Huang Meng leisurely arrived at the hotel and openly threw a party, inviting some bosses and wealthy people. Given the financial crisis, many would inevitably go bankrupt, and his plan was to use a small investment to acquire the assets of bankrupt companies, buying them at rock-bottom prices. His main focus was still the real estate industry; making money required keen insight.

However, very few people attended. Huang Meng was no longer what he used to be; a fallen phoenix was no better than a chicken, and few paid him any attention. Those who did come were mostly wealthy businessmen with relatively modest assets—people Huang Meng used to disdain, people he saw as useless. Now, he had no choice but to cooperate with these people he looked down upon.

In fact, Huang Meng had also invited someone else, a heavyweight guest. However, he didn't announce it, nor dared he. Whether the guest would attend was another matter. Whether the guest was prepared was a matter of his attitude. Some people are like that; they might cancel an appointment, and there's nothing you can do about it.

Dressed in stylish gowns, Lin Yuanyuan and Lin Mei'e arrived at the hotel for the party. They had no chance of inheriting the Lin family or becoming its heads. They had previously mentioned leaving the family to work for Zhao An, but hesitated and hadn't fully committed. Now, even asking Zhao An out was difficult; they weren't truly on the same page. So, they decided to avoid excessive contact. Did they really think everything would be fine after having sex?

As for seducing other men, Lin Yuanyuan and Lin Mei'e had no such intention. After absorbing a large amount of semen, their bodies would instinctively repel and abhor other men, though they wouldn't feel it themselves. They would only find other men unattractive and unappealing.

Semen had many uses; there was no need to worry about being cuckolded. Just focus on planting seeds and ejaculating inside women; nothing else mattered.

The party was quiet and hushed; few of the people there were recognizable by name. "They're all small businessmen," Lin Mei'e said disdainfully. "Huang Meng has fallen so low, he's started hanging out with these lowlifes?"

"No one dares to disrespect Huang Yu. He's at the height of his power. You'd choose an heir over a hopeless person, so what about ordinary people?" Lin Yuanyuan wasn't surprised at all; she'd seen this kind of thing far too often in the industry. Many people are the same: when they're successful, they're surrounded by admirers; once they fall from grace, even dogs won't despise them.

The sound of high heels clicking on the floor filled the air as a tall woman walked in, dressed formally and elegantly. Her evening gown perfectly showcased her figure; although there wasn't a single inch of skin exposed, the fabric hinted at her alluring curves. Especially her legs beneath the dress. Her legs were long and shapely, forming a perfect curve from joint to ankle. The taut skin accentuated the curve, and her fair skin was almost dazzling, making one want to lick it—it was so tempting!

Bai Qiuqin quickly spotted the Lin sisters sitting in the corner. After clinking glasses with Huang Meng, she went straight over. "Long time no see, Yuanyuan, Mei'e."

"Miss Bai, we're not that close. Do you have time to come to a party?" Lin Mei'e said with a smile. Beautiful women often don't like each other. Their recent collaboration was only because her herbal company could provide materials for Hailing Pharmaceuticals, which led to their interaction.

Bai Qiuqin smiled, her smile still gentle. At her level, remaining expressionless was easy; even if she was annoyed, she wouldn't show it unless something was particularly outrageous. "Don't say that. We're business partners. We'll get to know each other better as we chat more. I came back to handle company matters; business is tough right now."

"Whether you have money or not, you still need to take your medicine." Lin Mei'e didn't object. Would a pharmaceutical company lose money? Obviously not. It's always the same; there's no such thing as a peak season or a off-season. Everyone gets sick, and when you're sick, you need medicine, so the pharmaceutical industry remains unchanged. At most, you might not have money for medicine and just wait to die; patients will find their own way.

Bai Qiuqin's pharmaceutical company certainly wouldn't lose money. However, the Bai family doesn't only have one company. Overall, some are losing money, some are making money; the financial statements show a profit and loss.

Lin Yuanyuan didn't respond because her company was losing money. The price of jade jumped sharply in a single day, and with fewer overseas orders, her transport fleet's orders also decreased, which was very troublesome. Moreover, the businesses she was responsible for, such as cosmetics and fur, were declining. Of the businesses she managed, only one was a transport company; the rest were luxury goods, which was very frustrating.

"Yuanyuan, why aren't you saying anything?" Bai Qiuqin's tone was somewhat smug. As long as her company was profitable, she had more leverage and confidence within the family.

Lin Yuanyuan took a deep drag of her cigarette. "I'm not in the mood to talk. How's your stock market overseas?"

"Not good. I lost almost a hundred million. I'm almost wiped out my capital. I was planning to get married this year, but it looks like that's hopeless." Bai Qiuqin also took out a cigarette and lit it. They smoked medicinal cigarettes, the kind that money couldn't buy. Only the four major families could afford to get a little bit. The Huang and Fang families had to buy them from them at high prices, which was also an expense—extremely expensive and highly addictive. The main problem was that after smoking this kind of cigarette, smoking anything else felt like eating shit; the taste and the feeling were completely different.

This did sound a bit boastful. She could freely choose her marriage, mainly because her pharmaceutical company was doing well; making money naturally gave her a voice. If you can't make money, what's the point of talking? Just be a tool.

The atmosphere was a bit tense; there seemed to be a hint of hostility between them.

Just then, another woman arrived. She was casually dressed, yet exuded an indescribable allure. Wearing an ordinary dress and high heels, she was incredibly attractive. Her face was stunningly beautiful, her figure slender, with curves in all her right places; her captivating charm drew the attention of every man present. This woman was Fang Shuiling, the one who was already pregnant by Zhao An!

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