Li Xiaoman plopped down next to Chen Dong and leaned closer to him, saying in a sweet voice, "Mr. Chen, I invited you to the charity gala last time, but you stood me up. Don't you think we should have a drink together?"
Her soft voice and alluring charm blend seamlessly beneath her cold exterior, creating a powerful allure that inspires a strong desire to conquer.
In terms of looks, Li Xiaoman is in no way inferior to popular stars like Li Jiaxin.
In terms of social status and personal connections, the two are not even in the same league.
Such women are often more attractive to men.
Li Xiaoman smiled charmingly. At this moment, she had already poured two glasses of red wine in her hand. She handed one glass to Chen Dong and said, "Cheers, Mr. Chen."
bite--
The wine glasses clinked together with a clear sound.
Immediately afterwards.
Li Xiaoman brought the glass of red wine to her lips, her eyes fixed on Chen Dong's face the entire time.
"cheers!"
Chen Dong took a small sip and then put the glass down.
Upon seeing this!
Li Xiaoman chuckled and, seeing Chen Dong's gaze wandering elsewhere, said self-deprecatingly, "Mr. Chen, it seems that I'm getting old and losing my looks, which is why you don't care about me. That's right, they are young and beautiful, and they are big stars. No wonder you don't like me."
Even so, Li Xiaoman's affectionate gaze made her seem like she wanted to devour Chen Dong.
The CEO of a listed bank, a young tycoon under 20 years old.
If they can join forces, this will undoubtedly become the fifth largest family in Hong Kong.
What's more, Chen Dong is so handsome, and his temperament is no less than that of these big shots. I'm afraid any woman would be tempted by him.
Chen Dong chuckled, ignoring Li Xiaoman's little scheme, and tentatively asked, "I was just thinking, having a female celebrity attend this kind of gathering is truly amazing!"
Li Xiaoman sighed softly, "It's just a matter of each getting what they need."
"Aren't you afraid of being photographed by paparazzi? If this gets out, it will definitely be headline news."
Upon hearing this...
Li Xiaoman said with a strange expression, "Chen Sheng, you don't think like ordinary people, do you? Without these people's authorization, who would dare to report these tabloid stories?"
"That's true!" Chen Dong nodded in agreement, though he was thinking about things much more deeply.
Capital? News media?
It's no exaggeration to say that the news media is the lifeblood of capital.
To take a recent example, the stock market expert incident in an island nation—weren't these financial experts also serving the interests of capital?
What's this talk of "baby bottom," "diamond bottom," and "adult bottom"? To put it bluntly, whatever kind of public opinion capital wants to guide, the news media will release that kind of news accordingly.
The real victims are always the ordinary people at the bottom of society.
This will not only be true now, but will remain true twenty or thirty years from now.
Given this background, which media outlet would dare to report on the bigwigs' scandals? Aren't they afraid of losing their jobs?
"It seems that just focusing on making money is not enough; you also need to have your own channels to make your voice heard."
"Furthermore, having more contact with celebrities is not a bad thing. Not only can it help you endorse products, but more importantly, these goddess celebrities have a huge fan base, and their words and actions can influence certain events."
"No wonder capital loves to flock to this; the emotional root lies here."
Chen Dong sighed inwardly. He had already figured out the ins and outs of the matter, and now he knew how to plan his next move.
If Li Xiaoman was a stunning beauty, a rose with thorns, attracting men's attention.
Chen Dong was like a giant magnet, attracting everyone's attention.
There is a word called "out of place".
Imagine this: the entire private room is filled with either industry giants or banking tycoons.
At this moment, the CEO of HSBC did not try to curry favor with Li Ka-shing or Guo Desheng, but instead sat down next to a young man and showed him concern and care.
Anyone who saw this would think something was wrong.
The fact that Chen Dong could sit in a room full of big shots in itself shows that his identity is not simple.
Li Xiaoman's neglect of others made the leaders of the four major families feel it was only natural, which inevitably leads to speculation.
Li Jiaxin, Zhou Huimin, and Lizhi glanced around, their eyes darting to the corner every now and then, even while they were drinking with the big shots.
If the scene inside the private room were leaked, it would definitely become the headline of gossip news.
Lizhi and the others wore smiles on their faces, but in their hearts they were constantly guessing Chen Dong's identity.
Li Jiaxin gently took Li Jiacheng's arm and asked in a sweet voice, "Brother Li, who is sitting across from us?"
These words were spoken.
The other two women immediately perked up their ears.
If it were any other time or place, Li Jiaxin would have been kicked out by Li Jiacheng long ago if she dared to ask such a question.
People at this level value their privacy very much.
but!
It's not necessarily a bad thing to have just met someone and not yet know their preferences.
Food and sex are human nature!
Thinking of this, Li Jiacheng chuckled and said, "Among the younger generation, he is the most dazzling, and he is in no way inferior to us old guys."
The three of them were immediately intrigued.
They are all popular actresses with countless fans.
The reason she comes to accompany people for drinks is because she dreams of marrying into a wealthy family. If she were just a nobody, do you think many people would even pay attention to her?
Even if you end up with nothing, you've at least made an impression on the big shots, and at the very least, you've gained favor with investors.
But in the end, who would willingly engage in romantic relationships with a bunch of old men?
The man in front of him, Chen Dong, was a young man whose wealth was no less than that of the four major families. He was still so handsome and young. If he didn't have any ideas, what difference would he be from a salted fish?
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