Chapter 70 Do you want someone to throw you out?
Lu Jinyuan went to Yancheng on a business trip early the next morning, accompanied by Qin Shiming.
Lu Jinyuan is ambitious. After he took over the Lu Group, its business gradually expanded. Recently, he set his sights on the new media sector and plans to acquire an MCN company in Yancheng.
Cooperation requires careful consideration, and various details need to be discussed. It will take several days of investigation and discussion to conclude.
That evening, Mr. Li, the partner, hosted a banquet at a high-end club in Yancheng. Quite coincidentally, this club was also owned by the Jiang family. He also invited several of the company's top online influencers to join him.
He held a banquet at a club owned by the investor's wife, but also invited a group of beautiful women to accompany him.
To call it a trick or opportunism would be a bit foolish.
Or if they want to find some leverage to protect themselves, that's overestimating their own abilities.
Lu Jinyuan had already made a judgment on this cooperation. At the dinner, he pretended to be absent-minded, showing a casual and indifferent attitude, completely ignoring what Mr. Li said. He played with his phone to pass the time, leaving the social engagement to Qin Shiming.
Wolfgang: [Have you eaten?]
Not lending money: [Preparing to eat.]
Wolfgang: [Remember to drink the fish maw and sea cucumber soup that Aunt Mei made for you.]
No lending money: [Understood.]
Not lending money: [Shouldn't you be socializing at a time like this? Why are you bothering me?]
Wolfgang: [Taking a short break.]
Wolfgang: [No social engagements are as important as my wife.]
No loan: [Mr. Lu, focus on making money; raising children is expensive.]
Lu Jinyuan's lips curled up slightly.
Their combined wealth is enough to live lavishly for several lifetimes, so why are they afraid they can't afford to raise a child?
The person sitting in the center had an intriguing expression on their face. Everyone glanced over and secretly observed them, but the person being watched didn't seem to care and continued to look down at their phone chat interface.
Wolfgang: [What should we do then?]
Wolfgang: [This collaboration in Yancheng is probably going to fall through; we won't make any money.]
Wolfgang: [Does President Jiang have any good suggestions?]
The other party replied quickly.
I won't lend you money: [I suggest you don't come back.]
No loan: [President Lu lives a life of luxury, surrounded by beautiful internet celebrities every night. What's the point of him coming back?]
Lu Jinyuan was not surprised by what she said.
The clubhouse they were in was Jiang's territory, and Jiang Qingying's spies were everywhere. Any little disturbance could be resolved with just a text message.
Wolfgang: [I'm innocent!]
Not lending money: [No wonder the cooperation fell through; President Lu was probably too busy flirting with the beauty to even think about work.]
Not lending money: [That's what I understand.]
It has a really weird, sarcastic vibe.
Mr. Li: "Mr. Lu, how about we move next door and play a few rounds of cards later?"
Lu Jinyuan felt a sudden pain in his temple, realizing he had dug a huge hole for himself. He pulled his attention away from his phone, and even the expression on President Li's face turned gloomy.
“No need.” Lu Jinyuan picked up the red wine on the table and took a small sip. “We will set off back to Nanzhou tomorrow.”
Mr. Li paused for a moment, unable to glean any information from her unpredictable expression, and asked, "So, this cooperation?"
Lu Jinyuan: "Let's discuss it again."
The brief two words neither said it was good nor bad, treating the other person entirely like a fish in a pond, with the hook dangling and no intention of pulling them ashore.
Mr. Li: "This..."
Lu Jinyuan ignored him and started daydreaming again, worrying about how to reply to his wife's WeChat messages.
After thinking it over, I typed a few words.
Wolfgang: [I'll come back tomorrow to coax you, and I'll bring a gift.]
Not lending money: [Oh.]
Lu Jinyuan was about to put his phone away when, in the next second, a glass of red wine was spilled all over his shirt, accompanied by a body reeking of strong perfume falling into his arms.
His attention wasn't on his surroundings, so he didn't react in time. He was covered in red wine stains, and the woman in his arms was limp and lifeless. With a grim expression, he pushed her away and stood up, staring coldly at her.
"Ah..." Zhang Yan was suddenly pushed down by the table, and apologized pitifully with a sob in her voice: "I'm sorry, Mr. Lu, I didn't mean to."
As soon as she finished speaking, she picked up a handkerchief to wipe the stains off Lu Jinyuan's body. Just as she was about to meet Lu Jinyuan's icy gaze with a tearful expression, she couldn't help but shiver. Those eyes seemed capable of freezing her to death.
Witnessing all this, Qin Shiming lowered his head, covering his lips with his hand to hide his unrestrained laughter, and inwardly complained to his brother: Serves you right! Serves you right for slacking off. You even managed to use such a corny trope.
