Wen Yuci was acquainted with the bank president's wife and contacted her.
Painting was not Wen Yuci's main business, but she painted beautifully and was somewhat famous among the circles of socialites and rich ladies.
The bank president's wife was very fond of Wen Yuci's paintings.
After Wen Yuci offered to gift her a painting, the wife agreed to let her meet with the bank president the next day to discuss the loan issue.
Having communicated with the wife, Wen Yuci then made a painting according to her tastes.
By the time she finished, it was already eleven o'clock at night.
Seemingly reminded of something, she took out the room card of the five-star hotel from her bag.
She stared at it for a long time before throwing it into the trash bin.
In the hotel, inside the President suite.
The man in a dark navy blue robe, with a cigarette between his fingers, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.
