A miraculous doctor descended from the heavens.

Shi Yurou took out her phone and looked at the caller ID—it was Gu Feng.

She felt both angry and aggrieved. Why did you only call now? Why didn't you call earlier this morning?

"Feed," she answered, her voice tinged with a hint of petulance, leaving Director Sun standing there in the cold.

"Say yes," Gu Feng said bluntly.

"Huh?" Shi Yurou's heart tightened, and she almost blurted out: If I agree to him, I'll have to sleep with someone else tonight. Are you willing to do that?

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it." Gu Feng said and then hung up.

Shi Yurou stared blankly at her phone, unable to come to her senses for a long time.

But she quickly realized: Gu Feng was nearby and knew exactly what was happening in the private room.

Once she understood this, she felt much more at ease.

She couldn't explain why, but she just believed him.

I always felt that there was nothing in this world that he couldn't handle.

This trust came out of nowhere, but it reassured her.

When she turned back, she saw that Director Sun was still waiting for her to nod.

Shi Yurou felt a wave of nausea and really wanted to grab a bottle and smash it over his head.

But she held back.

Now that Gu Feng has arrived, those monkey bastards won't get away with this.

So she smiled and said, "President Sun, your business is my business. Don't worry, I will definitely make Director Zhao satisfied."

Those who know the current affairs are handsome.

President Sun was not surprised by the result.

He had long believed that this world was a game played by those in power.

Loosen your belt a little, and you'll have over ten million in your pocket.

Nowadays, people laugh at poverty but not prostitution. Who would be foolish enough to turn away money that's offered to them?

Even the most noble woman has to spread her legs in the face of real gold and silver.

President Sun laughed, his face crinkling with wrinkles, like a withered chrysanthemum.

On the other end, Qi Bingqing, seeing that Gu Feng had hung up the phone, said with a smile, "Alright, my dear Young Master Feng, you've accepted your loss this time, haven't you?"

Gu Feng looked embarrassed.

The thought of serving her like that made his old face burn with embarrassment.

"Can I go take a shower now?" Qi Bingqing whispered in his ear, her voice soft and sweet.

"Wash, wash, wash! All you do is wash. Are you afraid I'll renege on my promise?" Gu Feng slapped her pert buttocks in an annoyed tone.

"Heh, don't laugh at me, but your sister-in-law is really getting impatient." Qi Bingqing laughed.

Gu Feng shuddered and quickly looked away: "Let's take care of business first. After that, I'll do whatever you want."

"Really?" Qi Bingqing's eyes lit up instantly, as if she wanted to devour him whole.

Once a woman gets her act together, she can be truly terrifying.

Gu Feng smiled wryly: "Stop joking. Go get me a waiter's uniform."

"Anything else?" Qi Bingqing asked.

"Do you still have that medicine you wanted to give me last time?"

"That's all." Qi Bingqing shook her head, then rolled her eyes at him. "Do you think I do this kind of thing all the time?"

"Oh." Gu Feng was a little disappointed.

"However, I have another one here. The effects are similar, and a little bit is enough for both men and women... You'll lose all consciousness and feel a burning sensation. Do you want to try it?" Qi Bingqing smiled like a fairy.

"..." Gu Feng's lips twitched. He still says they're unprofessional? This is clearly a case of having all the necessary props!

When Zhao Riwei came out of the restroom, he was already a little drunk. But when he saw the "OK" sign that Director Sun gave him, his eyes lit up and turned as red as a wild beast's.

He plopped down next to Shi Yurou, sitting very close.

Shi Yurou subtly shifted her position, smiling sweetly and charmingly: "Director Zhao, it's still early. Let's have some more drinks, sing a few songs, dance a few dances, and then..."

"Then," she didn't say, but gave her a shy, hesitant look.

Director Zhao's mind went blank on the spot, and he felt as if this noble and aloof woman had already become his prey!

"Alright, whatever Miss Shi says. Let's play a little longer, then go out for a late-night snack. Tonight, it's all on... Old Sun's tab!" Director Zhao laughed heartily.

"Director Zhao, you've been too kind to me." Bank Manager Sun feigned concern, but couldn't hide the joy in his eyes. Director Zhao's words were a signal—if he was satisfied with the arrangements for tonight, then his request was secure.

"Come on, bring on the drinks! Let's get some foreign stuff, Remy Martin! That's strong. It's rare for Old Sun to splurge, so everyone, don't hold back!" Director Zhao said generously, taking advantage of others' money.

"Hmm?" Everyone looked at her.

"I want to pack it all up," Xu Yan said, suppressing a laugh.

"Haha—" Everyone burst into laughter again.

A short while later, the waiter brought over the Rémy Martin.

When Shi Yurou and Xu Yan saw the waiter's face, they almost cried out on the spot—wasn't that Gu Feng?

Gu Feng, however, acted as if he didn't recognize them at all, and said in a formal tone, "Good evening, sir and madam. This is the Remy Martin you ordered. Shall we open it now?"

"Open it." Director Zhao waved his hand.

At a dinner table, there's always a main character.

Sometimes you can't tell at first, but like pregnancy, it can't be hidden and will eventually show.

Gu Feng, acting as a waiter, did a pretty good job. He bowed and scraped as he changed glasses, added ice, and poured drinks for the four of them, filling each glass to about eight-tenths full. Then he put down the bottle and said, "Enjoy your meal, everyone, and have a good time."

After saying that, he turned and left. As he closed the door, his gaze seemed to casually sweep over the two women, then he glanced at the Remy Martin on the table, a knowing smile playing on his lips.

The two women immediately understood, and their hearts skipped a beat at the same time—there was something wrong with the wine.