Mu Cidian closed his computer.
He got up and walked towards Xin Zaozao, comnting on her bag, "You ca back very early today."
"I ca back to change clothes. I won’t be having dinner at ho tonight."
"Okay."
Xin Zaozao returned to her room and changed into an outfit for going out.
She usually dressed in a more formal attire, consisting of professional suits in black, white and gray. Her hair was neatly tied in a ponytail, giving her an energetic and powerful aura, but sowhat lacking in femininity.
But now, her attire was completely different from usual.
She changed into a light purple evening gown, a very innocent color, but the design was very bold.
Two thin straps, a soft drifting purple skirt, a deep V at the chest, a thin layer of gauze at the back, slightly visible, and another thin layer of gauze for the lower body, wrapping a short white skirt around the key parts. Paired with a pair of silver high heels, the whole person looked tall, sexy, yet with a touch of soft and fairy-like beauty.
Xin Zaozao had also let down her hair at this ti.
She had put on a delicate evening make-up, carried a banquet bag, and left the house.
"Are you going to a banquet?" Mu Cidian asked.
"Hmm."
"Be careful on the road."
"Hmm."
Xin Zaozao walked straight out.
Mu Cidian watched her figure.
A smile crept onto the corner of his mouth as he found himself surprisingly worried about her going out in such minimal clothing.
In fact, most high society banquets were like this.
The more elegant people would go out all dressed up; Xin Zaozao was rather simple in comparison.
He returned to the living room, standing by the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching as Xin Zaozao walked out of the neighborhood’s main gate.
At the gate, a black sedan was parked there.
Song Lifei was standing by the car waiting for her. Seeing her, he opened the car door and politely invited her in.
Mu Cidian watched as the sedan sped away.
He turned around and went back to his work.
...
Xin Zaozao was sitting in the sedan.
Song Lifei looked at Xin Zaozao’s dress and said, "You really aren’t afraid of that old lecher Zhan Wencheng taking advantage of you."
"Save ti, save resources," Xin Zaozao was indifferent, "That’s why cater to his liking."
Song Lifei shook his head helplessly.
Xin Zaozao was now an extrely successful businessman who was shrewd, steady and cold-blooded.
The two walked into the banquet hall together.
Tonight was the monthly business gathering in Jin City that many reputable and powerful businesses would be invited to, and most would not turn down the invitation.
When they arrived, the hall was bustling with people going back and forth.
Xin Zaozao quickly spotted the middle-aged, overweight man, Zhan Wencheng, who was holding the largest intelligent industry company in Yanshang Country. Particularly now with the widespread use of artificial intelligence, Zhan Wencheng had suddenly beco a key collaborator for many big enterprises. And coincidentally, Xin Zaozao had an intelligent hotel developnt project where collaboration with Zhan Wencheng was needed.
He was the reason for her attendance tonight.
She took a deep breath and, without hesitating, led Song Lifei straight towards Zhan Wencheng.
Upon seeing Xin Zaozao, Zhan Wencheng broke into a broad smile, "President Xin, it’s a pleasure to et you."
With that, he quickly stretched out his hand.
Xin Zaozao returned his handshake with a smile, "Pleasure."
After that, she attempted to pull back her hand.
But Zhan Wencheng held onto it for quite so ti.
Xin Zaozao made no efforts to forcibly retract her hand.
It was only after a mont that Zhan Wencheng finally released her hand, laughing, "President Xin, you look especially beautiful tonight."
"You flatter ," Xin Zaozao responded with a smile.
"Does President Xin require sothing from ?" Zhan Wencheng looked her up and down.
"I heard that President Zhan now owns IVE, the intelligent industry. Currently, the Xin Corporation has a project that we would like to discuss with you."
"Working with the Xin Corporation would be an honor for . However, as President Xin is probably aware, Yann Enterprise is currently building an intelligent hotel and has been discussing potential collaborations with us. We simply don’t have the capacity to take on more projects."
"As long as President Zhan is willing to collaborate with us, there will be no issues we can’t handle." Xin Zaozao picked up her wine glass and initiated a toast.
It was well known that Zhan Wencheng was a lecher.
He didn’t have much capabilities, but his judgnt was good.
Artificial intelligence wasn’t his industry, but he saw the potential in this market, so he bought the largest artificial intelligence developnt company, and it had beco a very profitable venture.
"President Xin says so, making it difficult for to refuse." Zhan Wencheng took a sip of the wine but still appeared uninterested.
Xin Zaozao smiled lightly.
At this mont, the lights in the banquet hall dimd and the lodious sound of piano echoed. In the center of the hall, one pair after another walked into the dance floor.
