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The banquet hall on the top floor was magnificent, with a huge crystal chandelier illuminating the entire hall as bright as day.

More than a hundred round tables covered with red velvet tablecloths were neatly arranged, creating an extremely grand scene. Almost all the prominent business figures and political dignitaries of Hanju were present. Waiters carried trays among the tables, bringing fine wines and delicacies in a continuous stream, and the air was filled with the aroma of high-end perfumes and rich wines.

At the very front of the hall, in an area slightly separated by a screen, was the main table. Those seated here were undoubtedly the most important figures at tonight's banquet.

When Jiang Ye followed Lei Heng over, several people were already seated at the main table.

After exchanging greetings and toasts with several key leaders, the provincial leaders left.

In such situations, leaders won't stay for too long.

It's already a big favor that they stayed.

Jiang Ye had completed his task and sat down to eat.

.......

Midway through the banquet, the toasting ceremony began.

This is almost an unspoken rule in the domestic business world. The main table is like a pilgrimage site, and the guests at the other hundred or so tables line up one by one, holding their wine glasses, to offer a toast, according to the size of their companies and their status.

The queue was very long, and everyone had a fawning and obsequious smile on their face.

Shen Qinghan and Gu Ziming were also in this team.

At this moment, Shen Qinghan's eyes revealed an undisguised anxiety.

During the closed-door meeting just now, her PPT presentation was a complete disaster. Not only did it fail to impress Lei Heng, but it was also overshadowed by Xia Yu's proposal, making it seem utterly worthless.

Shen's Group's cash flow is already stretched to the limit. If it can't secure the Yunding Town project or attract investment from Kunlun Capital, things will really be very difficult going forward.

"Qinghan, don't worry too much." Gu Ziming stood beside her, holding a wine glass, and comforted her in a low voice, "The meeting just now was just a formality. The real business deals are made over drinks. When we toast later, make sure to get on Mr. Lei's good side. After all, our Shen Group has deep roots in Hanzhou. What is Xia Yu's Blue Ocean Group? Mr. Lei is a smart man; he'll know what to choose."

Shen Qinghan took a deep breath and nodded with difficulty: "I hope so."

The line moved slowly forward, and finally it was their turn.

Shen Qinghan put on an impeccable professional smile, held a wine glass, and walked gracefully to Lei Heng.

"Mr. Lei, hello. I am Shen Qinghan from Shen's Group. This is Gu Ziming, the head of our company's investment department." Shen Qinghan bowed slightly, adopting a very humble posture.

Lei Heng was talking to a big shot next to him when he heard the voice and turned to look at Shen Qinghan.

His gaze was calm and expressionless; he simply nodded slightly.

Shen Qinghan raised his glass, his voice soft yet clear: "President Lei, this glass is to you, to welcome Kunlun Capital to Hanzhou. Actually, our Shen Group has always greatly admired Kunlun Capital's strength. Regarding that overseas project in the US, our Shen Group had made full preparations, but unfortunately, Kunlun Capital suddenly withdrew its investment, which we greatly regret."

She paused, observed Lei Heng's expression, and continued, "However, since the past is the past, we value the future more. Regarding the development and construction of Cloudtop Town, our Shen Group has rich local experience and resources. We very much hope to cooperate with Kunlun Capital. After all, we have had some contact and cooperation with them on projects in the US before."

Shen Qinghan's words were quite skillful. She deliberately brought up the overseas projects in the United States to try to get closer to Kunlun Capital and imply that the two sides were not strangers but had a "connection".

However, she had no idea that the M country project was actually paved for her by Jiang Ye secretly using the resources of Kunlun Capital in order to help her.

Later, Kunlun Capital withdrew its investment because she insisted on divorcing Jiang Ye, and Jiang Ye stopped it out of despair.

When Lei Heng heard Shen Qinghan mention the M country project, he couldn't help but smile inwardly.

This woman is pathetically stupid.

They've swept the real God of Wealth out the door, and now they dare to try and get close to him by bringing up projects he used to give alms?

Lei Heng didn't expose him. He simply picked up his wine glass and casually clinked it against Shen Qinghan's glass, producing a crisp sound of glass colliding.

"Mr. Shen, you're too kind. Investment is a matter of fate and capability. We will consider the Cloud Top Town project comprehensively." Lei Heng's tone was as indifferent as if he were dismissing a salesman. He didn't even take a sip of wine before putting the glass back on the table.

Shen Qinghan's smile froze instantly. Holding her wine glass, she stood there awkwardly, unsure whether to drink or not.

Seeing this, Gu Ziming felt a little annoyed. He felt that Lei Heng was being too disrespectful, considering that Shen Qinghan was a well-known beautiful CEO in Hanzhou.

The two had no choice but to drink the wine in their glasses and then prepare to leave.

Just then, Gu Ziming's gaze fell on Jiang Ye, who was sitting not far from Lei Heng.

Jiang Ye was wearing disposable gloves and intently peeling a huge Australian lobster. He peeled it skillfully, dipped a piece of whole lobster meat in sauce, and popped it into his mouth, eating with relish, completely ignoring the toasting noises around him.

Gu Ziming's brows furrowed instantly, a hint of disdain and jealousy flashing in his eyes.

He was jealous that Jiang Ye could sit at the head table, while he, a distinguished returned overseas elite, could only wait in line to toast. He was even more contemptuous of Jiang Ye's uncultured eating habits, which he felt lowered the overall class of the banquet.

"President Lei," Gu Ziming suddenly spoke, his voice neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for everyone at the head table to hear. He pointed in Jiang Ye's direction, his tone laced with undisguised sarcasm, "Your company's management is truly...unique. At this high-end business dinner, even a driver is allowed to sit at the head table?"

Upon hearing this, the surrounding air seemed to freeze instantly.

The several bigwigs who had been talking in hushed tones all stopped what they were doing and turned their gazes toward Gu Ziming.

Shen Qinghan's expression also changed drastically. She abruptly pulled Gu Ziming aside and whispered a reprimand, "Ziming, stop talking! Don't cause trouble!"

Gu Ziming, however, disagreed. He saw this as a good opportunity to curry favor with Lei Heng. A big shot like Lei Heng would definitely dislike his subordinates not knowing the rules.

He straightened his back and continued in that condescending tone, "Mr. Lei, I don't mean anything by it. I just feel that in an occasion like today, with provincial and municipal leaders and business elites present, this person..." He glanced at Jiang Ye contemptuously, "From the start of the meal until now, all he's done is eat! He has no manners whatsoever, and shamelessly sits at the head table. If word gets out, it might not be good for Kunlun Capital's image, would it?"

Jiang Ye paused for a moment while peeling the shrimp.

He didn't look up, but simply grabbed a tissue and slowly wiped his hands. His expression remained unchanged, as if the person Gu Ziming was talking about wasn't him at all.

But Lei Heng, sitting next to him, had completely darkened his expression.

Lei Heng's brows furrowed tightly, and a dangerous glint flashed in his eyes.

He slowly stood up, his tall figure exuding an intense sense of oppression.

He didn't look at Shen Qinghan, but stared intently at Gu Ziming, a cold smile curving his lips.

"driver?"

Lei Heng's voice wasn't loud, but it carried a chilling air of authority: "Vice President Gu, if you go blind, I won't mind paying for a new pair of dog eyes."