Magnate Tycoon: How Did Simply Enjoying Life Make Me a Male God?-Chapter 625 - 427: The Banquet at Hongmen (Part 2)

Opening the lid, the interior is lined with off-white velvet, and a dazzling wristwatch lies quietly in the groove, the complex perpetual calendar function on the dial displaying the exquisite and meticulous craftsmanship of top watchmaking.

"I specifically picked this out a few days ago, a Vacheron Constantin Traditionnelle Perpetual Calendar 43175."

Li Jing gently pushed the watch box in front of her, his gaze carrying a hint of flattery, "I heard from Bai Rui that you like collecting watches, consider this as a reward for you. I did my homework, so you can't say I'm not thoughtful anymore?"

Upon hearing this, Wei Jia picked up the watch box in her hand and examined it repeatedly, a trace of satisfaction flashed in her eyes that was imperceptible, yet she still retorted:

"As your woman, you have to find out about my hobbies from others, aren't you a bit too inattentive towards me?"

Li Jing was originally full of anticipation for the other party's gratitude, but his smile instantly froze on his face, followed by a helpless sigh:

"Wei Jia, oh Wei Jia, this watch cost me over 700,000 yuan, not even a word of thanks, and instead you're giving me a hard time?"

Wei Jia's lips curled into a smile, seemingly amused by his reaction:

"Why? Did I say something wrong? Shouldn't I give you a hard time?"

Li Jing continuously nodded, raising his hands in a gesture of surrender:

"It's my fault, it's my fault! Why don't we have a deeper exchange tonight, and I'll get to know you better?"

Just as his words fell, a sharp pain came from his waist again, Wei Jia pinched him hard and said angrily:

"Be serious! This is a public place, watch what you say!"

As she spoke, she skillfully put the watch box into her delicate leather bag, "Alright, I'll reluctantly accept this gift. Next time don't think it's going to be so easy to fool me."

Li Jing nodded with a smile, knowing clearly that Wei Jia really helped him a lot during this time.

Whether it was Zhang Xinxin's hospital affairs, An Tong's troubles, or Yang Xiaoxiu's matters.

All were resolved through Wei Jia, as the female boss, leveraging her powerful resources and connections to intervene and handle.

Among the female companions around him, her ability and connections are second to none, being able to take time to help is truly not easy.

Precisely because of this, even if Wei Jia occasionally shows strength, Li Jing always chooses to concede and compromise.

As he was thinking this, Wei Jia suddenly frowned slightly and pointed at the hotel entrance: "Your friends are here."

Li Jing turned to look, only to see seven or eight enormous men standing at the entrance, each one full of aura, imposing and dressed in neat black suits, their eyes sharp as hawks, obviously not ordinary people.

The leading man stood at the hotel's entrance, his broad shoulders almost blocking a large part of the bright entrance.

The welcoming hostess beside him tilted her head up, her forehead barely reaching his chest, the difference in stature was striking.

This group of people wearing neat black suits, exuded a cold aura that seemed to freeze the surrounding air, making the hotel welcoming staff feel inexplicably tense.

The manager nearby saw this, his face instantly plastered with a professional enthusiastic smile, ran over to greet them.

After confirming that this group was indeed here to dine and not cause trouble, the manager breathed a sigh of relief, bending over and with a face full of obsequiousness, leading them to their reserved table.

Huang Jun glanced at the booth where Li Jing was seated, his originally tense expression slightly relaxed, walking over with confident strides, his loud voice carrying a hint of excitement, "Brother Jing!"

He immediately noticed Wei Jia beside Li Jing, pausing for a moment, his gaze sweeping over the two sitting closely, quickly reacting and changing his sentence, "Sister-in-law!"

Wei Jia was sipping her champagne, hearing this, raised her brows slightly, a smile flashed behind her glasses, and she nodded modestly.

She turned her head to look at Li Jing, the corners of her mouth forming a curve: "Your friend, though big and burly, he's quite sharp."

Li Jing smiled helplessly, knowing she was pleased all because of the title "Sister-in-law."

