My Perfect Female CEO-Chapter 845: Gathering of the Big Shots

Guo Xiong and his entourage left dejectedly.

Mengyao casually watched the scene, sighed helplessly, and said, "What must come will eventually come; you can’t hide from it. Fortunately, you’re here. Otherwise, I wouldn’t know how to handle it. Facing Guo Xiong, I’d probably be overwhelmed, surely faced with a series of cold looks and ridicule. Only you could make Guo Xiong run away with his tail between his legs in fear."

As she spoke, she gazed tenderly at Ye Fan. With her skills, it wouldn’t be possible to make Guo Xiong leave so disgracefully; she’d probably be the one embarrassed. It was Ye Fan’s reputation that truly terrified a big shot like Guo Xiong.

"Some things need me to step in to resolve them quickly and efficiently," Ye Fan said calmly.

"Yes, indeed." Mengyao gave a rare smile and then softly said, "As we expected, major figures will seize the opportunity of our gambling duel with the Little Gambling God to stir trouble in the dark, hoping to ruin our reputation."

"Whatever monsters or demons there are, they’ll be disappointed," Ye Fan said confidently.

The group entered the entertainment district, where the luxurious decorations were extremely extravagant.

Gambling is an indispensable part of entertainment.

And the gambling area is just a small part of the entertainment district.

The hall, akin to a casino, had every gambling game imaginable, a perfect blend of East and West.

Those wanting to gamble could exchange money for chips and play to their hearts’ content.

"Have you heard? The Little Gambling God is going to have a gambling duel with the Chu Group."

"The Chu Group is really overestimating itself. How dare they compete with the Little Gambling God? It’s like a mouse licking a cat’s nose."

"What do you mean?"

"Courting death."

"Haha, indeed."

"I think this time the Chu Group is going to lose badly. The Chu Group, attempting to compete with the Little Gambling God alone, and with the financial might of various big shots, is bound to have its dignity swept away."

"The major figures have found it hard to target the Chu Group directly; this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

Everyone murmured quietly, looking pleased about the situation.

When Ye Fan and Mengyao appeared in front of everyone, the atmosphere took a curious turn.

"Look, those are people from the Chu Group."

"Among the women, the only man is the one competing with the Little Gambling God. Just by looking, you can tell he’s overconfident, wanting to compare gambling skills with the Little Gambling God—it’s outright suicide."

Taunting words surged forth continuously.

In a luxurious private room, among the ten gathered tycoons, all except Mengyao were present.

Guo Xiong’s expression was extremely gloomy, watching the surveillance footage of people who infuriated him, gritting his teeth.

"The main event is here; the show is about to begin," Tang Jian’an said with a smile.

"It’s time to show Chu Mengyao, this ungrateful woman, the extent of our power," Song Tianba said.

"This time, truly, it was a blessing in disguise. Trying to find a reason to trouble the Chu Group, to avoid being accused of bullying the weak with numbers, we can use this gambling duel well to cause the Chu Group significant damage," said Lu Binwang from the Northeast Lu Family, speaking lightly.

"As leaders in the business world, we naturally need to teach Chu Mengyao some life lessons. To be honest, we should thank Brother Guo. If it weren’t for the conflict between the Guo Family’s guest and the Chu Group, it would’ve been hard to find such an opportunity," said Wang Jingwei, the Patriarch from the Hong Kong and Taiwan Wang Family, casting a meaningful glance at Guo Xiong.

Each of the nine present had immense influence wherever they did business, akin to an earthquake when they stomped their feet.

The nine of them spoke easily, one after the other.

At this moment, they confidently discussed the plan to bring disaster upon the Chu Group.

They didn’t consider losing; in their minds, they never believed the Little Gambling God would lose.

Guo Xiong remained silent, still brooding over the insult from Ye Fan. The major figures understood Guo Xiong’s pain, tactfully avoiding mentioning unpleasant topics.

"It’s time for us to show up too. Guo Xiong, come on, let’s seek revenge for you and properly insult the Chu Group’s people," Tang Jian’an said energetically as he stood up.

The other big shots smiled maliciously and headed toward the Chu Group.

Here, Ling Xue actively approached Ye Fan, Mengyao, and the others. She hesitated for a moment before speaking: "If you admit defeat, we can not count our gambling agreement for now."

"Why is that?" Mengyao pretended not to understand, but she knew Ling Xue’s good intentions.

Ling Xue had heard a lot. The gambling duel between her and the Chu Group was purely personal grudges, mainly a matter of the dignity between the lineage of the Gambling God and the Chu Group’s competition. But being used by other big shots to take advantage and attack the Chu Group wasn’t the outcome she wanted.

"Are you really clueless, or are you pretending not to know?" Ling Xue said impatiently, "I can’t believe with your intelligence, you don’t understand the trickery involved."

"Thank you, Miss Ling Xue, for your kindness. You’re able to disregard your promise and temporarily set aside your reputation and the dignity of the Gambling God’s lineage to consider for us by unilaterally canceling the duel; we appreciate this gesture," Mengyao said seriously. "But the decision has already been made, and it cannot be changed. We are all riding a tiger now, aren’t we?"

"Then you take care of yourself," Ling Xue said coolly.

Indeed, both sides had their own thoughts and difficulties, but they also had no choice but to continue the duel.

The nine tycoons, led by Tang Jian’an, arrived, immediately igniting the scene.

"Ten tycoons gathering in one place; this is a rare occurrence," everyone marveled.

Tang Jian’an and the other nine focused their gaze on President Chu. Naturally, the faint apprehension deep in their eyes was due to Ye Fan’s reputation.

However, they had learned their lesson; with Guo Xiong’s previous example, they didn’t actively provoke Chu Mengyao, nor dared to target Ye Fan. They had other methods to punish the Chu Group.

"This is not the outcome I wish to see, but neither is it something I can change," Song Meimei mumbled disappointedly but was helpless.

"Little Gambling God, I’ve heard of your great name. When we meet with your master, we often hear your master’s praise for you, saying you have the most gambling talent in nearly a hundred years. This time, against the Chu Group, we stand on your side," Tang Jian’an said with a courteous attitude, representing the nine tycoons.

"You’re too kind. I don’t deserve such politeness," Ling Xue said, a bit flattered.

Although dissatisfied with the nine tycoons’ motives, each one of them was a significant figure. Her master wouldn’t dare to breathe loudly in front of them, let alone her.

The nine enthusiastically extended a warm welcome, and she naturally had to be reserved.