Playboy: Medical and Martial Master-Chapter 200: Attracting the Hatred of Every Man in the Room!

Chapter 200: Chapter 200: Attracting the Hatred of Every Man in the Room!

Shengshi Court, Second Floor.

Sun Zhe walked out of the elevator holding Zhu Yan’s hand, and he couldn’t help but feel a surge of emotion as he looked around. He still remembered that the last time he came to the second floor, it had been filled with entertainment facilities like gambling tables and pool tables. Back then, he had even won one billion from Zhou Chenhao at a gambling table, in addition to Zhou Xiaolong’s eyes!

But this time, those entertainment facilities had long since been cleared out, leaving only a large, exquisitely decorated stage. Chairs were arranged in neat rows before it, and on the stage itself was a giant screen. The screen showed Xie Yunwan, looking as beautiful as a fairy and utterly flawless, holding a facial mask in her hand. Obviously, it was the "Qiaoyan" facial mask she endorsed.

...

"Ah Zhe, let’s go sit in the front row. Stepmom has to go on stage later, so this will be more convenient," Zhu Yan said, suddenly linking her arm through Sun Zhe’s and leading him toward the front.

Sun Zhe asked in surprise, "You’re going on stage to sing too, Stepmom?"

Zhu Yan rolled her eyes at him. "With Xie Yunwan, the diva of the music scene, here, why would I go up and make a fool of myself?" She then added, "But I’m the chief consultant for ’Qiaoyan,’ after all. At an event like this, I definitely have to go up, show my face, and say a few words."

"..."

Before long, the two of them reached the front row. Sun Zhe’s eyes immediately fell on Li Zhishan and Jiang Yushu, who were sitting there, chatting and laughing.

Li Zhishan wore a white formal dress, paired with nude stockings and high heels. Her long hair was pinned up, making her look both sexy and noble. As for Jiang Yushu, she was in the same outfit as before, her beauty and demeanor no less stunning than Li Zhishan’s. However, her beautiful eyes still held a lingering hint of passion; she apparently hadn’t fully recovered from her multiple orgasms in the fourth-floor restroom earlier.

Upon seeing Sun Zhe, both women shot him a suggestive glance.

Li Zhishan suddenly patted her stocking-clad thigh. "Ah Zhe, be a dear and come sit on Sister’s lap."

With a peculiar expression, Sun Zhe held Zhu Yan’s hand and sat down beside Li Zhishan. "I’d better not," he said. "Even if I dared to sit, would you dare to let me?"

Beside them, Jiang Yushu covered her mouth, stifling a laugh as she teased, "I think it’s more like *you* want to ride Ah Zhe’s lap, Zhishan."

Li Zhishan’s pretty face flushed, and she pouted coquettishly, "Jiang Yushu, since when did you get such a dirty mind?"

"..."

Sitting next to Sun Zhe, Zhu Yan simply shook her head and chuckled softly as she listened to their shameless flirting. As for the... situation... between Sun Zhe, Li Zhishan, and Jiang Yushu, she had known about it for a long time.

As time passed, more and more guests gathered below the stage. The neat rows of seats quickly filled up.

Sun Zhe stood up and scanned the room. He noticed that without exception, the men were in suits and ties with stylish haircuts, while the women wore formal dresses and high heels, showing off their legs and cleavage as if afraid someone might not see them. Sun Zhe, in his casual attire, seemed somewhat out of place, like a breath of fresh air in this world of fame and fortune.

However, when the other men saw him sitting in the very front row, squeezed between several supreme goddesses and even laughing and chatting with them, they couldn’t help but grind their teeth in frustration. They all wished they could be the one to take his place! The security guards standing in front of the stage were especially resentful, looking like they wanted to march up there, beat Sun Zhe to death, and snatch the goddesses for themselves!

It was just too damn infuriating! We’re all men here, so what makes him so special?! These days, it’s always feast or famine!

CLICK!

Just as Sun Zhe had single-handedly drawn the ire of every man in the venue, the lights in the entire second-floor hall suddenly went out, plunging the room into a darkness so complete you couldn’t see your hand in front of your face. The crowd erupted into an uproar, and many of the women shrieked in surprise. Then, beautiful music began to play in the pitch-black space. The large screen on stage abruptly lit up, playing a stirring promotional video for the "Qiaoyan" facial mask. Sun Zhe noticed that Zhu Yan even made a few appearances in it.

A moment later, as the promotional video ended, a female host in a sexy cheongsam walked to the center of the stage with a microphone and began her address. The speech was rather formal and dull, and Sun Zhe found himself getting drowsy listening from the audience.

Suddenly, a slender hand reached over, landed on his crotch, and gave it a gentle squeeze.

Startled, Sun Zhe whipped his head toward Li Zhishan and whispered, "There are so many people here. Are you trying to put on a live show?"

Li Zhishan nonchalantly withdrew her hand, then leaned in close, her fragrant lips brushing his ear as she whispered hotly, "Sister has a gift for you later."

"What gift?"

A mysterious look crossed Li Zhishan’s face. "Don’t ask for now. Just be good."

Sun Zhe whispered back, "And how should I be good?"

Li Zhishan thought for a moment. "For starters, you could touch Sister’s breasts. But then, what am I supposed to do? I get soaked just at the sight of your underwear."

Sun Zhe looked frustrated. "And I’d rather be getting you off! Good heavens, woman, look at where we are! Can we please not play so rough in public?"

"Oh... alright, let’s keep it low-key for now. But you’ll have to make it up to Sister properly later."

"We’ll see."

"..."

While they were whispering, the host on stage suddenly announced loudly, "Next, let’s welcome the research and development team for ’Qiaoyan,’ as well as President Li Zhishan of Shanyu Company and her partner, President Jiang Yushu, to the stage! They will extend their sincerest..."

Following the announcement, Zhu Yan, Li Zhishan, and Jiang Yushu stood up and, escorted by several security guards, walked onto the stage from the side.

Just as Sun Zhe had expected, the moment the three women appeared, the entire venue erupted in thunderous applause. The men in the crowd cheered with even greater enthusiasm. As for the other members of the R&D team, their presence was completely overshadowed by the aura of the three goddesses.

Below the stage, Sun Zhe watched with a gentle smile, his eyes full of tenderness as he saw the graceful and composed Zhu Yan speaking into the microphone.

Suddenly, a sweet fragrance wafted toward him. A graceful figure in a white, gauzy dress bent down, holding the edges of her skirt as she approached him.

"Excuse me, handsome, may I sit next to you?"

Hearing the sweet, melodious voice, Sun Zhe tore his gaze from the stage and looked up at the person before him. He was momentarily stunned. "Xie... Xie Yunwan?"

Xie Yunwan quickly brought a finger to her lips in a hushing gesture. She then smoothed her skirt and sat down beside him in the seat Li Zhishan had just vacated.

"Ah Zhe, long time no see."

Sun Zhe chuckled. "It’s been a long time for you, maybe, but I see you all the time. I just have to go for a walk, and your ads are everywhere."

Xie Yunwan stared at him with her bright, clear eyes, not blinking as she asked with a smile, "So, who looks better? Me in person, or me in the ads?"

"You look great in both, of course."

Xie Yunwan let out a soft, playful huff. "That answer’s a bit slick, but I’ll let it pass."

Sun Zhe looked at her exquisite profile and suddenly began to laugh.

"What are you laughing at? Is there something on my face?"

"No, no." Sun Zhe quickly waved his hands and explained with a smile, "I was just thinking about my little sister. If she knew her idol was sitting right next to me, chatting away, I can’t imagine how envious she’d be."

"..."