety percent of the wine in all of Europe is managed by these three!

They are the three giants of the European wine industry!

Not only were the three giants all present, but looking at those around them, they were all key figures with power from the three great families!

Was this the wine industry giants’ clans coming out in full force?

The Ladoga Grand Theater manager was left speechless.

Big shots, truly big shots!

A whole group arriving at once, comparable to the most prestigious guests present, if not more!

Viktor was also stunned.

It wasn’t until seeing those big shots seated around him all rise that Viktor, as if propelled by a spring under him, stood up.

Viktor was first shocked.

"So it was the three giants hosting! No wonder such a grand occasion!"

Then, Viktor was so excited that he felt dizzy.

"Heaven bless our Sharvey Band!"