Shi Xing walked over to the sofa and sat down on her own: "You won't be upset that I've come to sit down, will you?"
"How could that be? Miss Shi, just tell me what you need."
Guan Haotian certainly knows her; who in the industry doesn't know her these days?
They had just seen her on WeChat Moments appearing at the Aurora Museum with a Bugatti Black Opium, and now they were meeting in person.
His father had just told him a few days ago not to mess with her, so naturally he listened to his advice.
The other young man didn't speak, but stared at her blatantly. Shi Xing looked directly at him, her eyes cold and expressionless.
"I advise you not to court death."
He chuckled, stood up, and extended his hand: "Hello, Miss Shi. I am Du Yuanjie, and my father is Du Peng, the chairman of Sanhe Film and Television Media Co., Ltd."
Sanhe Film & Television?
A mid-sized entertainment company is nothing to be afraid of. She doesn't even care about the Guan family's Xinke Group, so she naturally has no fear of this Sanhe.
Without reaching out to shake hands, Shi Xing simply nodded and said, "I understand."
His hand froze in mid-air, neither up nor down, and he could only manage an awkward laugh before lowering it.
Despite his dissatisfaction, Du Yuanjie smiled amicably and tried to make amends: "It's my fault, I was too forward."
Apart from the gradually fading music, the private room was eerily quiet. Everyone silently and furtively observed them, not daring to utter a word.
Fang Qiming, who followed in, was dumbfounded and instantly broke out in a cold sweat, recalling that he shouldn't have said anything unpleasant.
Su Xian was somewhat surprised, yet it also seemed to be expected.
He had seen this girl at that private club before; she was with those socialites and heiresses, so her status must be quite extraordinary.
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