Eight years have passed, he's still going strong, but his girlfriend is having a mental breakdo

After leaving Jiangcheng Building, it was dinnertime.

Zhao Hongan took Xu Yinuo to the Four Seasons Hotel for dinner.

I messaged Wen Ning to book the Jinsha Hall, and as usual, I sent him a 10,000 yuan red envelope afterwards.

After receiving it, Wen Ning replied with a thank you message and added an emoji.

This time, Wen Ning's favorability only increased by 1 point.

Seeing this, Zhao Hongan knew that Wen Ning was getting a bit tired of this method and his threshold was rising.

If I give Wen Ning another 10,000 yuan tip, I'm afraid I'll only get 100,000 yuan back, and I won't be able to increase his favorability.

If you want to increase Wen Ning's favorability, you'll have to find another way.

Zhao Hongan hailed a taxi and headed straight for the Four Seasons Hotel.

The receptionist led the way, and Xu Yinuo took Zhao Hongan's arm as they walked inside.

The Jinsha Hall features a nine-meter-high dome and 270-degree panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows, which made Xu Yinuo's eyes light up.

She had come across this place on Douyin before and dreamed that when she had money in the future, she could come here to broaden her horizons.

I never imagined that I'd be having a simple meal here now.

Lunch at the Ziwei Hall of the West Lake State Guesthouse, afternoon shopping spree at Chanel, and now dressed in all luxury brands at the Sands Hall of the Four Seasons Hotel…

This is practically the life of a socialite.

Xu Yinuo felt dazed, as if she were dreaming.

Indeed, if you want to live a good life, you need a powerful backer.

"what?"

As Zhao Hongan walked down the corridor, the door to the private room next to him suddenly opened, and a woman came out.

The moment the door closed, the woman bent over, covered her mouth, and gagged, the smell of alcohol filling the air.

The woman looked up, glanced at Zhao Hongan, and paused slightly in surprise.

"Uncle Zhao?"

This woman, dressed in a women's suit, was tall with long legs, had a beautiful face, and exuded a mature charm.

It was Yang Qian.

Zhao Hongan's current style of dress is so different from before, and even his figure has changed, so much so that Yang Qian almost didn't recognize him at first glance.

Yang Qian took a breath and saw Xu Yinuo standing very close to Zhao Hongan, supporting Zhao Hongan's arm. Her pretty face immediately darkened.

Which room are you in?

"Jinsha Hall Yunxi"

Yang Qian frowned.

"I know you have money, but that's not how you spend it... Never mind. You go ahead. I'll come find you in a bit."

Yang Qian had long wanted to have a good talk with Uncle Zhao.

But she's been having some business troubles lately and has been too busy to pay attention.

Since they've met here today, Yang Qian felt she couldn't delay any longer and decided to have a chat.

After she finished speaking, she felt a surge of alcohol rising in her head, waved to Zhao Hongan, and quickly walked away.

"Hey... hi."

Zhao Hongan raised his hand to try and stop Yang Qian, but Yang Qian had already walked away.

"Brother Chuan, I haven't caused you any trouble, have I?" Xu Yinuo asked timidly.

The woman's intuition told her that the relationship between that woman and Brother Chuan was unusual.

Xu Yinuo felt that her relationship with Brother Chuan was unclear and she felt a little guilty.

"What trouble could you possibly cause me? This is an employee I used to work for when I owned a restaurant; she's kind of my junior. Don't overthink it, it has nothing to do with you."

Zhao Hongan led Xu Yinuo into the Yunqi private room and ordered food.

After eating for a while, Yang Qian still hadn't come over.

The more Zhao Hong'an thought about it, the more uneasy he became.

When Yang Qian came out of the private room, Zhao Hong'an saw through the crack in the door that there were several men inside, talking and laughing.

Someone was watching Yang Qian's retreating figure, their eyes gleaming with lust...

I hope nothing bad has happened to Yang Qian.

"You keep eating, I'm going out for a bit."

Zhao Hongan gave Xu Yinuo some instructions, got up and walked towards the private room they had just been in.

As luck would have it, just as Zhao Hongan was about to arrive, two people in front of him staggered along, muttering to themselves as they walked:

"That woman has a good alcohol tolerance."

