"Gong Chen, you’re already a cripple, sooner or later the Gong Family will be mine. Lin Zhiyi’s little tricks, I don’t take them seriously at all." Gong Yao clenched his fists.
"Ha."
Gong Chen couldn’t be bothered to speak.
Gong Yao’s expression was twisted; he truly hated Gong Chen’s superior demeanor.
He grabbed Gong Chen’s collar: "Let’s see if my fists are tougher or if Third Young Master’s mouth is tougher."
Sounds of punches came from the room.
A moment later, the assistant entered the room with a towel.
"Young Master, President Yu is here."
"What is she here for?" Gong Yao took the towel and wiped the blood from his hands.
"She is one of the highest VIPs at the racetrack. She brought clients to discuss cooperation and invited many celebrities as companions. Should we decline her offer?"
"President Yu knows diverse people; we can’t offend her. Anyway, she likes to have fun, I’ll entertain her for a bit."
After speaking softly, Gong Yao glanced at the unconscious Gong Chen on the ground and turned to leave.
Locking the door, Gong Chen slowly opened his eyes and sat up with a blank expression.
His dark eyes merged with the shadows, dangerous yet tranquil.
The crimson on his pale face was shattered and handsome.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, pondering, "Zhiyi, I knew you would mess around."
...
Indeed, Lin Zhiyi had messed around.
She blended in with the staff among the small-time celebrities and models and entered the racetrack.
These small-time celebrities and models were people introduced by Chu Yin, and to be fair, they were particularly good at socializing.
Upon entering, the scene was like that of an arriving film emperor or empress.
Yet they were shockingly adept at entertaining clients.
They made President Yu’s clients laugh heartily.
President Yu hadn’t planned to finalize any deal, but unexpectedly, contracts were signed within half an hour.
More useful than those big stars she spent money on who acted aloof yet wanted to climb up.
President Yu winked at Lin Zhiyi within the crowd.
Hinting she should get ready.
Lin Zhiyi nodded and glanced at Zhou Zhao and Chen Jin, who appeared as bodyguards.
They brought few people, but all were elite among elites, blending in with President Yu’s group.
As they planned to leave amidst the bustle, a wealthy woman pinched Chen Jin’s waist.
Lin Zhiyi’s eyes widened, too afraid to move.
"President Yu, it seems even the bodyguards have changed tastes recently."
President Yu coughed, feeling somewhat uncomfortable at the thought that Chen Jin was Gong Chen’s assistant.
"Haha, sometimes it’s good to change things up a bit. Come, let’s have a drink and I’ll introduce you to a new boy band member who’s very handsome. Your film lacks a character, right?"
The wealthy woman refused the wine glass: "I’m currently taking care of my body and have quit drinking. My taste has dulled; I don’t like flashy ones, solid men are the best."
As she spoke, she touched Chen Jin’s arm and moved upwards.
"Come, have a drink with me."
Seeing she was about to touch Chen Jin’s injury.
Lin Zhiyi was about to rush out to create a scene when a hand rested on Chen Jin’s shoulder.
Zhou Zhao emerged from behind, pulling off his sunglasses.
"I’ll drink with you, he’s new here, if he gets drunk, it’ll break the rules and he won’t be able to do this job."
Zhou Zhao took the wine glass and drank it down. His long neck, moving throat, was both handsome and wild.
The wealthy woman smiled: "Handsome, straightforward."
As she spoke, her hand slapped Zhou Zhao’s... butt.
Seeing this, Lin Zhiyi picked up the nearby wine glass, ready to pretend to bump into her.
Suddenly, a waiter rushed in.
"President Yu, Fourth Master is here."
"Oh, even Fourth Master was called." President Yu sneered, slowly standing up, "Since he’s here, let’s welcome Fourth Master. Others who don’t need to be here should leave."
Chen Jin and Zhou Zhao also mingled among the bodyguards to exit.
Receiving the signal, Lin Zhiyi quickly returned to the staff group and headed towards the exit.
Unexpectedly, the leader changed direction and walked straight towards Gong Yao.
Lin Zhiyi clutched her sleeve nervously; she wore a wig and had applied foundation a shade yellower than usual.
Blending into the crowd, she looked like a sleep-deprived office worker.
But Gong Yao still alertly glanced up at them.
As his gaze approached Lin Zhiyi inch by inch, his phone rang.
Gong Yao turned to take the call.
"Dad..."
Lin Zhiyi quickly sped up, walking past him.
"I know."
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