Once she found the na, Chenxing realized her hand was trembling.
Her fingers flew, quickly dialing a number.
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At that mont, Gu Shaocheng was hosting a banquet for his guests.
Every year, a month after the Mid-Autumn Festival, he would host three large banquets to consolidate his connections in various circles. The venue was set at the Gu Family’s guesthouse.
The first banquet was mainly political, connecting his web of relationships within the political sphere. He attached great importance to this event—it was always the first and he would spend a lot of ti and effort planning it, often preparing half a month in advance.
The second banquet was mainly business-focused. The Gu Family controlled 500 world-first corporations scattered around the world. This banquet was primarily to invite presidents and CEOs from various regions to report on the state of the Gu Family’s industries. At the sa ti, he would use the period when these CEOs took their breaks to thoroughly investigate their accounts for the past year. He was seldom involved in the daily operations of these corporations, but he was the rarely known mogul behind them all. The Qingcheng Corporation that Chenxing went to interview for the other day was backed by him! But few people knew this!
The third banquet was primarily underworld-based. The princelings of the underworld respected him as their leader. The ’special’ businesses they discussed were what Gu Shaocheng was most enthusiastic about and got involved in the most! He was directly involved in managing these businesses.
To put it simply, Gu Shaocheng had his finger in every pie! At that ti, he was hosting the first banquet at ho. The party hadn’t started yet, and he was accompanying guests to admire the ho’s garden and architecture. They strolled and chatted.
The ringing of the phone interrupted his conversation. Gu Shaocheng excused himself with a smile, asked Bai Wuqing to continue accompanying the guests, and stepped aside to answer the call.
As soon as the call connected, a woman’s trembling voice ca through. Her words were fragnted and chaotic, and it took Gu Shaocheng a while to understand her, "Soone is following you? Don’t worry, I’ll send soone to you imdiately. Where are you now?"
"At the milk tea shop. Huanhuan tried to lead them away, but it didn’t work," Chenxing hurried and covered her mouth whispering.
Gu Shaocheng furrowed his brows. Who was so bold to target his woman? However, he always had people stationed to protect Chenxing; nothing significant should have happened. The people he dispatched were all top experts!
But then, her soft, sweet voice ca through the phone, "Shaocheng, I’m scared!"
Just like that, her three words made him lose his sanity and judgnt.
As a result, he impulsively left the banquet, abandoning the guests nurtured by power and status, got in his car, and drove swiftly with excitent in his heart—even a hint of delight.
You said you didn’t want to trouble , but now you call when sothing happens. Chenxing, are you sure you don’t want to rely on ?
Or is it that won love to say one thing and an another?
That’s okay. It doesn’t matter if what you say is different from what you an. As long as you depend on , and I’m the first one you think of, I’m happy! Once I’m happy, you can do whatever you want!
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"Hey, where are you guys from?" Seeing no one following her, Huanhuan imdiately felt that sothing was wrong. She turned back, walked up to one of the red-haired punks, and poked him.
"Hey, you’re asking where we’re from, little girl, do you want to mix with us?" The red-haired man turned around and smirked, and Huanhuan kicked him away, "Keep your dirty hands to yourself! My clothes are not sothing you can touch. Don’t you know that I am soone you punks cannot afford to offend?"
The punks looked at each other, all sowhat stunned. This woman was quite sothing; she even dared to call herself ’young master’ in front of these real n.
...The next update will be after 12 o’clock tomorrow.
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