Chapter 87: Listing Banquet

The VIP room was empty; Li Qingwan locked the door behind her, then lunged fiercely at Chen Yu, clutching him tightly and pressing her burning lips against him.

Chen Yu sneered, extended his right hand, and tapped the center of her brow; his Divine Sense took advantage of the opening and instantly took control of Li Qingwan.

Immediately, he flicked out a Paper Man; the Paper Man attached itself to Li Qingwan's body, and in Li Qingwan's consciousness, this Paper Man was Chen Yu. She panted, unbuttoned her clothes, and sank into a state of delirium.

Chen Yu pulled himself away, looked at the disgraceful Li Qingwan, sneered involuntarily, opened the door, and turned to leave.

A group of bodyguards was searching everywhere for Chen Yu. Zhou Lin said Chen Yu was a destabilizing factor and told them to remove him. They pushed open the door to the VIP room and saw Li Qingwan completely naked; they were instantly shocked...

The banquet had already begun. The company's chairperson was supposed to take the stage to speak, but because Li Qingwan could not be found for a long time, Zhou Lin stepped in temporarily to speak on his wife's behalf.

"Dear guests and friends, first of all, welcome to our Qingwan Group pre-listing banquet. After long preparations, our Qingwan Group has finally submitted its listing application."

"Our Qingwan Group has always been committed to mutual development and shared benefits. Now, several powerful companies have invested in our group, and the market value is expected to reach two billion after listing."

Zhou Lin was beaming: "I, Zhou Lin, Vice President of Qingwan Group, thank you all for your support here. Let us raise our glasses and toast to the success of Qingwan Group's listing."

A burst of cheers erupted at the scene, and everyone raised their glasses to congratulate Zhou Lin.

Zhou Lin was beaming; this was the highlight of his life.

Just at this moment, a cold voice interrupted the atmosphere of the scene: "Today is the Qingwan Group listing banquet; why hasn't the company's big boss, Li Qingwan, appeared to be seen?"

This voice was not loud, but it was extremely piercing. The cheers at the scene were instantly drowned out, and everyone looked to the side, wanting to find the source of this voice.

A figure flashed, and Chen Yu appeared. He walked over slowly, and the people on both sides involuntarily made a path for him.

"It's you again." Zhou Lin stared at Chen Yu through gritted teeth: "What do you want to do?"

"President Zhou, you invited me repeatedly to attend the Qingwan Group listing banquet. If I didn't come, wouldn't that be disrespectful?" Chen Yu said with a chuckle.

"We welcome those who come to the banquet, but if you are here to cause trouble, I will not be polite in having you removed," Zhou Lin said coldly.

"Of course I am here for the banquet," Chen Yu said with a chuckle: "And what I said seems to be correct, too. On such an important occasion, why hasn't Miss Li Qingwan, the actual controlling shareholder of Qingwan Group and the person for whom the company is named, appeared?"

As soon as Chen Yu's words fell, the guests in the room began to whisper to one another.

A listing banquet where the company president does not appear—that really does not make sense.

"Did you find her?" Zhou Lin asked in a low voice when he saw his bodyguards walking over in a hurry; he knew that this occasion would not work without Li Qingwan.

"We found her, but President Li, she..." The bodyguard looked as if it were difficult to speak.

"Then why don't you let her come out?" Zhou Lin said angrily.

"But, but..." the bodyguard stammered.

Suddenly, a gasp of shock erupted from the crowd. Zhou Lin looked up, and his heart gave a heavy jolt; he almost fainted on the spot.

Several bodyguards were seen escorting a woman who was barely covered; the dress on the woman's body was torn to shreds. Although she was wrapped in a piece of clothing, large patches of skin were still exposed.

Her face was flushed, wearing an expression of satisfaction after pleasure, and her hands were still clutching a bodyguard tightly, twisting her waist and desperately trying to press herself against that bodyguard.

That bodyguard's face turned red; it was evident he was forcibly resisting this temptation.

"Slut..." This word surfaced in everyone's mind almost simultaneously.

More importantly, this woman was none other than the protagonist of the night, the president of Qingwan Group, Li Qingwan, who was also Zhou Lin's wife of only a short time.

Swish—everyone's gaze turned in unison toward Zhou Lin; there was shock, pity, and schadenfreude.

On such an important day, she—Zhou Lin's newlywed wife who had just finished her honeymoon—had actually, in front of many celebrities and powerful figures, under the eyes of everyone, placed a green hat on Zhou Lin.

"Take her away, take her away quickly." Zhou Lin roared, using almost all his strength.

Several bodyguards hurriedly dragged Li Qingwan away. Zhou Lin managed to stand straight, and amidst the gazes of the crowd, he forced a calm smile: "President Li is feeling unwell; let me preside over today's event."

"Everyone here isn't a fool. Is that what you call 'unwell'? It's clear she was just over-excited today, haha." Chen Yu laughed out loud.

"Chen Yu, either get out, or I will have you thrown out." Zhou Lin was trembling with rage, and he shouted with a livid face.

"The good show has only just begun. You want me to leave now? Impossible." Chen Yu smiled.

"What exactly do you want?" Zhou Lin took a deep breath and calmed down; he suddenly realized that Chen Yu had a purpose for coming here today.

"Attending the banquet, of course. But before I came, I happened to look into the history of Qingwan Group's rise," Chen Yu said with a chuckle: "Would you like me to say it in front of everyone?"

"Kid, if you don't get out now, don't blame me for being impolite." A middle-aged man behind Zhou Lin shouted in a deep voice.

"This must be President Huang, President of Jingye Group, new partner and shareholder of Qingwan Group. Your Jingye Group has close business dealings with Beijing Industrial, a subsidiary of the Xia Clan, and the annual net profit is considerable."

"More importantly, you are a distant relative of Zou Dalong's wife, so you can walk sideways in Fengling, right?" Chen Yu glanced at the middle-aged man.

"Not bad. You surnamed Chen, I don't know where you came from, but right now, wanting to crush you is no different from crushing an ant," the middle-aged man sneered.

"Five minutes. Jingye Group goes bankrupt, and your distant cousin severs ties with you. Do you believe it?" Chen Yu smiled.

"Heh, you must be an idiot." The man looked at Chen Yu as if looking at a mentally disabled person.

"Jingye Group, delisted." Chen Yu took out his phone and sent a voice message in public.

"Haha, where did this idiot President Zhou come from? Is he here to amuse everyone?" The man surnamed Huang laughed loudly, not taking Chen Yu seriously at all.

However, before he had finished laughing, his phone rang. Seeing the caller ID, his expression changed instantly; the caller was none other than his cousin in Fengling, that is, Zou Dalong's wife.

"Cousin, how do you have time today?" The man answered the phone with difficulty.

"Huang Jingye, from today on, I am no longer your cousin. In the future, don't come looking for me for anything, and don't use my name to make connections." The voice coming from the receiver made the man's heart turn cold halfway.

"Cousin, what's wrong? Is there some misunderstanding?" Huang Jingye panicked: "If I did something wrong, I can change."

"You provoked someone you shouldn't have." The other party only said this coldly and hung up the phone directly.

Listening to the busy signal after the hang-up, Huang Jingye was a bit dazed; he didn't know what was going on.

"President Huang, it's bad! Beijing Industrial is cutting off all business dealings with us." Before he had even digested the previous news, his assistant ran over in a panic and dropped another bombshell...