PDLP Chapter 195 Shen Feiwan's Gift
Chapter 195 Shen Feiwan's Gift
When Shen Feiwan received Shu Yao's call, she had just returned to the hotel after getting her nails done.
After listening to Shu Yao's story, she said lazily, "Finally, the contract has been signed. I've been waiting for ages."
Shu Yao chuckled softly on the other end of the phone, "So what are you planning to do next?"
Shen Feiwan raised her hand, admiring her nails, a cold glint in her eyes. "Then I'll trouble you, senior, to arrange a dinner with Chudian Technology. I'll treat them to dinner at that restaurant. By the way, did they book a private room?"
"No, the river view from the private room wasn't good; they must have chosen a nice spot."
"Then I'll have to trouble you to help me out, senior. I want to sit next to them."
“Okay,” Shu Yao agreed readily. “No problem. Chu Dian can accommodate our schedule anytime. I’ll have someone arrange it right away. Wait for my news.”
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At 7:10 p.m., Shen Feiwan and Shu Yao arrived downstairs at the restaurant.
The agreed time was 7:30, but the two of them planned to come a little earlier.
The person in charge at Chudian Technology obviously thought the same thing, and that's how the two groups "coincidentally" met.
There were three people on the other side, all of whom were recent graduate students. They were all different types: some were sunny, some were delicate, and some were tall.
Upon seeing Shu Yao, they immediately greeted her warmly as "sister."
Shu Yao greeted them with a smile and introduced Shen Feiwan beside her, "This is Ms. Shen."
The three young people turned their gazes to Shen Feiwan, their eyes filled with a hint of amazement.
Although Shen Feiwan is an investor, she is a year or two younger than them, so they can't call her "sister." However, they are sociable and have sweet words. If Shen Feiwan hadn't heard so many compliments since she was a child, she would have been overwhelmed.
Although the meal was nominally Shen Feiwan's treat, once inside the restaurant, the three handsome men pulled out chairs, poured tea, and handed out menus, behaving exactly like the hosts.
Although the handsome guys didn't make any exaggerated noises throughout, they still instantly attracted the attention of the people next door.
Bo Junxing and several people from Zhichuang looked over at them.
The people at Zhichuang know them because they know both the people at Chudian Technology and Shen Feiwan. When they see them at the same table, they guess that Shen Feiwan is going to invest in Chudian Technology.
Bo Junxing's gaze seemed to linger on Shen Feiwan.
He was looking at Shen Feiwan and the three men who were very attentive to her.
He leaned back in his chair, his fingers lightly tracing the rim of his wine glass, his eyes as cold as ice.
If he didn't know Shen Feiwan, he might simply think that meeting her here today was a coincidence.
But he had been manipulated by this woman before, so he knew that meeting her at the restaurant today, with three men at the table next to him, was definitely part of her plan.
This woman doesn't do things that are meaningless.
Shen Feiwan picked up the tea poured by the handsome man, took a sip, and a faint smile appeared on her lips.
Her gaze briefly met Bo Junxing's before she casually looked away, as if he were just an insignificant stranger.
Bo Junxing gripped the wine glass tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force.
He sneered, turning his gaze away from Shen Feiwan's table, but the chill in his eyes deepened.
The head of Zhichuang noticed Bo Junxing's change in mood.
Although he didn't know that Bo Junxing and Shen Feiwan had been married before, he knew that the two were now enemies, so he deliberately belittled Shen Feiwan's table.
While pouring him a drink with great enthusiasm, he curled his lip in disdain. "Mr. Bo, don't be fooled by that company's current success. It's all show and no substance. They call themselves a tech company, but what are they really like? When they're trying to raise investment, they act like they're doing public relations. They send young, handsome guys to female investors and pretty young girls to male investors. Humph, who knows what deals they're making behind the scenes? Unlike us, we're genuinely focused on technology, dedicated to our business."
He was so engrossed in his speech that he didn't notice how terribly gloomy Bo Junxing's face had become.
Seeing this, the second-in-command quickly kicked the leader's foot under the table.
The top leader was taken aback, then realized he had lost his composure and quickly corrected himself, "President Bo, please try this dish. It's their signature dish, and it tastes quite good."
But Bo Junxing had already remembered what he had just said; he had mentioned private deals.
Ha, a private deal.
What else can be traded besides that kind of thing?
Bo Junxing didn't touch his chopsticks. His cold gaze swept over the head of Zhichuang before glancing at Shen Feiwan's table.
The three young men were surrounding her, pouring tea and serving her food with obsequious smiles on their faces.
And that woman, she seemed to be thoroughly enjoying herself.
A surge of uncontrollable anger suddenly welled up in Bo Junxing's chest.
What an impatient and promiscuous woman she was!
How could he have been so fooled by her, and done so much to try and keep her from divorcing him?
