One hour later, Kelly Hotel.
A fiery red Ferrari slowly came to a stop, and Qiu Qianyu and Wang Shao Yi got out of the car, with Jiang Chuan silently following them out from the Ferrari as well.
As the only five-star hotel in Yanbei City, Kelly Hotel is luxuriously decorated, resembling a royal palace. It primarily serves the city’s elite, marking dining here as a symbol of status.
They entered the hotel, took the elevator straight to the sixth floor, and arrived at a VIP private room.
Inside the private room, three middle-aged men were seated, each dressed in suits, their shoes polished to a shine, clearly successful individuals.
Upon seeing Qiu Qianyu and Wang Shao Yi, the three men all stood up, warmly greeted them with smiles, and exchanged pleasantries.
“Young Master Wang, President Qiu, you two are late.” A slightly chubby man said with a warm smile.
“Yes, yes, please don’t blame us, gentlemen.” Wang Shao Yi replied with a smile.
Then they all took their seats, Jiang Chuan stood silently aside without saying a word, yet his eyes were subtly scanning the three men. He had clearly seen earlier how the three men’s eyes lit up upon seeing Qiu Qianyu, their gaze lingering, filled with greed.
Like a cat spotting a fish.
After some small talk, they got to the main topic.
Qiu Qianyu paused and said, “Our visit today is mainly for our Qianyu Group’s venture capital. Our Qianyu Group…”
“No rush, no rush.”
Before Qiu Qianyu could finish, Zhao Weide quickly waved his hand and said with a smile, “It’s already noon. We can talk about the investment after we finish eating.”
Qiu Qianyu frowned slightly but said nothing. She had no choice but to lower her head as her Qianyu Group was facing an economic crisis. Without a capital injection, it was on the brink of bankruptcy.
Zhao Weide instructed the waiter to serve the dishes, his gaze constantly lingering on Qiu Qianyu’s body, a lecherous smile at the corner of his mouth.
The meal was served and everyone began to eat.
“President Qiu, I toast to you.” Zhao Weide raised his glass and said with a smile.
“President Qiu, I toast to you too.”
“…”
Immediately, the five people at the table raised their glasses one after another.
After a few rounds of drinks.
Qiu Qianyu was slightly tipsy, her usually cold face now carried a tint of rosy red, her eyes a bit dazed.


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