Lin Mei'e was in charge of the conversation, and the women began chatting about business matters, somewhat casually. It wasn't funny at all; many successful women were very capable, and besides, a few beautiful women sitting together was pleasing to the eye, much better than chatting with men.

Huang Meng was still attending to his guests. As the saying goes, a fallen phoenix is ​​worse than a chicken. If he weren't still a direct descendant of the Huang family, he would probably have been hacked to death by his enemies long ago. He had done plenty of despicable things in the past, such as committing adultery with his husband and taking advantage of women. What goes around comes around. So his wife was slept with by Zhao An, not only slept with him but also brought home for his pleasure, having sex with him every day without condoms, eventually getting her pregnant.

Seeing the seductive aura emanating from his wife, Fang Shuiling, a kind of charm she had never possessed before, he realized that the woman's allure had blossomed after being slept with so much, making her appear incredibly seductive. Yet, she possessed an air of dignified elegance, driving one to a frenzy, an irresistible urge to pin her down and ravage her.

While greeting guests, Huang Meng pondered how to plead with Zhao An. He had a bold idea, but he needed a bit of help first. As for the consequences, he didn't care. Eunuchs were generally long-lived; he was only thirty, with a bright future ahead of him. If he remained healthy, he could live at least another forty or fifty years. He needed to make a name for himself.

After becoming a eunuch, he would lose interest in women, allowing him to focus more on his career, finding ways to improve himself and create more wealth.

"Hey, Second Young Master Huang, why didn't you invite your brother over? That's not very nice of you. I'm just here for the party; Second Young Master Huang, you won't refuse me entry, will you?" A boastful voice immediately drew attention, seemingly designed to attract eyeballs.

Huang Meng's expression remained unchanged. "Brother Zhennan, I am very pleased to welcome you."

The man before him was a young master from the Southwest Chamber of Commerce. This chamber of commerce was no weaker than the four major families; they were simply a collective entity. Individually, each family was second only to a mid-tier family, like the Tang family before their downfall, controlling a unique industry. However, when these families united to form a chamber of commerce, using rules to bind them and interests to tie them together, creating an unstoppable force, it became incredibly formidable. At least in the Southwest region, they held absolute economic authority. The Lin family controlled a small portion of the jade mines, while the rest essentially belonged to the Southwest Chamber of Commerce.

Unique natural advantages, coupled with a unique geographical location, allowed for the cultivation of many plants. With each family united, they essentially monopolized the industries of the Southwest region.

"Oh dear, remember how arrogant Young Master Meng was back then? Now you're throwing a party here? I'll treat you to the six-star hotel next door; that's where a real party is. This backwater corner, is this what you call a party? Don't embarrass yourselves, Young Master Meng! Is the Huang family really so lacking in prestige?" Ba Zhennan sneered, his words dripping with sarcasm. In the past, he wouldn't even have had the chance to shine Huang Meng's shoes, let alone mock him. Now that Huang Meng has lost power, everyone knows his entire business has been handed over to Huang Yu, the eldest son of the Huang family.

It's said that this was orchestrated by the Huang family patriarch, concentrating all resources to deal with the aggressive Southwest Chamber of Commerce. As for Zhao An, he's just a minor target, one of the points of contention in the conflict. He's an innocent bystander caught in the crossfire, only Zhao An has a big reputation and is considered a neutral resource. So what if he's a collateral branch of the Bai family? Even if he were a direct descendant, they'd still be crushed.

People fear becoming famous, just as pigs fear growing fat; this is the price of fame. Anyone who wants to succeed wants to step on the corpses of others, but this time they seem to have chosen the wrong person.

Huang Meng was seething with rage, but outwardly remained calm. "Yeah, I'm down on my luck now, worse than a dog. What do you want? Come to the party if you want. I'll remember everyone who comes today. Heh, what I've lost, I'll get back sooner or later. Ba Zhennan, don't be so smug, you're just Xu Chun's dog."

Ba Zhennan flew into a rage, walking over and glaring fiercely at Huang Meng. "Say that again if you dare!"

"I said you're a dog!" Huang Meng suddenly grabbed a wine bottle and smashed it over Ba Zhennan's head, knocking him to the ground. "I said you're a dog! Who the hell do you think you are! Talking to me like that! If you want to fight the Huang family, come at me, you son of a bitch!"

The bodyguards behind him immediately swarmed forward, and a brawl broke out. Neither side dared to use guns, only fists and clubs. This was at most a scuffle; a fight was the least of their worries. If anyone used a gun, that would be a different story—they'd be badly injured, if not killed.

Huang Meng, holding a broken wine bottle, stomped on Ba Zhennan's face, his expression incredibly violent. "Who do you think you are? When I was swaggering around, you couldn't even get a piece of shit. You dare to mock me? You think I, Huang Meng, am easy to bully?" He continued smashing the bottle down, each blow nearly cracking Ba Zhennan's skull.

"Let them come here. You take him back and tell Xu Chun, if you want to fight, then fight. Stop talking nonsense and get out of here with this piece of trash!" Huang Meng kicked the man several times, even breaking his nose in his rage.

These bodyguards had never witnessed such a scene. Ba Zhennan had done similar things before, when they were the perpetrators. Now they were the victims, and naturally, they were at a loss. They could only carry Ba Zhennan away hastily to find Xu Chun and their superiors to take responsibility.

*Slap! Slap! Slap!* A round of applause rang out, and Zhao An entered with two slender white female bodyguards. They were dressed casually, mostly in shorts and a casual shirt, with a pair of oddly chosen casual shoes. If they were wearing flip-flops, they would basically look like nouveau riche landlords with several properties.

"That was truly spectacular! It's been a long time since I've seen such a performance. Impressive, impressive! Looks like you're still got it. Tsk tsk tsk, not bad, a man of spirit." Zhao An clapped his hands, his smile radiant, a smile that would make anyone feel good.

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