As if sensing something, Lu Jinyuan glanced back at Qin Shiming, who promptly looked away. Then, he casually straightened his suit. "Mr. Li, and this is?"
His voice was flat, revealing no emotion.
Mr. Li and Zhang Yan were initially despondent, but upon hearing his words, they suddenly felt a glimmer of hope.
Mr. Li smiled and said, "This is Zhang Yan, one of our top artists. She has 30 million fans across the internet, and she has a huge following." After saying that, he quickly gave Zhang Yan a wink.
Zhang Yan took a deep breath, swayed her alluring waist and took two steps closer to Lu Jinyuan, her voice soft and delicate: "President Lu, you can call me Ayan. Ayan is willing to serve President Lu."
"Mr. Li, I won't consider cooperating with you." Lu Jinyuan didn't even bother to give him a glance, and left with the words, "Your top artist's information will disappear completely from the entire internet tomorrow."
After Lu Jinyuan and his group walked out the door, the remaining group finally realized what was happening.
Zhang Yan stood there stunned, glancing at the others. They were all her usual competitors, and now they were laughing all the way to the bank after being doused with a bucket of cold water.
She has completely lost face.
Suddenly, as if she had made up her mind, she took off her coat, revealing a backless red dress underneath. It was a V-neck, low-cut design that was overly sexy and had a very vulgar feel to it.
She chased after him, confident that no man could resist the allure of a woman's body.
Qin Shiming left first, while Lu Jinyuan went to the restroom to tidy his clothes.
The sink was located between the entrances to the men's and women's restrooms. Lu Jinyuan stood in front of the large mirror, bent over to wash his hands. His entire left hand was soaked in red wine, including the diamond ring on his ring finger.
Left with no other choice, he took off the ring and carefully cleaned it.
The clubhouse was decorated in a high-class and luxurious style, with bright yellow lights. Lu Jinyuan was tall and slender with an upright posture. The inverted triangle shape that was faintly visible under his clothes was particularly eye-catching.
Zhang Yan stood behind him, admiring his back view. The man's natural elegance captivated her.
A very foolish idea popped into my head.
Even if it means being blacklisted, it would be worth it to gain even a sliver of his favor.
After a moment of patience, he called out, "President Lu."
Lu Jinyuan had already seen the person behind him, but even when she called out to him, he treated her as if she were invisible and did not respond at all.
Zhang Yan hardened her heart, determined to get something from him. She clenched the room key in her hand and cautiously took two steps forward.
"Ms. Zhang, please have some self-respect."
Having her thoughts seen through, she stopped being coy and went straight up to him, stuffing the room key into his coat pocket. "I'll wait for you tonight, no matter how late."
Lu Jinyuan expressionlessly took out the things she had stuffed into her coat, twirled them a couple of times between his index and middle fingers, and the next second, he tossed the room key away, and with a clatter, it landed precisely in the trash can next to him.
He sneered coldly, "I probably know how you got your title as a top celebrity."
Zhang Yan stood there, stunned.
Lu Jinyuan had no patience to stand there with her, so he walked past her and left. After taking two steps, he stopped and saw the person in front of him. His expression changed slightly: "What are you doing here?"
"Big Brother." Shen Shuyun greeted him respectfully, her gaze falling on the person behind him. She met Zhang Yan's eyes, gave her a mocking look, and then explained, "I'm currently filming in Yancheng, and I had dinner with some friends today."
She stepped forward, circled Zhang Yan once, and said with a smile, "I happened to see a good show."
Zhang Yan glared at her fiercely. Although she didn't know who she was, she could guess roughly who she was from how she addressed Lu Jinyuan, so she didn't dare to say anything.
Lu Jinyuan wasn't familiar with Shen Shuyun, so he left in silence.
Zhang Yan suffered humiliation today and practically fled in panic.
Shen Shuyun blocked her path, lifting her eyelids to look at her red dress, as if examining some interesting toy.
“Every year, quite a few people like you throw themselves at my brother, and almost none of them end up well.” She paused for a moment, then sneered, “You’ll probably be even worse off.”
Zhang Yan glared at her, gritting her teeth as she said, "None of your business!"
“I’m not here to interfere with you.” She held out her hand, palm up, in front of Zhang Yan. “Take it out.”
Zhang Yan stared at her without saying a word.
Shen Shuyun's gaze darkened slightly, and she said in a low voice, "Do you want someone to throw you out?"
Of course, it's not as simple as just throwing her out.
Zhang Yan endured the humiliation and placed the diamond ring she had hidden in her palm into her hand, saying, "Here, have it, let me go."
"Do you know that the hotel you just gave him belongs to his wife, and so does this club? Why don't you guess whether my older brother or my sister-in-law will deal with you tomorrow?"
"What?" Zhang Yan trembled in panic.
Shen Shuyun waved playfully at her, "Bye-bye."
A double entendre.
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