Following the direction Shui Xiong pointed, Bai Pojun looked up.
When he caught sight of Shen Yuyan, her grace and elegance unparalleled, her features picturesque, his initially somewhat languid gaze suddenly brightened.
Her black business suit, paired with the tea-colored glasses on Shen Yuyan’s face, added a touch of soft intellectual beauty to her already formidable demeanor as a businesswoman.
Combining her impressive status as a president, Bai Pojun’s heart immediately fluttered, although he had already seen countless beautiful women.
Without waiting for Manager Shui to introduce him, he stood up from his seat, his face adorned with a gentle gentlemanly smile, took a few steps forward, and warmly extended his hand to Shen Yuyan, "Mr. Shen, hello, I’m Bai Pojun. I’m here today at the invitation of Manager Shui to attend this dinner. If we have the chance later, we must definitely exchange a few words."
Hearing Bai Pojun’s words, Shen Yuyan’s heart sank slightly without reason.
Although previously she had guessed that the esteemed guest mentioned by Shui Xiong was very likely Bai Pojun,
when she actually met Bai Pojun himself at that moment, her heart still couldn’t remain calm.
The reputation precedes the person. If Shen Yuyan were to say her heart wasn’t nervous or apprehensive facing Bai Pojun, that would obviously be impossible.
But the situation being what it was, Shen Yuyan had no other choice in that instant.
She could only manage a strained smile, reached out and briefly gripped Bai Pojun’s hand, and then promptly withdrew saying, "Hello, Mr. Bai, I am also honored to meet you."
Bai Pojun seemed to want to say more, but before he could speak, Shen Yuyan had already turned and made her way back to Zhu Fei and Zhao Jing’s side.
This move by Shen Yuyan made a shadow of sullenness flash across Bai Pojun’s eyes.
He narrowed his eyes, a hint of displeasure in his voice, "Manager Shui, what exactly is this about? Didn’t you say you were going to introduce Mr. Shen to me? Did you not make it clear to her?"
Seeing Bai Pojun show signs of anger, Shui Xiong was immediately startled.
At the same time, he couldn’t help but grumble internally. When I invited you initially, you were so reluctant to come, saying you’d seen too many beauties to be interested anymore.
Oh, now, having seen Shen Yuyan, it’s as if you’ve suddenly raised your standards. Clearly, it’s your own misconduct that has led people to dislike you, but you are now blaming me.
Although Shui Xiong thought this, he dared not show it outwardly.
He was well aware that he was merely one of the managers of Royal Jewelry in Huaxia, and in no way could he compare to Bai Pojun, the son of the underground godfather of the entire Northeast, nor dare to offend him.
Thus, in the next moment, Shui Xiong quickly explained,
"Mr. Bai, it’s not that I didn’t make it clear to Mr. Shen. It’s just that she’s not the kind of woman who easily bends to others’ will. You should know, to conquer a woman like her, ordinary methods simply won’t do."
Seeing his words had eased Bai Pojun’s expression, Shui Xiong had a sudden thought and said,
"Mr. Bai, there’s something I forgot to mention earlier. The company of that woman, Shen Yuyan, seems to have sixty percent of its shares in the hands of those from the Sanhe Association."
The Sanhe Association was an underworld force controlled by the Northeast gang.
Bai Pojun suddenly caught the words of Shui Xiong, and a flash of golden light flitted across his eyes, his lips curving into an involuntary smile.
Seeing Bai Pojun’s expression, Shui Xiong sneered inwardly.
He knew that this time, he had truly helped Bai Pojun out. Considering Bai Pojun’s character and methods, it was practically impossible for Shen Yuyan to escape the palm of his hand.
Thinking this, Shui Xiong suddenly stoked the flames once more for Bai Pojun.
He continued in a low voice, addressing Bai Pojun again, "Mr. Bai, there’s also that kid staying close to Shen Yuyan. Keeping him around could be a bit of trouble for us. Do you think we should... maybe take action soon?"
"Hmm, who is this kid? What’s his background?"
Bai Pojun’s gaze flashed as he squinted towards Zhu Fei, who was sitting with Shen Yuyan, nonchalantly sipping tea on his own. An unfounded sense of coldness suddenly surged in his eyes.
"I’m not sure who he is, but since he’s with Shen Yuyan, he probably isn’t of any significance."
Shui Xiong’s eyes twinkled as he continued:
"Besides, it’s not like we’re going to do much to him; just make him leave the private room of his own will. If he refuses to see reason, then we might have to show him a lesson. I presume Mr. Bai doesn’t have reservations about dealing with an ordinary person, right?"
"An ordinary person? Heh."
Bai Pojun was noncommittal, his gaze flicking towards Shui Xiong with a trace of disdain as he silently scoffed to himself.
What a joke, does Shui Xiong really think I, Bai Pojun, am a fool? Thinking I can’t see that he has an issue with that kid? Calling him an ordinary person? He’s just a ’fool’!
Although Bai Pojun thought this, he didn’t truly take Zhu Fei seriously.
As Shui Xiong had said before, even though he vaguely sensed the fluctuations in Zhu Fei’s aura, being the son of the godfather of the Northeast, he certainly wouldn’t fear the other party.
Forget Zhu Fei; even if a real Gang Force Martial Artist were to show up, Bai Pojun might not necessarily be frightened.
With that in mind, Bai Pojun abruptly said to Shui Xiong, "Manager Shui, it’s getting late, let’s have the dishes served quickly."
This time, Bai Pojun spoke without lowering his voice, but in a firm and clear tone.
However, he subtly, without attracting attention, gave Shui Xiong a meaningful look.
Shui Xiong caught on immediately, summoning a waiter to whisper a few instructions. He then took out several bottles of strong liquor from a ready-prepared cabinet, and with a smile, he said to Shen Yuyan:
"Mr. Shen, you said it yourself just before we came in, that you’d offer a drink as an apology to me and Mr. Bai, so I won’t stand on ceremony with you."
With those words, Shui Xiong ignored Shen Yuyan’s slightly changing expression. He promptly poured liquor to the brim into three tall glasses, pushing them in front of Shen Yuyan and jovially said:
"Mr. Shen, please, I believe in your integrity; you’re not someone to go back on your word, right?"
As Shen Yuyan and Zhao Jing eyed the three full glasses of liquor, their faces instantaneously shifted colors.
At this point, if they couldn’t tell that the other party had ill intentions, then they truly would be slow on the uptake.
Aside from that, just the sight of those three full glasses of liquor alone was more than Shen Yuyan’s tolerance for alcohol could bear.
The liquor was about sixty percent alcohol by volume, and each glass contained nearly four liang (about 150 grams), accumulating to over a jin (500 grams) when combined.
Shen Yuyan hadn’t eaten anything yet, and if she really finished these three glasses of liquor, she would definitely collapse from drunkenness right there.