He looked up at Huang Jun, his gaze falling on everyone's neat suits, he questioned, "Didn't I ask you all to support the occasion? Why are you dressed so formally?"

Huang Jun scratched his head, revealing a mouthful of large white teeth: "Brother Jing, now that your status is different from before, how can we dress casually? Brother Shun specially got suits for the gym brothers, saying when you're out, it's important to look presentable."

He patted his custom suit, "I have to say, wearing this thing, one does feel spirited!"

Li Jing glanced around, couldn't deny that this group of gym-goers, broad-shouldered and narrow-waisted men, looked even more imposing in tailored suits, their angular contours complemented by the neat fabric, no wonder they shocked the entire room upon entering.

Huang Jun waved his large hand, calling the brothers behind him: "What are you all standing there for? Say hello!"

Seven or eight burly men simultaneously clasped their fists, their voices booming like a bell: "Hello, Brother Jing! Hello, Sister-in-law!"

Wei Jia, amused by the scene, smiled warmly and immediately spoke generously: "Order freely later, today's bill is on me."

Huang Jun hurriedly cupped his hands to express thanks: "Thank you, Sister-in-law!"

Li Jing watched as Wei Jia couldn't hide the smile in her eyes and eyebrows, shaking his head helplessly.

He glanced quickly around, recognizing a few familiar faces but couldn't recall names immediately, only nodding with a smile in acknowledgment.

Since Li Jing and Wei Jia originally reserved a booth for two, and asking Huang Jun and others over was a spontaneous idea, they didn't book a table for many people.

To accommodate this bunch without being too conspicuous, they could only book an extra room, conveniently next to Yang Xiaoxiu's room, making it easier for them to act accordingly.

Looking at the room where Zhang Fuqiang was located, a cold glint flashed in Li Jing's eyes, secretly pondering, "That guy, should stay settled…"

...

Yang Xiaoxiu got off Li Jing's car, took several deep breaths, trying to calm the unrest stirring in her chest.

The chilly wind brushed her face, and her eyes that initially held a trace of confusion and fear gradually became cold and sharp.

She lifted her hand to tighten the coat on her body, wrapping herself more securely, then walked towards the hotel's room with seemingly relaxed, yet somewhat heavy steps.

Before she even got close to the room, the noisy, chaotic sounds penetrated through the thick door.

Among them, the particularly loud and indulgent laughter of Zhang Fuqiang, like a sharp needle, pierced straight into Yang Xiaoxiu's ears.

Her steps unconsciously paused, her eyebrows furrowing slightly.

Without needing to look, she knew Zhang Fuqiang was already surrounded by people in the room, the atmosphere lively.

Past instances of being pressured mentally and tested physically by the other party flashed uncontrollably in her mind, making her feel inexplicably uncomfortable, her stomach faintly nauseated.

But she quickly recalled Li Jing's promise, repeatedly reassuring herself to stay calm, after another deep breath to adjust, she slowly reached out to open the door.

As the door opened, the room that was lively to the point of boiling abruptly fell into dead silence.

The air seemed frozen, all eyes in the room turned to the door simultaneously.

Yang Xiaoxiu also looked up at everyone inside the room, as expected, there was Zhang Fuqiang sitting at the head seat, leaning back in his chair, wearing a meaningful smile.

Next to Zhang Fuqiang on the left side sat the crew's assistant director, Director Liu, holding a wine glass, his face full of fawning and agreement;

To the right were the crew's photography director, action director, and other department heads, some seated, some standing, all with different expressions.

Moreover, there were Zhang Fuqiang's brothers, mingling together, and several actors playing third or fourth roles in the series, awkwardly sitting in the corner.

The entire hall had a large round table in the center, enough to seat about ten people, at the moment filled with food and drinks, yet paused in all its noise due to her arrival.

As Yang Xiaoxiu observed everyone, they too realized it was her who entered.

In an instant, various eyes focused on her, some surprised, some startled, some showed complex expressions, some eyes gleamed with schadenfreude, while a few cast pitying glances.