My Super Beautiful Lady Boss-Chapter 700 - 687: Special Guest

Su Xuan had initially gone to help with the opening of Datang Restaurant, but when he encountered Tang Fengyun cooking there, the food was so delicious that he ate a bit too much and didn’t feel great in the stomach. That’s why he decided to walk to his afternoon job at Dasanyuan.

Walking could aid digestion, but he hadn’t expected that on his way, passing by a park, he would find an old practitioner practicing his punches. After striking up a conversation and exchanging a few moves, the old man became excited and befriended Su Xuan.

The old man had hoped to spar with Su Xuan again when they had a chance because Su Xuan was the first person he had met in Qiutian City who knew Xingyi Fist, and the old man also practiced it. So their meeting seemed like fate.

After learning that Su Xuan was a salaryman, the old practitioner invited him to attend a high-profile business gathering that evening to broaden his horizons. He handed Su Xuan a business card, saying that when he went there in the afternoon, he just needed to show this assistant’s card and call him, and someone would naturally let Su Xuan in.

"Okay."

Su Xuan was happy to take the old man’s assistant’s card. Since he had no plans for the evening, it wouldn’t hurt to see how the upper society of Qiutian City entertained themselves. He might as well enjoy it when he returned to Qingshan City, especially since Su Xuan was the president of Fenghua Group. The company was left in the hands of Chen Wanqing to manage, and hopefully, nothing had gone wrong by now. It seemed that he needed to make a trip back there, Su Xuan had many lady friends in Qingshan City, but he wasn’t sure if they had forgotten him.

Walking to Dasanyuan, it turned out the food in his stomach had mostly digested, probably sped up by the exchange of moves with the old man.

At Dasanyuan, naturally, someone came out to introduce Su Xuan to his job responsibilities, which were quite similar to his previous role at Wang Fangqian’s gambling den— he was there to keep order. Su Xuan didn’t need to lift a finger against the minor troublemakers, making the job quite relaxing.

With nothing better to do, Su Xuan dropped by Yun Zhonghu’s office, but unexpectedly found her in a meeting with a middle-aged man. Su Xuan didn’t go in, and by the time he came around a second time, the man had left.

Come to think of it, it was only after he saw the man leave that Su Xuan went inside.

"What’s up?"

Yun Zhonghu was sitting in a swivel chair, spinning it gently, her expressions fluid, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

"I wanted to discuss with you a strategy to deal with Wang Fangqian, what do you think?"

"How else can I see it? He’s already my sworn enemy. If you have any good plans, feel free to suggest them, and I might consider adopting them."

Yun Zhonghu was truly lazy, it seemed she hadn’t really been motivated to take on Wang Fangqian.

"Would you like to take control of Qiutian City’s underground gambling rings?"

Su Xuan suddenly asked.

Yun Zhonghu then looked up, gazing into Su Xuan’s eyes, and asked, "Do you have a good plan? If you can make this happen, I’ll agree to one condition from you, as long as it’s nothing too outrageous."

"That condition includes..." Su Xuan stopped mid-sentence, of course referring to Yun Zhonghu herself.

"You mean me, don’t you? You can’t possibly want to sleep with me, can you? You’re younger than me. If you sleep with me, you’re at a loss. Think about it carefully."

Yun Zhonghu blinked seductively, almost melting Su Xuan on the spot. Today, Yun Zhonghu wore leather pants, and overall, her body was very well-proportioned, with curves and contours in all the right places, and a touch that was irresistibly voluptuous.

"Okay, if you can help me take over all of Wang Fangqian’s underground gambling rings in Qiutian City, I’ll grant your wish. How about that?"

"It’s a deal."

Su Xuan said with a grin before heading out. Now Su Xuan was filled with endless anticipation for Yun Zhonghu’s bewitching face and body. Perhaps it was the natural allure she possessed, but Yun Zhonghu always managed to tease him inadvertently, rendering him helpless.

With nothing else to do in the afternoon, Su Xuan spent the whole time in the gambling den playing Fight the Landlord on his phone—a truly mind-numbing affair.

Finally, after enduring a long day at work, Su Xuan finally understood what being a salaryman felt like—so terribly boring.

At six o’clock, Su Xuan called the old practitioner’s assistant he had met on the way to work that afternoon, and in less than ten minutes, a black Cayenne pulled up to him.

Sitting in the back, Su Xuan was surprised to find Ma Xingkong also there. Dressed differently from when Su Xuan had met him earlier that afternoon—in plain clothes—now, Ma Xingkong was attired in what must have been custom-made outfits from abroad. While wealthy people dressed in luxury brands could come off as nouveau riche, the real tycoons had their own designers tailor clothes specifically for them.

"Boss, all the invited guests have arrived."

"Mhm, got it."

Ma Xingkong half-closed his eyes in the backseat, conserving energy.

The car quickly reached its destination. What was billed as a gathering could better be described as a large-scale dinner. Just a few days prior, Su Xuan had attended a banquet at Wang Fangqian’s place meant for the gambling den staff, which was just passable.

But this was different. The attendees were all heavy hitters in the business world, each worth billions.

"Su Xuan, go ahead and enjoy yourself. When you’ve had enough, you can find my assistant, and he will naturally take you home."

"Sure, thank you."

"Alright, and don’t wander off too far. Later on, I might even introduce you to some people, you know. It’s too hard to be a salaryman; better to start your own business. I know a few people savvy in entrepreneurship; hanging with them will guarantee a fast track to becoming a small business owner."

"Got it."

