Chapter 258 Don't refuse the free money
Mrs. Meng was delighted when she saw Shang Wanwan holding up her wine glass.
But it is a little hard to understand why Shang Wanwan would rather drink with others than accept Huo Dongming's help.
"Mrs. Meng, your friend has a big appetite and is also beautiful. Come on, we have plenty of time tonight, let's drink slowly."
All those present were well-known figures in East City. Even though Shang Wanwan could not recognize all of them, she knew most of them and believed that they would not do anything out of line.
She likes to drink red wine and will occasionally have a glass when she has nothing to do at home. She can drink quite a bit.
All the guests present did not refuse the invitation and were eloquent, pretty and interesting, making the atmosphere lively for a while.
Mrs. Meng was a very capable person. Seeing that they were drinking happily, she took the opportunity to bring up Shang Wanwan's request.
“Artworks are difficult to identify, but as long as they have genuine material, good channels and can be hyped, it is not impossible to quickly gain fame and fortune.”
President Rong kept his eyes on Shang Wanwan while speaking, and his interest in Shang Wanwan was already evident on his face.
He was well-dressed and apart from urging people to drink, he did not show any disrespect in his actions or words.
“Hype?”
Shang Wanwan is very sensitive to these two words.
Both of Huo Dongming's lovers used their relationship with Huo Dongming to hype themselves up and eventually gained both fame and fortune.
Shang Wanwan is very disgusted with these two words.
“I hope to rely on my own real ability.”
When Mrs. Meng heard the sharpness in Shang Wanwan's words, she quickly raised her glass and pressed her hand to signal her not to speak again.
"Oh, how could we understand this, President Rong? The education Yao Lin received abroad is somewhat different from our philosophy. Otherwise, with her talent, it is impossible for her to be almost 30 and still not famous.
We don't know what's going on here. Yao Lin brought some works. I know that President Rong is quite knowledgeable about art. Find an opportunity for you to take a look at them for her. As for how to become famous, it's up to you."
Mrs. Meng walked down from her seat, twisting her waist, to President Rong, clinked glasses with him, and teased him in a charming manner.
"Mr. Rong, we are all weaklings, and you are the expert in this area. How about letting Miss Yao talk to you herself?"
Mr. Rong is a master in the world of romance. These rich and powerful people like to set up various schemes to expand their harem when they have nothing to do.
He is particularly interested in women who are both capable and beautiful.
After all, Mrs. Meng had been involved in this kind of high-end situation for many years, and had heard a lot from her ex-husband.
She just wanted to take advantage of both sides. If Yao Lin succeeded, she could get a ten percent commission on each painting. Then they would organize a scheme and give her to the big guys who were beneficial to them.
Mrs. Meng, who had hundreds of millions of assets after her divorce, was not like those brainless women. She was good at expanding her financial resources. Her dream was to turn 100 million into 1 billion, and 1 billion into 10 billion.
The money she earns will eventually run out, and her ultimate goal is to exchange the money for resources and then convert the resources into cash.
People like Shang Wanwan who have talent but can't find a way out are Mrs. Meng's favorite partners.
It's a pity that someone has gone crazy with Yao Lin. If he could use her to get close to Huo Dongming, it would be much more beneficial than dealing with these people.
Shang Wanwan had no idea what Mrs. Meng was thinking. She thought she was trying her best to deal with these people regarding the art exhibition.
During the dinner, President Rong seemed to be flirting with Mrs. Meng, but in fact he had other intentions.
President Rong never persuaded Shang Wanwan to drink until the end, and he would even block toasts for Shang Wanwan, so Shang Wanwan had a good impression of him.
It was said that Mrs. Meng drank a lot, and she toasted all the male bosses in the audience. Shang Wanwan found that Mrs. Meng could drink a lot. When she met them, Mrs. Meng's conversation and coquettish behavior at the table were like two completely different people.
"It's getting late today. It's almost ten o'clock. Mrs. Meng, I see you've had quite a bit to drink. How about I take you and Miss Yao home?"
President Rong suggested, and Mrs. Meng smiled sweetly.
"Why, you're looking down on me. I didn't drink much, don't worry. And it's still early. Whoever goes out at 10 o'clock will go back home. The nightlife has just begun."
However, General Rong refused to give in after hearing this.
"Mrs. Meng, it's better for women to go home early. You're a single woman, and you're drunk. I'm afraid someone might want to take advantage of you. Miss Yao, I'll take you both home."
President Rong spoke earnestly. Mrs. Meng stood up and tapped his shoulders a few times with her slender fingers.
"Okay, okay, you're a good person. Come back home when you can. You're more lenient than my parents. Miss Yao, it's really getting late. Let's go."
Shang Wanwan stood up to get her bag. Mrs. Meng seemed to remember something and gave President Rong a charming smile.
"Mr. Rong, about the art exhibition?"
President Rong patted his chest.
"Leave it to me."
Shang Wanwan and Mrs. Meng got into President Rong's car. Mrs. Meng used the excuse that she had drunk too much and was afraid of vomiting, so she wanted to sit as the passenger. President Rong and Shang Wanwan sat in the back seat, and President Rong's driver drove.
Along the way, President Rong and Mrs. Meng had a great time chatting. Shang Wanwan couldn't get a word in at all, and she didn't know what to say.
The Bentley drove all the way to Mrs. Meng's villa before stopping. Mrs. Meng got out of the car and President Rong sent her to the door.
"My friend, please take it easy. I'm not out here for fun."
Mrs. Meng spoke ambiguously, and President Rong reached out and hooked her round chin.
"She just came out for fun. She's so pretty, why would she need to hold an art exhibition? She can spend her money in a lifetime if she comes out for fun a few times."
Mrs. Meng hooked her arm around Mr. Rong's neck and said, "She's still married, and you want to play around with your feelings. Why don't you teach her a lesson tonight and let her follow you?"
Mrs. Meng leaned close to President Rong's ear and said, "Be careful, she is the one who rejected Huo Dongming. It depends on your ability whether you can get her or not.
President Rong snorted coldly: "You are really good at mocking me. Should I thank you for setting a trap for me? You let me play with the woman that Huo Dongming likes."
President Rong held her chin and said, "You are not the one who has set your eyes on Huo Dongming, but he doesn't care about you. Instead, you are coveting the girl named Yao, so you are so impatient to send her to him."
Mrs. Meng did not deny it either.
Shang Wanwan is the most elegant, beautiful and talented woman she has ever met in all these years.
The way a man looks at a woman will change. Although Mrs. Meng didn't catch Huo Dongming's interest in Yao Lin, she couldn't think of any reason for him to help her. He didn't fancy her, so why should he be so attentive?
Unless the drunkard has other intentions.
Therefore, Mrs. Meng thought that no matter what, she should give Shang Wanwan to someone else so that Huo Dongming would give up that idea. Then she might still have a chance.
"How could that be?"
President Rong pecked her red lips and said, "Women are evil spirits, and women's hearts are the most poisonous. You eat from the bowl and look at the pot. Aren't you afraid that I will be jealous? Do you really want to follow Huo Dongming?"
Mrs. Meng pushed him away, her pretty face slightly annoyed.
"You've been playing with so many women, and I've helped you every time. Who I like is none of your business. You should treat Yao Lin well. I don't like others trying to steal my men. And you should be more careful about the art exhibition. A 10% commission is free money. Only a fool would not want it."