"She's always been a heavy drinker. Running a hotel for so many years has definitely honed her skills... But don't worry, Mr. Wang, you have this project in your hands today. She'll drink as much as you want, and she'll pass out sooner or later. I've already booked a room here; once she's passed out, I'll help her over..."

"I hope nothing's wrong?"

"What could possibly happen? Unless she doesn't want this project anymore. She's already invested her entire fortune in it. If you don't invest further, Mr. Wang, she'll go bankrupt. She's destined to suffer this loss in silence. I know Yang Qian; she's very concerned about her reputation, and she'll never have the face to say anything."

"That's true. At worst, I'll use a small umbrella, wash it off when I'm done, and leave no evidence. It's all that woman's fault for being so shameless. Otherwise, there wouldn't be any trouble... It's not like I'll lose a piece of flesh, and she's quite good at pretending. You can scare her a bit afterward, and I'll appease her."

"Mr. Wang is indeed more experienced."

"Hahaha."

This wasn't the first time these two had done something like this; they were both quite experienced. After exchanging a few words, they laughed in a rather ambiguous way.

Zhao Hongan's face darkened.

Thank goodness he came.

Otherwise, Yang Qian might really suffer a great loss this time.

The two people in front of them pushed open the door and entered the private room.

Zhao Hongan followed him inside.

Mr. Wang and his companion turned around and glanced back, slightly taken aback.

"Who are you?"

Zhao Hongan did not answer, but instead glanced at the table and spotted Yang Qian.

Yang Qian's pretty face was flushed, and there was already a hint of drunkenness in her eyes.

However, in front of her were three stemmed glasses, all filled with baijiu (Chinese liquor).

Next to it were several bottles of Moutai.

Clearly, someone was still trying to persuade her to drink.

"Uncle Zhao? What brings you here?" Yang Qian was slightly taken aback, her speech a little slurred, and she stood up from her seat, swaying slightly.

"Hey kid, if you can't drink, then drink less. Look, you've had too much again!"

Zhao Hongan walked past President Wang and the other man, heading straight for Yang Qian.

Mr. Wang and his colleague exchanged a glance, their expressions darkening.

They had drunk quite a bit and were somewhat intoxicated, so they were a little careless.

I didn't notice anyone behind me when I was outside.

Those words were probably overheard by that old man surnamed Zhao.

As the saying goes, clothes make the man and a saddle makes the horse.

At this moment, Zhao Hong'an was dressed in Hermès, wearing a white coat and a floral shirt, looking quite flamboyant.

His entire outfit, including his watch... a quick glance would reveal he's worth millions.

Anyone dressed like that is clearly not an ordinary person.

The others at the table no longer dared to underestimate him and stood up to invite Zhao Hongan to sit down.

"There's no need for you to sit."

Zhao Hongan reached out and helped Yang Qian stand up straight.

"You, a girl, drinking like this, aren't you afraid of getting hurt? There are all sorts of weirdos out there these days!"

Zhao Hongan was somewhat angry that Yang Qian was too careless.

The words were clearly a veiled attack.

Mr. Wang and his colleague's faces darkened.

But knowing they were in the wrong and not understanding Zhao Hong'an's identity, they simply pretended not to understand.

The others at the table also knew what Mr. Wang was planning, and now that they saw his elders approaching, they all lowered their heads and remained silent.

Yang Qian felt a warmth in her heart, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up.

Although Uncle Zhao was scolding her, he was clearly protecting her and helping her vent her anger.

It feels so good to be cared for like this.

Yang Qian had unknowingly drunk a bit too much, and by the time she realized it, the situation was already getting out of control.

Yang Qian could naturally see through these people's schemes.

But she needed someone's help, so she couldn't overturn the table and could only feign compliance.

This is the difficulty women face in doing business.

Especially young and beautiful women.

There are always people who want more than just money...

Yang Qian can't just turn on everyone she meets, or she won't be able to do business.

She could only try her best to maintain a proper balance and avoid being taken advantage of.

Today, it seems like things have gone a bit too far.

However, this was also because Yang Qian had secretly sent a message to her boyfriend before the show started, asking him to pick her up.

Because they were confident, they became somewhat careless.

But for some reason, my boyfriend didn't come.

Fortunately, Uncle Zhao arrived.