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"Chen Wuyou! What on earth is going on? Just now, Mr. Shi's assistant contacted me and told us to wait for the door to close! Didn't you say this matter was under control? How did it end up like this?" The anxious voice on the other end of the phone was so urgent that one could hear it clearly even from a distance.
Chen Wuyou had no choice but to hold the phone away from her ear.
From the tone, it seemed this was her classmate. Yang Xiaoyou had always thought it was a male classmate, but hearing the voice now revealed it was a female. Initially, Chen Wuyou had trusted this classmate, but with the current situation unfolding, Yang Xiaoyou felt a flicker of anger.
She could clearly understand Chen Wuyou's predicament and feelings, yet this classmate still made such a choice. Human nature was indeed complex.
"Ya, since I said I would resolve this matter, I will resolve it. I've already contacted Blackwater Security Company," Chen Wuyou said, surprisingly avoiding any strange vocabulary at this moment.
Seeing her serious demeanor combined with her current appearance, Yang Xiaoyou felt a bit odd. It seemed that the sharp-tongued sister had once valued her friendship with that close friend highly. However, the deeper the relationship and trust, the more profound the wound when betrayal occurred.
"If Blackwater Security Company is useful, do you think I would still compromise? Can you bring in Red Dragon? Even if it's Red Dragon's mission, without a certain level of clearance, they won't be able to handle them. Once the contract ends, there will be immediate retaliation! The costs of long-term hiring are simply not worth it! Right now, according to default rules, soothing Mr. Shi is the best choice!" The voice on the other end seemed to distort slightly from agitation, sounding sharp and grating.
Listening silently to the complaints, Chen Wuyou's grip on her phone tightened noticeably, yet she refrained from much rebuttal.
"Where are you right now?" After complaining for a while, the other side's emotions seemed to gradually calm down before asking Chen Wuyou.
Seeing that she had calmed down and then hung up the phone, Yang Xiaoyou scratched her head casually and said, "Your company is rapidly developing thanks to Dream Butterfly, right? Why not just take her and start anew?"
"It's not as simple as you think. Those foolishly naive people... Alright. Let's put off signing and negotiations for now and see what my boss really wants. Someone is treating tonight at Rongda Hotel." Chen Wuyou shot Yang Xiaoyou a look that conveyed disbelief.
However, upon hearing her words, Yang Xiaoyou felt relieved. He had initially worried that this fellow would cling to old ties out of compassion. Now that her rebuttal was merely 'it's not that simple,' it clearly indicated she had already considered this issue.
Perhaps she was feeling very hurt inside right now, but her choices were indeed decisive.
Since that was the case, he naturally didn't mind accompanying her to meet her 'close friend.' It would be best if they could confront each other directly; if any issues arose, he would lend a hand.
Yang Xiaoyou wasn't there to play babysitter. If Chen Wuyou still placed hope in their friendship, he would only ensure her personal safety; he couldn't lift her career setbacks.
However, since she was making choices that suited him well now, he certainly wouldn't mind helping his sharp-tongued sister out.
After driving to Rongda Hotel, the two followed the waiter to the private room indicated by the other party.
The door creaked open, revealing that everyone inside had already arrived.
A woman, though not as striking as Chen Wuyou, possessed a certain charm and appeared somewhat innocent. At that moment, she was laughing with the Scarred Man, who looked to be in his thirties.
On her other side sat a young man exuding a calm demeanor and masculine charm. Judging by their attire, it was clear they were in a romantic relationship. However, one could catch a hint of dissatisfaction in the British Army youth's eyes as he glanced at his girlfriend, though he did not show any signs of anger on his face.
Apart from these three at the main table, two other men dressed in suits sat nearby, their rough edges evident despite their attire. Each of them was accompanied by young women who looked like students, drinking and chatting with them. They all seemed to possess above-average looks, likely students from an Art School or something similar.
As Yang Xiaoyou and the others entered, they immediately drew everyone's attention.
Upon seeing Chen Wuyou's appearance and outfit, one of the fellows present let out a whistle.
"No wonder Mr. Shi can't forget her. Tsk tsk," remarked the Scarred Man, who had been talking to the innocent-looking woman. His eyes flashed with surprise as he looked at Chen Wuyou. He considered himself well-versed in women but had never encountered someone of this caliber before.
His interest in the innocent girl beside him quickly shifted entirely to the stunning beauty before him.
"Come, come, sit here." The man greedily appraised Chen Wuyou from head to toe and gestured for her to take the seat next to him.
"Chen Wuyou, this is Eighth Master. We need him to help persuade Mr. Shi this time; you should raise a glass to him," said the seemingly innocent young woman, signaling for Chen Wuyou to join them.
"Haha, don't worry. Although I might have overstepped a bit, Old Shi will likely still give me some face. But the difficulty level..." Eighth Master chuckled heartily. Initially referring to Mr. Shi formally, he now casually called him Old Shi.
It seemed he wanted to reassure everyone not to worry.
Just as he was about to ponder and build suspense, he suddenly heard munching sounds coming from beside him. Turning his head, he discovered that a fellow who had entered with the beauty had taken the seat he had just offered and was eagerly devouring the food in front of him.
Noticing that Eighth Master was watching him, the fellow—his cheeks stuffed with food—turned around and awkwardly swallowed before smiling sheepishly. "Hehe, thanks! This seat is nice; since you invited me so warmly, I won't be polite."
With that said, he turned back and resumed his battle against the pile of food before him.
Eighth Master stood there momentarily stunned, unsure of what just happened. Although the young man across from him looked quite handsome, Eighth Master certainly wasn't interested in that kind of thing. Had there been some misunderstanding?
Until now, he had never considered the difference in attitudes between the two groups. To him, since the boss had personally invited him, it was only natural that everyone else present was there to please him.
As he was lost in thought, Chen Wuyou sat down across from Yang Xiaoyou and calmly said, "I don't drink."
"Chen Wuyou!" The pure-looking young woman on the other side exclaimed sharply upon seeing Chen Wuyou's demeanor, along with that inexplicably appearing fellow.
However, since Eighth Master was right there, she hesitated to directly question Yang Xiaoyou's identity.
"Alright, Ya, you know Chen Wuyou doesn't drink. Just let it go," said the British man sitting next to the young woman, unable to hold back as he occasionally glanced at Chen Wuyou.
"Shut up! You! You! Cough cough." The originally pure-looking girl now had a twisted expression on her face, completely ruining her previous grace. It seemed she had choked on her words and began coughing uncontrollably.
Observing the situation before him, Yang Xiaoyou, who had been enjoying himself heartily, suddenly understood. It appeared that Chen Wuyou's best friend's boyfriend might be a bit too much, and clearly, her friend wasn't very perceptive either.
It was likely that some arrangements made were a significant factor in this situation.
It is said that those who are not envied are mediocre. Clearly, whether in looks, figure, or capability, Chen Wuyou was quite impressive. Being around such outstanding individuals for a long time would either lead one to willingly play the supporting role or strive to catch up. However, if one could never catch up no matter what, jealousy could easily lead to destructive behavior.
It was evident that the pure-looking girl from a well-off family had chosen the latter option out of unwillingness.
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