Han City, bustling area, the magnificent Ruifang Hotel, stands here majestically.
The thirty-sixth floor, not open to the public, showcases a classical style, with carved beams and painted rafters, exotic flowers, and rare plants.
A winding stream anders through, crossing an artificial mountain composed of rugged peaks and rocks, flowing into a small pond with green bamboo and lotus roots, disturbing a few goldfish. Mist rises from the pond’s surface, creating an illusory feeling.
The faint sound of zithers and flutes intertwine, sotis soothing, sotis urgent, and amidst the music, the jingle of bells is like a continuous rain.
Behind the beaded curtain of Jade, eighteen dancers use their feet as pivots, twisting their waists, their lithe bodies rotating, their sleeves fluttering, red silk ribbons lifting gracefully, like celestial beings.
"Great dance, great dance, great dance!"
Separated by a curtain, the ambiance is as fragrant as a bedchamber. A young man leans on the sofa, admiring the graceful dance moves, his eyes shining with amazent, unable to resist clapping and praising.
A middle-aged man beside him sips tea, complacently saying: "Mr. Han, they were all personally screened and interviewed by , students from the dance departnt."
"If you fancy any of them, I can arrange it for you." The middle-aged man is Li Qing, the head of the Rui Fang Group, and the Li family.
The dance troupe he maintains is primarily for public relations, providing services for important figures, a rather useful ’weapon’ contributing indispensably to the developnt of the Rui Fang Group.
And before him, Mr. Han, though not of high status, his father is a significant figure in Han City, worthy of the Li family’s favor.
The young man referred to as Mr. Han crosses his legs, holding a cigarette between his fingers, staring at the dancers, smiling like a layabout, exhaling smoke leisurely, maintaining that cynical deanor, though his eyes are considerably sharper.
He recalls in his mind that alluring and cold woman, then looks back at the dancers in front of him. Comparatively, he loses so interest.
Having reached his current status, having experienced all kinds of won, only those won who are stimulating enough could pique his interest, and Shao Shuangshuang, the leader of Evergreen Liquid, is interesting enough.
Han Yue said: "President Shao from Evergreen Liquid, seems to want it a lot, right?"
Across from him, Li Qing frowned and said: "If it weren’t for you helping to investigate, I’m afraid they would have bought it."
Han Yue said aningfully: "If it were other industries, I might have missed it, but Yuzhou, isn’t it our President Shao’s territory?"
His tone relaxed, as if in jest, yet Li Qing knew that previously, when President Shao of Evergreen Liquid ca to Han City to observe, Han Yue had invited him to dinner, but ended up losing face.
Now that a weakness has been found, retaliation is obvious.
Li Qing said: "According to previous records, Evergreen Liquid values certain items, no matter how high the price, they will take it. Last ti, they bid two hundred million for a palm-sized piece of jade."
Evergreen Liquid’s frequent acquisitions have long attracted the attention of various interested parties.
Han Yue said flatly: "The Evergreen Liquid Store in the urban area, I’ve arranged for soone to check it, it’s probably undergoing rectification now."
He took a puff of smoke, confident in his victory.
Li Qing was cautious, knowing Han Yue’s imnse capability, after all, he’s the son of that man, in the territory of Han City, he can do as he pleases.
Many tycoons have co to Han City for business, and with Han Yue’s special care, the tycoons dutifully paid tribute.
Nowadays, things are different; you can’t be too excessive, otherwise, Evergreen Liquid would have a hard ti.
Li Qing said: "Based on my observations, the land at Snowflake Lake is very important to Evergreen Liquid, if they’re determined to get it, we don’t know how the Yuzhou authorities will react?"
As a fellow businessman, he is wary of Evergreen Liquid, rumors say they are about to launch a new product, and if it’s as miraculous as their hair growth dicine, he couldn’t stop it.
But if Han Yue insists, Li Qing definitely wouldn’t dare to defy.
Han Yue raised his voice: "The black-and-white contract is ready, would they dare breach it? Besides, I have buddies over there in Yuzhou?"
"True." Li Qing nodded.
Han Yue squinted his eyes, slowly raised the teacup, took a light sip, then poured the tea out.
The expensive tea splashed over Han Yue’s feet, a scent of tea filled the air.
His face showed a wild look, declaring forcefully: "Dare to dampen my interest, I’m curious if she can get it?"
After making the statent, he lowered his head, his gaze falling on his feet, giving them a slight shake, aningful:
"But, it’s not like there’s no solution, tell President Shao to co find ..."
The heart of the middle-aged man shivered; he gained a deeper understanding of Han Yue’s vindictive nature, thinking to himself, luckily he didn’t cross him.
However, just as Han Yue finished speaking, a thunderous voice erupted from the void:
"Shuangshuang is too busy, I ca first."
The words thundered in their ears, shaking their eardrums painfully.
The previously arrogant Han Yue looked toward the voice, seeing at the lobby entrance, a tall figure, surprisingly a seventeen or eighteen-year-old youth.
Han Yue’s face suddenly darkened, and he asked Li Qing beside him:
"Who is he, how did he get in? Where’s security?"
Li Qing was also perplexed, Ruifang Hotel’s thirty-sixth floor is a closed area, when hosting Mr. Han, he specifically instructed the guards at the door not to allow anyone in, what thod did this youth use?
Jiang Ning closed the door behind him, looking toward the curtain, his previous words only targeting the two of them, not involving the eighteen dancers.
On stage, the dancers moved with lotus-like steps, like butterflies, like swallows, spinning their dance skirts, like budding flowers.
It is no exaggeration to say that each dancer’s skill surpasses Bai Yuxia’s presence, unfortunately, tainted with too much scent of the mundane world.
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