Su Xuan replied earnestly, clearly seeing that this time Ma Xingkong had truly put his heart into it, genuinely hoping that Su Xuan would do well.

There were refreshments circulating around, and Su Xuan found a place to sit down, drinking red wine and tasting the snacks. He hadn’t really attended any business gatherings in Qingshan City before, and it seemed that getting to know more bosses wouldn’t do him any harm.

Right in front was the performance stage, where a show was ongoing, with melodious music playing, and dancers moving gently to the rhythm.

Just then, a figure appeared in Su Xuan’s field of vision, none other than Wang Fangqian. How could he also be here? Perhaps he was invited by Ma Xingkong.

Su Xuan frowned upon seeing Wang Fangqian; he had irreconcilable conflicts with the man. However, now was not the time to take action, so Su Xuan turned his face away, not wanting to see that unlucky presence.

"Why are you here?"

Someone patted Su Xuan’s back, and he quickly turned around, hearing it was a woman’s voice; Su Xuan wasn’t concerned it was Wang Fangqian.

"It’s you," Su Xuan expressed surprise as well. The person who bumped into him turned out to be Ma Yizhu, the female CEO of Tianma Group. Last time, under the Tianma Group building, he even pretended to be her boyfriend, successfully driving Wang Fangqian away, but it also brought a series of troubles to Su Xuan.

If Wang Fangqian had not sent Qiuyue to assassinate Su Xuan, then perhaps Su Xuan, Li Yuanyuan, and Qiuyue would not have been poisoned; they might not have had to go to Mount Everest, nor would those events have unfolded there; possibly, Su Xuan’s life would have been much calmer.

"A blessing in disguise," but from this, Su Xuan also gained a series of opportunities, including meeting Song Shuangshuang of the Song Family on Mount Everest, and finding the Heavenly Mountain Snow Lotus to cure everyone’s poison.

Su Xuan was knocked off the Ice Cliff by Jing Gangzhi’s punch, saved by the Snow Wolf Huang Guan, and luckily found the Snow Lotus Cave. Trapped in the Snow Lotus Cave, hungry and thirsty, he consumed twenty-two whole Heavenly Mountain Snow Lotuses in one go, leapfrogging his Cultivation from the third layer of Dark Strength to the First Layer of Ancestor Returning—these were all fond memories.

"Are you okay? Are you feeling unwell?"

Ma Yizhu noticed Su Xuan seemed a bit out of it and hurriedly brought him back from his reverie.

Su Xuan looked at Ma Yizhu again, the ice-cold CEO, whose face rarely bore a smile even when speaking. Tonight, she wore a floor-length gown, her snow-white neck exposed, and a golden necklace that shone brightly, adorned with transparent diamonds.

"I was invited," Su Xuan said openly.

"Oh, I see," Ma Yizhu replied, simply nodding rather than probing further.

"Thank you for what happened last time, I didn’t get the chance to thank you before you left," Ma Yizhu said with a slight smile, which was truly beautiful.

"It’s nothing. Standing up to injustice with a shout, right? That Wang Fangqian is not dependable; not being his girlfriend was the right choice," Su Xuan took this opportunity to smear Wang Fangqian, truly seeing him as scum of the earth, repeatedly causing trouble at the Datang Restaurant. Su Xuan really wanted to take him down himself.

"Alright, thanks for the warning, I’ll keep that in mind. You enjoy yourself, I’ll go over there and take a look," Ma Yizhu said and gracefully walked away. Su Xuan watched her, her back as pale as snow, and then her plump, elastic buttocks—he swallowed, admiring the strikingly aloof beauty.

The gathering was attended by several hundred people, all prominent figures in Qiutian City. Su Xuan really didn’t know many of them. Since he didn’t recognize anyone, he could just sit and enjoy the dance and music, with fine wine and beautiful women around, that was enough. After all, Su Xuan was free with nothing to do anyway.

"Heh, kid, you’re here too," someone chuckled.

Su Xuan had been sitting down, watching the song and dance performance, and yet he was discovered by Wang Fangqian.

In such an important setting, Su Xuan couldn’t be bothered to argue with him; he just turned his head away.

"Kid, tell me, how did you get in? Did you sneak in? Can you show your invitation?" Wang Fangqian boasted, knowing that in such an event, he couldn’t do anything to Su Xuan.

The last two times Wang Fangqian sent people after Su Xuan, he dealt with them and sent them packing. So frustrated, Wang Fangqian cursed his employees as useless, angry that they couldn’t even handle one living person.

Looking for iron filings and finding none, then obtaining them effortlessly—what a pity, what a pity that he couldn’t do anything to Su Xuan here. But he could still mock him heartily. How could someone like Su Xuan, so impoverished, come to such an evening gala? He remembered the last time he saw Su Xuan at the Tianma Group building, driving a rundown Santana. How could such a person be attending this gala?

Su Xuan lifted his head, staring coldly at him, and Wang Fangqian couldn’t help but shiver, feeling the temperature around him plummet suddenly.

"Do you know Linlin?" asked Su Xuan.

"Linlin? Of course, I know her. She’s the fiancée my family arranged for me. What about it? Are you jealous because you don’t have one? How could you, so poor, have a beauty like her? You’re totally unworthy!"

Su Xuan really wanted to tell him that he’d been with her, that she was good in bed and moist, but this was a formal occasion, and Su Xuan still paid attention to his words, speaking elegantly, maintaining a gentle demeanor, and acting dignified.

"I can’t be bothered to explain to you," said Su Xuan, making Wang Fangqian’s blood boil again with anger. Su Xuan actually said he couldn’t be bothered to explain—that was total disregard for him.