"Yue Guan, are you trying to steal Ru Yue's bodyguard? Well, let me introduce one to you. A good physique does not necessarily mean a good bodyguard. Who knows if he's just a silver-plated shell without substance?" A woman in her thirties with heavy makeup and a sharp voice said this, causing a bout of laughter among the women around her.
Qi Yue noticed that most of the men accompanying the women to the party were merely appendages. When the women gathered to chat, they usually waited quietly on the side. For someone with his chauvinistic tendencies, he found this situation somewhat uncomfortable.
Ru Yue glanced at the heavily made-up woman, a trace of impatience flickering in her eyes, her face soon turning icy. She responded calmly, "President Wang, you jest. Our Longyu Group is but a small player, how could we compare with your Hengyuan Group?"
