Top-notch Urban Evil Cultivator

Wu Lanlan sat next to Zhao Zishu.

But his eyes kept glancing towards Yun Rutian.

She leaned close to Zhao Zishu's ear, her voice extremely low, but the excitement in her tone was impossible to hide:

"Zishu, it's him! It's that rich kid, the one who set out the candles the other day?"

Zhao Zishu gently patted her hand.

"He's just a colleague of ours, don't overthink it."

Wu Lanlan looked at her, then at Yun Rutian.

His gaze darted back and forth between the two of them a few times.

No wonder!

She suddenly realized.

So, it turns out he was the one who caused all of this today!

Those posters, those flower baskets, those red carpets—they were all his work.

That makes sense!

However, there was something she didn't understand.

He did all these high-profile things.

Why hide yourself?

Wearing both a mask and a hat!

The next moment, she suddenly realized, and a maternal smile appeared on her face, her eyes curving into crescent moons:

"I understand! Love is...restraint?"

Zhao Zishu: ...

What do you know? You know.

Lin Xuan leaned back in his chair, watching the amusing scene unfold before him, and couldn't help but chuckle.

This time, at least it's not about me.

In the past, I was always the one being watched in these kinds of situations.

Now I can finally sit on the sidelines and watch the show.

It turns out that being an observer is so satisfying!

"Master, I can't take it anymore!"

Yun Rutian sat beside him, oblivious to Wu Lanlan's mutterings, her mind preoccupied with Cui Xing from earlier.

He spoke in an annoyed tone:

"That bastard Cui Xing, is it?! I'll bankrupt his family tonight! I'll teach him a lesson he won't forget!"

As he spoke, he reached for his phone to make a call.

Lin Xuan reached out to stop him:

"Young Master Yun, isn't this a bit much? It's just a small matter between young people. There's no need to be so ruthless. Besides, you bankrupted the Cui family by relying on your family's influence. Don't you think it's more satisfying to make them bow down through your own efforts?"

Yun Rutian paused for a moment, his hands stopped moving, and he seemed to be deep in thought.

That makes sense.

He nodded.

"Then I'll go over there and take him down!"

As he spoke, he turned to leave, his sleeves rolled up.

Lin Xuan didn't stop him, and just watched him.

Yun Rutian took two steps, his pace slowing down, and stopped again at the door of the room.

He stood at the door for a few seconds, then turned around and walked back.

"Why aren't you going?"

Yun Rutian scratched his head, somewhat embarrassed:

Fighting is bad.

Lin Xuan: ...

Awesome.

Your high level of awareness, Young Master Yun, is truly remarkable!

.

This was just a minor incident.

Soon, a variety of delicious foods were served, and waiters filed in.

Each person held an exquisite plate in their hand.

A large table was filled with a dazzling array of dishes.

After everyone was seated, Zhou Yu, at Lin Xuan's suggestion, took the seat of honor.

She was dressed in a smart business suit, her hair was neatly tied up, and she sat upright, exuding the air of a special assistant.

"Please make yourselves at home. Add whatever you'd like to eat, don't be shy."

Zhou Yu said a few words briefly.

Everyone then started eating with great enthusiasm.

Chopsticks flew across the table, plates were emptied, and everyone ate with their mouths full of oil.

Zhou Yuansheng devoured half an Australian lobster by himself, while Wu Lanlan spent five minutes taking pictures of a plate of bird's nest.

"Mr. Zhou, you're so young, and you've already become Mr. An's special assistant! That's amazing!"

At the dinner table, a girl asked a question, her eyes full of envy.

Zhou Yu glanced at Lin Xuan, and seeing him nod slightly, he smiled and said:

"I have always been Mr. An's secretary, both before and now. I have been with Mr. An for many years."

"President An? The former head of the An Group...?"

"Say less!"

Someone nearby quickly reminded her and nudged her with their elbow.

Zhou Yu smiled and put down his chopsticks:

"I know that everyone has heard many rumors about President An before."

"But as you may have heard, the An Group's flagship department, the First Marketing Department, has all resigned and come to the current Lin An Group. I won't go into details, you'll find out more later."

Her words were clever; they neither directly addressed An Lan's situation nor failed to highlight the First Marketing Department's choice, implying An Lan's character and abilities.

Everyone here is intelligent, so they will naturally understand.

Lin Xuan nodded secretly.

That girl is smart!

No wonder she's the secretary An Lan values.

"By the way, Mr. Zhou, why is our company called Lin'an Group? Lin...An?"

Zhou Yuansheng suddenly asked a question, his mouth still full of a piece of fish, his words muffled.

"yes!"

A group of people echoed this sentiment, all turning their gazes towards Zhou Yu.

They had wanted to ask this question for a long time, but they had never been too embarrassed to ask it.

"Lin'an Group..."

She didn't look at Lin Xuan, but just smiled mysteriously.

"You'll find out later..."

Lin Xuan nudged Yun Rutian beside him and lowered his voice:

"Let's get creative, have some drinks, and relax a bit."

"Okay, sure!"

Yun Rutian understood, picked up his wine glass, stood up, and smiled broadly:

"Come on, everyone, new colleagues, let me toast you all! We'll all be working for the same company from now on, so let's look out for each other!"

"Great!" Everyone raised their glasses, and the atmosphere warmed up again.

After a few rounds of drinks, the atmosphere became completely lively.

Since they were all young people, and after having a few drinks, they quickly became acquainted.

More than an hour later.

Everyone was chatting happily.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open.

Cui Xing walked in, holding a wine bottle in one hand and a wine glass in the other, his face flushed.

His white suit was wrinkled and his tie was crooked, clearly indicating that he had drunk quite a bit.

He leaned against the door frame, his eyes unfocused, and scanned the private room before finally settling on Zhao Zishu.

"Zishu, I'm here!"

He laughed and spoke loudly, his voice both loud and shrill.

The once lively room instantly fell silent.

Everyone stopped eating and turned to look at the door.

Zhou Yu glanced at Lin Xuan beside him and whispered:

"Do you want me...?"

She made a phone call gesture.

Lin Xuan shook his head, a smile playing on his lips:

"Just watch the show."

Zhou Yu nodded and sat down again.

Zhao Zishu, who was chatting with Wu Lanlan, turned pale when he saw Cui Xing.

She took a deep breath, about to speak.

Yun Rutian, who was standing not far away, had already stood up.

He walked up to Cui Xing and slowly blocked his way.

"Zishu said you're not welcome here, didn't you hear?"

Yun Rutian spoke softly, his voice not loud, but it was exceptionally clear in the quiet private room.

Cui Xing narrowed his eyes, looked him up and down, and sneered:

"How dare you call me Zishu?"

"Get out of my way!"

"I gave Zishu face, and you've taken advantage of it, haven't you?!"

"You clown, still trying to act tough in front of me? You really think I filmed you just now?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his arm and exerted force forward.

He wanted to push Yun Rutian away.