Xin Zaozao put down her wine glass and said, "May I invite President Zhan to a dance."
"Of course."
Zhan Wencheng also put down his wine glass, holding Xin Zaozao’s hand as they entered the dance floor.
Song Lifei stood nearby watching them.
The mont they entered the dance floor, Zhan Wencheng, the old pervert, held Xin Zaozao tightly in his arms, his hand caressing her waist back and forth.
Song Lifei couldn’t stand it any longer. He put down his wine glass and directly walked away.
"Director Zhan, how about I co to your company tomorrow to discuss the matter of cooperation?" asked Song Lifei.
"President Xin, it’s not that I don’t want to cooperate with you. However, I had already promised soone else. If I break the contract now, how could I stand firm in the business world in the future?" Director Zhan responded.
"In the spirit of fair competition, Director Zhan, you are entitled to choose the best partner. No one can bla you," replied Song Lifei.
Director Zhan said, "You’re correct, but the boss of Yann Enterprises is an old classmate of mine. I can’t burn bridges like that."
Lifei responded, "In business, we must separate personal feelings from professional conduct."
"Look at you." Zhan Wencheng laughed helplessly, "President Xin, please don’t put in a difficult position..."
As he spoke, Zhan Wencheng’s hand beca bolder, targeting Xin Zaozao’s buttocks.
Xin Zaozao dodged him.
Zhan Wencheng, unable to get what he wanted, felt an itch in his heart.
Xin Zaozao, this woman certainly had the charm to entice any man.
Xin Zaozao stood just a step away from Zhan Wencheng, she laughed and said, "Director Zhan, I see a friend over there. Excuse , I need to go say hi."
Zhan Wencheng watched Xin Zaozao’s retreating figure.
This woman was very real.
Business negotiation failed, and her face imdiately turned fresh.
He couldn’t help but look at his own hand.
The feeling was...indescribable.
Xin Zaozao went straight to the restroom in the banquet hall, washed her hands, wipped her body, before she ca out.
The banquet hall was still crowded.
Song Lifei ca out from a corner, "How did it go?"
"Next round," said Xin Zaozao.
"Not ready to use your feminine wiles again?" Song Lifei teased.
Xin Zaozao gave Song Lifei a glance.
She picked up her wine glass and started walking away.
At this mont, Song Zhizhi was accompanying Ji Baijian at the banquet.
There were many people coming over to toast.
An opportunity to be alone finally ca.
"Zaozao." Song Zhizhi looked at Xin Zaozao and smiled.
Xin Zaozao also smiled and greeted Ji Baijian, "Mr. Ji."
Ji Baijian nodded slightly, and then whispered to Song Zhizhi, "I will go over there for a mont."
The people from the Ji Family were over there.
Song Zhizhi nodded.
He did not invite her to join him, as he knew she and Zaozao hadn’t t in a long ti and they probably had things to talk about.
After Ji Baijian left, Xin Zaozao asked, "What made you co to this kind of banquet?"
"Ji Baijian’s father insisted he co. I guess he wanted to show off a bit. Having a mber of the Ji Family in charge of Comrcial Managent is indeed a matter of great pride," said Song Zhizhi.
Xin Zaozao laughed a little.
At tis, Song Zhizhi’s straightforwardness left her speechless.
"By the way, I heard that Mu Cidian is out of jail," said Song Zhizhi.
Xin Zaozao nodded, "Did you hear that from Yin Qin?"
"Yeah, rember when we didn’t go to his house for dinner? He was gossiping about you, Mu Cidian, and Ji Baili eating together. But it seems like nothing big happened."
"What could have happened?" Xin Zaozao responded lightly.
"How does Mu Cidian look these days?"
"Are you interested in him?"
"Just curious about what he’s been up to since he got out."
"How would I know."
"Right." Song Zhizhi looked at Xin Zaozao aningfully.
"Why are you staring at like that?" Xin Zaozao asked, sowhat speechless.
"Nothing." Song Zhizhi gave a light laugh, and said, "Aren’t you lonely, being single all these years?"
"Not really. I’ve been very busy with work, so I don’t feel lonely."
"Actually, Song Lifei is quite a good guy." Song Zhizhi looked at the man who was constantly by Xin Zaozao’s side, now busily entertaining others.
"So being an older, leftover woman isn’t well received, is it?" Xin Zaozao sighed.
Song Zhizhi burst out laughing.
The two had a pretty good relationship now.
Everyone knew they were close.
So many people thought Xin Zaozao’s current success was inseparable from Song Zhizhi’s support.
In fact.
Xin Zaozao was more independent than everyone thought.
She didn’t rely on anyone, which was why she was extrely content being alone!
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