"Your loan dealings with the Huang family are actually quite interesting."

Zhao An simply smiled slightly, not exposing the truth, his smile and expression carrying a hint of meaning.

"It can't compare to banks. Securing a deal with a listed steel company involves borrowing billions annually. Risk control is simple; the company has implicit guarantees. In the end, shareholders foot the bill. Closing one deal might only require one meal, enough to live on for a whole year."

Fang Shunli revealed the truth: "The lending industry loves big clients, especially those who don't lack cash. These clients have the highest profit margins and the lowest risks. Other types of clients have high risks and low profits. These are our targets; the big clients have already been snapped up."

"Don't you use your own company's funds for working capital?"

Zhao An chuckled, took out his phone, and glanced at it. It was a message from his agent.

A new batch of actresses were coming to audition for movie roles, and he was there to vet them.

That's how the film industry is; to get ahead, you need a powerful backer, and you need to provide them with support.

"It's all about offering your legs for others to use; the difference is whether you're using them on one person or on a group."

"Our company has long-term contracts with banks and can't use that money for working capital."

Fang Shunli knew what Zhao An was going to say and preemptively cut him off.

Banks can't be offended; they all need to borrow money from banks for working capital, and they can't risk their existing capital developing new business.

Besides, isn't the lending industry all about competing with banks for business?

Competitors are enemies; how could they let them develop? It's already a miracle they haven't strangled them.

"The financial market is huge. Even so, banks only handle 20% of the business; 80% of their small and medium-sized loans are still unsecured."

Zhao An smiled sinisterly. "This news item is worth ten million. Alright, I've had my fill. That's all for now."

Faced with Zhao An's sudden departure, no one felt anything was wrong, even though they had just been chatting enthusiastically. His abrupt departure seemed rather ungrateful.

His sudden departure in this setting clearly indicated he didn't want to discuss certain matters.

Fang Shunli and Lin Xiao exchanged a glance. "Qingyang, how about a partnership?"

"Haha, no thanks. The old man said no one's allowed to touch the financial industry. The profits are indeed high, a month's work equals a year's worth. But the risks are also enormous. I can't touch the financial industry."

Bai Qingyang waved his hand. What a joke! He genuinely had no intention of venturing into finance; it was all about high leverage, high profits, and high risks.

His only ambition, real estate, was viewed with skepticism, which was causing him some frustration.

Now was the perfect time to buy at rock-bottom prices, but the outlook was bleak. Houses are commodities; they need to be sold. Only commodities that circulate can generate profit; otherwise, they're worthless.

While the dinner continued, Zhao An had returned to his company.

In his office on the film company floor…

Zhao An was enjoying himself with these young, inexperienced models, all virgins, waiting to be deflowered by him.

He was having sex with a young model on one side, while holding two sexy women on the other. Like driving a car, each thrust caused the woman in front to move slightly; his lower abdomen slammed against her white, firm buttocks, quickly turning her large, white buttocks bright red.

The impact of the foreign object penetrating deep into her cervix each time made the dancer feel very uncomfortable.

The dark, large penis seemed to possess magic; the moment it entered, her body went numb with pleasure, like she had taken a hit of marijuana, feeling intoxicated and lightheaded!

Smack! Smack!

Ugh! Ugh!

Finally back on the sofa…

Zhao An continued to fuck her relentlessly. The two young models on either side of him, quite knowingly, kissed the man's cheeks, clearly recognizing their big boss!

As contracted models in the entertainment company, every one of them knew their big boss. This shameless beast would openly bring a fellow model into his room every time he came to the company.

Soon, the sounds of intense physical contact and a woman's moans filled the air. The young models, well-versed in the film industry, immediately knew what was happening inside.

The boss was always very generous, leaving them thousands or even tens of thousands of yuan after each encounter, which thrilled them immensely.

That figure, that body—she was simply a top-tier beauty!

No wonder she was the lead dancer!

Usually, the prettiest and most attractive girls are placed at the front…

Zhao An knew this, of course, so he grabbed the beauty at the very front.

This kind of top-quality woman would cost around six or seven thousand yuan for a single encounter outside, and that wasn't even for an overnight stay.

But Zhao An was the boss; he could have as many as he wanted.

And without condoms!

"Oh…ah…um…boss…oh…fuck me…um, ah…so good…um…boss…you're so strong…ah…so amazing…oh…um…fuck me…ah…it's so great…ah…big cock…so comfortable…oh…keep…thrusting into my pussy…oh…so strong…so fast…oh…it's so great…boss, you're…a real stud…oh…you're so good at fucking…ah…I'm going to be fucked to death!"

The most beautiful young model moaned softly, her stiletto heels pressing against the sofa as she forcefully raised her large, white buttocks to receive the man's thrusts, letting out passionate moans…

That thick, full filling went straight to her heart; she felt herself almost falling in love with this bad man!

Turning the company into a place of debauchery to satisfy his lust was Zhao An's ultimate dream—debauchery anytime, anywhere.

The women, now pregnant, were connected to him by their relatives, creating a business relationship…

Driven by lust, they would only obediently comply.

Besides, it was adultery; at most, he'd only face moral condemnation. After all, he was just a businessman.

The two young models pressed tightly against Zhao An trembled with the rapid thrusting, their vaginas quivering until they felt numb.

Uncontrollably, vaginal fluids flowed from their openings, soaking a large patch of their tight thongs. They gazed at the strong, muscular Zhao An, their small hands caressing his firm chest.

Putting aside any financial gain, they were willing to have sex with such a virile man!

"Hiss... Ah... You slut, you're so tight... Hahaha... Of course... Every woman I've fucked... has said I'm amazing... Hehe... You slut... Squeeze tighter... So horny... Hahaha... I wonder if you'll still be horny after having a baby... You whore... Hiss... So tight... I'll fuck you to death... Let you be horny!"

Zhao An grabbed the big asses of the two slutty young models on either side, his lower body thrusting wildly.

Each time, he pulled his glans all the way out, almost all the way out, then thrust it back in hard, only stopping when it hit the cervix!

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