Each and every one of these incidents, when recalled, is a humiliation to him.
If she obediently faded from his sight, he might be able to barely suppress this humiliation.
But she just had to run right in front of him.
Once or twice, she paraded in front of him with different young men.
Shen Feiwan, oh Shen Feiwan.
Bo Junxing narrowed his eyes. Since you insist on coming at me, then don't blame me for being impolite. Whichever path you choose, I'll cut it off.
The atmosphere at Bo Junxing's table was somber, as if a dark cloud was pressing down, while at Shen Feiwan's table, there was constant laughter and toasts.
Since Shen Feiwan couldn't drink alcohol, the three young people from Chudian Technology drank juice instead. They didn't mention anything about the project or investment the whole time, and just tried to make Shen Feiwan happy.
Shen Feiwan was willing to give them face, laughing when she felt like it. She even joked that it must be very interesting to work in the same office as them.
The handsome, sunny-looking man smiled broadly and immediately replied, "We welcome Ms. Shen and Sister Shu to visit our company anytime to provide guidance. It would be a great honor for us if Ms. Shen were to come. Why not do it today? I checked the almanac for today and tomorrow before I left home, and it said I would meet a benefactor."
Shen Feiwan chuckled softly.
The tall man beside him laughed and scolded his companion, "Aren't you annoying? We're here to eat, and our only task is to make Miss Shen happy. Talking about going to the company is such a downer."
After he finished speaking, he picked up his juice and raised it to Shen Feiwan, "Miss Shen, ignore him. Here, let me toast you. The special juice from this place is absolutely amazing."
Shu Yao was surprised, "I've eaten here many times, how come I didn't know they had special juices? The color of your juice is quite unique, I don't think I've seen it on the menu."
Another handsome, refined-looking man adjusted his glasses and said in a gentle tone, "This was developed by my friend, the head chef of this restaurant. This special juice is only available to a limited number of customers at specific times. He knew I was meeting two very important people today, so he made this especially for me."
After he finished speaking, he turned his gaze to Shen Feiwan, his eyes sincere, "Miss Shen is from out of town, so today we must make you feel at home."
“Okay,” Shen Feiwan’s lips curled up slightly. She also had moments when she liked being treated so seriously. With a smile on her face, she raised the glass in her hand and said, “Then let me make a toast to thank you for your warm hospitality.”
Her voice was clear and bright, with a hint of lazy laughter.
Bo Junxing, sitting at the next table, heard their pointless conversation and his eyes were filled with a chilling coldness that seemed to freeze into ice.
Seeing this, the head of Zhichuang quickly raised his glass and said, "President Bo, shall we have a drink too?"
Bo Junxing ignored him and glanced at Shen Feiwan.
Shen Feiwan was drinking juice when a trace of juice got on the corner of her lips. She pursed her lips and gently licked it away.
The movement was casual yet carried a hint of unintentional charm, which was simply seduction, making Bo Junxing's chest burn with lust!
He stood up abruptly, the chair scraping against the floor with a screeching sound.
The people from Zhichuang were startled and looked at each other in bewilderment.
Bo Junxing simply said coldly, "I'm going to the restroom," and strode away from his seat.
Hearing the noise, Shen Feiwan glanced at his back and a faint smile appeared on her lips.
Immediately afterwards, she called over a waiter.
After speaking a few words in a low voice to the waiter, Shen Feiwan handed him a paper bag.
She lowered her voice so much that no one except the waiter could hear what she said. The waiter nodded, took the food, and turned to leave.
When Bo Junxing returned from the restroom and sat down, the waiter whom Shen Feiwan had greeted earlier came over with a plate covered with a dishcloth and gently placed it on their table.
Upon seeing this, the second-in-command of Zhichuang was taken aback for a moment, then frowned and asked, "Weren't all our dishes served? Is this a complimentary dish for our table? Why is it still covered with a dish cover?"
“No, sir,” the waiter said politely. “This is a gift from a lady named Shen at the next table. She said she would like you to open it yourselves.”
Upon hearing this, the second-in-command's expression instantly stiffened.
Of course he knew who "that lady" at the next table was.
Isn't that Shen Feiwan?
But everyone at their table had offended her because of the projects they were working on.
Although he didn't know Shen Feiwan's character and personality very well, it seemed strange that she would still take the initiative to give them gifts under these circumstances.
He chuckled twice, then made a lighthearted joke, "So, is there a bomb inside?"
The waiter was taken aback by his words and quickly waved his hand, "That's impossible, sir. How could there be such a thing in the restaurant! But if you're worried, I can open it for you."
The second-in-command breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, saying, "That would be best. Thank you for your help."
The waiter reached out and lifted the dish cover, revealing a black cell phone prominently displayed on the plate.
But a cell phone?
Everyone at the table was incredibly surprised, and Bo Junxing frowned as well.