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In a private room of a luxury club in Beijing.

Mr. Wang Chongwen, the general manager of Tenglong Chamber of Commerce, sat opposite Mr. Li, the general manager of a small company under the Chamber of Commerce.

The maids around him were all shapely and their clothes were barely concealed. They all spoke sweet words and did everything they could to please him.

The two men enjoyed wine and beautiful women while discussing business matters.

Outside the window was the bustling night view of the capital, but inside the private room was a scene of debauchery and lust.

"Mr. Wang! I'd like to toast you!" Mr. Li deliberately lowered his head when clinking glasses.

"Without your support, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to close this deal! I will follow your lead in the future, and I hope you will take good care of me and give me your guidance!"

"No problem!" Mr. Wang said magnanimously, rubbing the thigh of the maid beside him.

"Why is Mr. Wang only taking care of my sister and not even looking at me?" the neglected maid complained coquettishly.

"Yes, yes, don't rush!" Mr. Wang felt the softness rising up, so he held the bowl level and kissed both sides.

The atmosphere was just getting along well when his phone suddenly rang.

He glanced at the caller ID.

It was Liu Qing calling.

Mr. Wang frowned slightly. He wasn't particularly close to Liu Qing, who almost never called him on his own initiative.

Now that you're calling, could it be that something's happened?

Mr. Wang answered the phone with a puzzled look: "Liu Qing?"

A humble voice came from the other end:

"Mr. Wang, it's me. I have a favor to ask of you. Zeng Wentao's company is in some trouble, and he'd like to see you. Do you have time?"

Upon hearing this, Mr. Wang's pupils widened suddenly, a hint of fear appearing in his eyes, and he even sobered up a bit from his drunkenness.

Without much thought, he directly refused: "I'm busy."

Two words, crisp and decisive, leaving no room for negotiation.

Liu Qing wanted to say more, but the call had already been disconnected.

Mr. Li, who was sitting to the side, listened in secret, his face remaining expressionless.

Seeing that Mr. Wang hung up the phone decisively, a hint of curiosity appeared on his face, and he couldn't help but ask:

"Mr. Wang, is it about Zeng Wentao? Hasn't he been going around asking for favors lately? Would you like to meet with him, Mr. Wang?"

"He's also a member of the Tenglong Chamber of Commerce. According to the rules, member companies facing difficulties can seek help from the chamber's leadership. Why haven't we seen any action from the chamber?"

Mr. Wang didn't respond immediately. He put down his phone, picked up his wine glass, and took a sip to calm himself down.

Curious, Mr. Liu probed, "To be honest, Zeng Wentao also contacted me. But when he got into trouble, I saw that no one else was willing to help, so I felt something was wrong and didn't dare to help rashly."

"After all, what we business people fear most is getting ourselves into trouble."

After regaining his composure, President Wang lowered his voice and said, "You were right not to get involved in Zeng Wentao's matter."

Upon hearing this, General Manager Liu was taken aback and immediately realized there was more to the story, so he lowered his tone and said, "I would like to hear the details."

Mr. Wang dismissed the maids and waited until there was no one else in the private room before saying in a deep voice, "Since you're working for me, I can give you some information. Zeng Wentao's company was targeted by a setup."

"The person who set up this scheme is of very high status. Even the chairman, Nie Yuanqing, has to bow and greet him respectfully."

"Moreover, that person said that anyone who dares to help Zeng Wentao is going against him."

"That's why, no one in the know dared to lend a helping hand."

Mr. Liu was greatly shocked after hearing this.

He initially thought Zeng Wentao was just having cash flow problems, but he never expected there to be such a hidden story behind it. No wonder he had seen Zeng Wentao begging for help everywhere these days, but no one was willing to meet with him.

He couldn't help but press further: "Who is targeting Zeng Wentao?"

Mr. Wang shook his head, signaling him not to ask any more questions: "The reason for this matter is not something that person can be proud of, so I cannot go into details."

"We're all just small fry in the capital. The real big shots are all hiding up there."

"If this matter gets out of control and displeases the important figures, we'll all be in trouble."

He looked at President Liu with a deep gaze and said seriously, "Take my advice, stop being so curious about this matter. Sometimes, knowing more isn't a good thing."

He was afraid that if something happened to General Manager Liu, it would implicate him.

That person was known for being vengeful and vindictive; he was no pushover.

Mr. Liu felt a chill run down his spine, and a fine layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

He then realized that he had asked too many questions and almost committed a major taboo.

He quickly stopped talking, not daring to delve any further.

He raised his glass to Mr. Wang, then changed the subject and started talking about other things.

As he raised his glass, he secretly made a mental note of Zeng Wentao, vowing never to touch him again.

Those who have made a name for themselves in Beijing know that you shouldn't gossip about important figures.

He understood the adage "curiosity killed the cat" better than anyone.

at the same time.

In the top-tier private room of the Jingmao International Hotel.

Nie Qingyuan, president of the Tenglong Chamber of Commerce, sat alone in the reserved private room, waiting.

After receiving Shen Yue's call and learning that the mysterious young master of the Qin family in Jiangnan wanted to see him, his feelings were extremely complicated.

He knew that Qin Zihao wielded immense power, and that he was nothing more than a nobody in Qin's eyes.

The clearer he understood, the more uneasy he became, repeatedly pondering how to deal with the situation later.

Whether this meeting was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity or a hidden abyss of danger, he couldn't quite grasp it.

He became increasingly conflicted.

Nie Qingyuan started from scratch in sales and worked his way up to his current position as chairman.

Over the past decade or so, he has spent countless hours forcing smiles at dinner parties and squeezing through crowds, enduring countless losses and swallowing countless grievances.

He believed he had no shortage of ability and skill, but he had always lacked a mentor who would appreciate his talent.

I wonder if this meeting with Qin Zihao will be the opportunity he has been longing for.

But he was also filled with worry.

If the Qin family is defeated by the Xie family, and I rashly choose to side with them now, will I be purged in the future?

If he loses the bet, he might not be able to save the Tenglong Chamber of Commerce, which he has worked so hard to build.

Nie Qingyuan was caught in a dilemma, his brows furrowed, unable to make a decision for a long time.

He took a deep breath, suppressing his turbulent thoughts, then raised his hand to check his watch, estimating that Qin Zihao should be arriving soon.

Just then, the door to the private room was pushed open.

Qin Zihao led Shen Yue in slowly.

Nie Qingyuan stood up almost instinctively, putting aside his many distracting thoughts, and put on a humble and obsequious smile.

That was the attitude of a subordinate facing a superior, an attitude that had been ingrained in his bones over the years.

He suppressed his unease and cautiously asked respectfully, "Young Master Qin, what brings you to this meeting?"

After Qin Zihao sat down, he only glanced at him briefly before asking, "Zeng Wentao's company is affiliated with your Tenglong Chamber of Commerce, right?"