Beautiful CEO's Top Expert-Chapter 932 - 0: Take You to Pull Off a Job

Although Ye Xunhuan hadn’t met Sheng Wentao before, nor had he interacted with him, the fact that the guy specifically called to show goodwill meant Ye Xunhuan couldn’t just reject him outright, right?

Moreover, back when Ye Xunhuan was in Jiang Middle City, he heard from Ji Zhuoyuan that Sheng Tianyin had helped him manage some affairs in the capital!

Even though Sheng Tianyin likely did it out of self-interest, and Ye Xunhuan didn’t actually need Sheng Tianyin’s assistance, it couldn’t be denied that the guy did exert effort on his behalf, right?

So Ye Xunhuan readily agreed.

After hanging up the phone, Ye Xunhuan turned to Liu Qingcheng and said, "Qingcheng, do you know much about Sheng Wentao?"

"Not much, but the Sheng family is quite close to the Qin family," Liu Qingcheng immediately replied. "Why, did Sheng Wentao call you?"

"Yeah, invited me for afternoon tea!"

"Oh, then you should go. After all, the Sheng family and the Qin family have a long-standing relationship. But how did he know you were in the capital?"

"Guess I’ll find out once I go!"

Ye Xunhuan was unaware that Qin Rumeng had asked Sheng Wentao to warn Wei Shengjin, so he was puzzled as well.

Shortly after, Ye Xunhuan headed towards Tianranju as Sheng Wentao had mentioned.

The people who probably pioneered the afternoon tea tradition should have been ancient Huaxia, with its renowned tea culture. However, the term itself originated in 17th-century England and has evolved into a modern pastime, blending tea-drinking with enjoying Western-style pastries.

Nowadays, afternoon tea has grown increasingly popular in Huaxia. As culinary cultures integrate worldwide, this practice has quietly flourished across the globe.

As Ye Xunhuan stepped into Tianranju, he spotted a man wearing a sky-blue shirt, with sharp features, a tall figure, and strikingly handsome looks, walking over to him!

"Ye Shao, what an honor!"

Sheng Wentao approached directly and, as if they’d been friends for years, casually placed his hand on Ye Xunhuan’s shoulder!

"Sheng Wentao?"

"The one and only!"

"You’re inviting me for tea, so why are you putting your arm around me? Just to be clear, I don’t swing that way—I’m all about women..."

Sheng Wentao’s mouth twitched slightly. At this moment, he finally understood the helplessness and frustration Wei Shengjin must have felt when Ye Xunhuan mocked him before.

"I don’t swing that way either. Even if I did, I wouldn’t go for someone like you—your skin isn’t smooth, and you’re not fair-skinned..."

"Well, if you’re into that sort of thing, I might be able to introduce you to a few people..."

For a moment, Sheng Wentao was completely speechless.

"Keep them for yourself to play around with. Come on, upstairs, private room!" Sheng Wentao waved a hand and led Ye Xunhuan upstairs.

Some other patrons at Tianranju, upon seeing how close Sheng Wentao and Ye Xunhuan appeared, immediately looked puzzled.

Sheng Wentao was a regular in various social circles around the capital and knew countless people.

The man now chatting arm-in-arm with Sheng Wentao, who Sheng Wentao had personally received—who exactly was he?

Sheng Wentao brought Ye Xunhuan to an upstairs private room and quickly invited him to sit down.

Not long after they were seated, the tea house’s hostess brought over tea.

"I’ve heard about Phoenix Auntie’s son for a while but never got the chance to meet him. Today, I finally do!" Sheng Wentao cut straight to the chase. "You’re not as good-looking as me, but decent enough!"

"You’re so shameless!"

"I call it thick-skinned," Sheng Wentao joked earnestly. "The thicker the skin, the better you do—get it?"

At that moment, Ye Xunhuan and Sheng Wentao chatted easily, like old friends reunited.

"So, you invited me here just for tea?"

"What else would I have called you for?"

"How am I supposed to know you rich kids’ motives?" Ye Xunhuan said indifferently. "It’s like the saying goes, there’s no kindness without ulterior motives, right?"

"You know your mouth really makes people want to punch you?"

"My mom says that too!"

"Phoenix Auntie is so wise!" Sheng Wentao chuckled. "Wonder if she ever said you’d have made a great commander of the imperial secret police five hundred years ago?"

"Funny enough, she did say that! She regrets I wasn’t born five hundred years earlier—then I might’ve been famous through the ages..."

"Infamous, maybe!"

"Can you even hold a decent conversation?" Ye Xunhuan scowled in annoyance.

As they spoke, Ye Xunhuan pulled out a ten-yuan pack of cigarettes, lit one for himself, and handed another to Sheng Wentao: "Want one?"

Sheng Wentao glanced at the cigarette in Ye Xunhuan’s hand, but instead of showing disdain for its low quality, he coolly accepted it, lit it for himself, and started puffing away.

Seeing this, Ye Xunhuan broke into a grin.

Although they hadn’t interacted much before, that simple gesture by Sheng Wentao gave Ye Xunhuan a sense that this guy wasn’t one of those arrogant young heirs who looked down on everyone.

In truth, Sheng Wentao wasn’t that kind of person.

A young heir who could mingle with people from all walks of life—how could he be snobbish?

This guy was his type!

"Ye Shao, you’re a force to reckon with. You’ve only just arrived but already managed to humiliate Wei Shengjin!" Sheng Wentao said wryly, puffing on his cigarette. "I just saw him—his face was pitch-black!"

"If he wandered under a bridge and got a sketch artist to draw him, I bet you the artist could manage to capture his clothes but not his face."

"Why’s that?"

"Ever tried spotting a face during Lord Bao’s nightly patrols?"

Ye Xunhuan was momentarily at a loss for words.

Are people in the capital always this refined when they diss someone?

"How’d you know I mocked Wei Shengjin?"

"My aunt called me and told me to warn him not to mess with you," Sheng Wentao replied casually. "Otherwise, how would I even know you were in the capital?"

Hearing Sheng Wentao explain, a look of understanding crossed Ye Xunhuan’s face.

"Turns out you’re my aunt’s lackey..."

Sheng Wentao’s face turned dark immediately. "You son of a—helping you out and you still insult me?" fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

Ye Xunhuan gave a sly grin: "Just joking, just joking!"

"For your aunt’s sake, I’ll let it slide!" Sheng Wentao said magnanimously. "But seriously, Wei Shengjin’s the type to hold grudges—you’d better watch out!"

"You’re saying he’d really dare to mess with me?"

"Not openly, but in the shadows—who knows?"

Lighting another cigarette from Ye Xunhuan’s pack, Sheng Wentao took a leisurely puff and said, "So, are you up for doing something big with me?"