Rebirth 05: From Coal Mine Owner to Mobile Phone Tycoon

Thinking of this, Zhou Mei's eyes flashed with contempt, revealing disgust and disdain.

"Chairman Wang," Zhou Mei looked up, making no attempt to hide her attitude towards him, "Thank you for the invitation, but I have a script meeting scheduled with a director from Tangren Media next week..."

"A Tang Dynasty person?"

Chairman Wang seemed to have heard a joke, and seeing Zhou Mei's disdainful look, he was not angry at all, but even more excited.

He enjoys conquering women with such allure, watching them shatter their self-esteem and pride, yet they are forced to cooperate with his conquest.

"How much is your TV series worth? Come with me, what kind of drama can't you have? I'll have a top screenwriter tailor-make one for you! Women, don't work so hard, just relax and enjoy your success, haha!"

A shrill laugh erupted, and Wei Min laughed along, while the middle-aged noblewoman who had come with her also laughed.

Just as Chairman Wang's hand was about to pat her shoulder—

"Snapped!"

A crisp cracking sound came from the side.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound.

It was Lu Yuan. At his feet was a shattered champagne glass, the wine stains spreading dark marks on the carpet.

His face remained expressionless; he simply nodded slightly to the rushing waiter and said calmly, "Sorry, my hand slipped."

A trivial little incident.

Chairman Wang glanced at her, chuckled, and immediately turned his attention back to Zhou Mei.

He pulled a room key from his inside suit pocket; it was gold and gleamed under the light.

"I'm staying at the Peninsula Hotel tonight, in a penthouse suite." He handed the room key to Zhou Mei as casually as if he were handing over a business card. "Ms. Zhou, if you've made up your mind, feel free to come over anytime. Let's have a good chat about your 'future'."

Naked, without any cover-up.

Wei Min's eyes lit up, and her breathing quickened. All eyes turned to her, some gloating, some indifferent, some with a hint of anticipation, but none dared to stop her.

Zhou Mei looked at the room key, then slowly reached out her hand, her fingertips trembling.

Chairman Wang's smile widened.

Wei Min breathed a sigh of relief. If this matter succeeded, then if she asked Qu Xue'er for help later, Qu Xue'er would probably lend a hand.

Just as Zhou Mei's fingertips were about to touch the golden room key—

Zhou Mei suddenly withdrew her hand, reached into her bag, and took out an identical room key.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wang," he said, his eyes crinkling with a mocking smile, his tone dripping with sarcasm and disdain.

"I've also been staying at the Peninsula Hotel recently, but I won't be sharing a room with you, no matter who I'm staying with, hmph."

"You, a toad trying to eat swan meat, go back to your penthouse and dream on."

"What did you say?" Chairman Wang's face darkened.

Only then did he realize that he had been tricked.

She said, "You short, fat, and greasy Lai Kebao, who can't even get three hot dishes during the New Year, want to eat swan meat? Go back to your dreams."

"You can have anything in your dreams, even a grand peach feast," Lu Yuan's voice came directly from the side.

Having watched the play to the fullest, Zhou Mei remained as straightforward and genuine as ever.

Lu Yuan was very satisfied; it was his turn to go up in the next battle.

"Why is it the Peach Banquet?" Wang Fei asked from the side, her voice not loud, but everyone could hear her.

Lu Yuan thought to himself, "What a great straight man! If you go to Deyun Club, it will become a sensation at least 5 years earlier than before."

If no one asks, this burden won't be able to unleash its full potential.

"What's the English word for peach?" Lu Yuan asked abruptly.

"Bullshit," Wang Fei replied instinctively.

"Well, if you're just dreaming, then you're just wishful thinking," Lu Yuan said, walking over to Zhou Mei and shielding her behind him.

"Don't be so delusional. It's just a peach feast."

A deathly silence followed, then the people who had come over, led by Wang Fei, couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Laughter is contagious. When one person can't hold back, everyone else gradually follows suit, and the laughter grows louder and louder, attracting the attention of people standing further away.

Chairman Wang's face first turned red, then blue, as if he had been stripped naked in public.

"You... what nonsense are you spouting! Who do you think you are!"

Chairman Wang was furious, his gold teeth gleaming with rage.

Lu Yuan ignored him and instead pulled Zhou Mei over.

He was more than a head taller than Zhou Mei, who was wearing high heels. It was the first time they had been so close in public, and he brought her a refreshing air that was out of place in the banquet hall, like a cedar tree after the rain.

He reached out and took the wine glass directly from Zhou Mei's hand.

Throughout the entire process, Zhou Mei acted like a puppet on a string, showing no resistance whatsoever, and even seemed unable to resist wanting to get close to him, a complete contrast to her body language when facing Chairman Wang earlier.

Lu Yuan raised the glass of red wine to his nose and sniffed it.

"A Shiraz wine from the Barossa Valley in South Australia, deep in color and rich in flavor." Lu Yuan held the glass up to his eyes again, then looked up at Zhou Mei. "You chose this?"

Zhou Mei nodded blankly, wondering why Lu Yuan was so interested in the red wine in her hand.

"Good taste." Lu Yuan put down his cup, a slight smile playing on his lips, drawing everyone's attention.

"Most people in these situations will only order the most expensive or most famous dishes, afraid of feeling inferior or out of place. It's rare to be able to stay true to your own preferences and choices."

Lu Yuan's words were full of sarcasm; he not only insulted the people who were with Chairman Wang, but also praised all those who upheld their principles.

Zhou Mei felt a lump in her throat and hurriedly lowered her eyes to control her emotions.

"You surnamed Lu! Do you have any right to speak here? Since you're not in the entertainment industry, don't meddle in other people's business." Wei Min became hysterical when she saw her hopes were about to be dashed.

Lu Yuan finally turned his gaze to Chairman Wang, Wei Min, and the wealthy woman beside them. His gaze remained calm, yet it caused the clamoring Wei Min to involuntarily freeze for a moment.

Wei Min

Lu Yuan spoke, his voice clear enough for everyone in the room to hear every word clearly.

"You said that the movie Mr. Wang invested in last year had a box office of 600 million. Is that a lot? Is it a remarkable achievement?"

"That's 600 million Chinese yuan. You're a coal seller, have you ever seen that much money in your life?"

Lu Yuansheng felt a sense of absurdity, as if this person did not live in the same era as him, and that this person had a different understanding of the world, or rather, of the mainland.

It feels like it's stuck in the 60s and 70s.

And the others, aren't coal mine owners supposed to be the epitome of someone who's rich and spends money recklessly? Why does this woman make it sound like they've never seen money before?

Is she exceptionally wealthy and looks down on coal mine owners, or is she simply a different species from what people generally perceive?

"A brain is a wonderful thing, it's a pity you don't have one!"

"In that case, let me do the math for you."