Huh? Are villainous bosses this easy to flirt with?

Chapter 179 Just Spraying F with Open Mouth

After being pressed several times, the man grew impatient with his companion's questions, lowered his voice but spoke in a stern tone, "Huo Yunting!"

The questioner paused for a few seconds, swallowed hard, and asked with difficulty, "Is it Huo Yunting from the Huo family that I'm thinking of?"

"if not."

"How...how is this possible?!"

“I also think it’s impossible, but they look so alike. If you don’t believe me, you can search for his picture online.”

Huo Yunting, whose name and image frequently appear on the covers of financial news and financial weekly magazines, naturally has many photos of him online.

Five years ago, a set of photos of him attending a top summit is still circulating wildly online—he was dressed in a suit and tie, with a perfect proportion of broad shoulders and a narrow waist, sitting with his long legs casually crossed, and his gaze casually sweeping towards the camera, revealing a powerful aura of looking down on all living beings and looking down on the world.

The inquirer, half-believing and half-doubting, took out his phone and quickly typed Huo Yunting's name into a search engine.

A barrage of photos popped up on the page, which he clicked on, enlarged, and compared repeatedly. His expression gradually shifted from doubt to shock. "That person...could it really be Huo Yunting!?"

It's no wonder he was so shocked. The class gap between Huo Yunting, who stands at the top of the pyramid, and ordinary people is as vast as an insurmountable chasm.

Subconsciously, people believed that such a powerful figure in the business world only appeared in the news and never thought that they would meet him in real life.

The person who started it all suggested, "Why don't you go and ask?"

"...That's not a good idea, it's a bit presumptuous."

……

As time went on, the invited guests arrived one after another, and after all the dishes were served, everyone took their seats.

Huo Yunting naturally sat close to Xie Qing. His upright posture and noble temperament quickly attracted the attention of many people around him.

"Liang Shun, you knew about this all along, why didn't you warn me? I was almost scared to death just now."

Chen Mo raised her hand and patted her chest, then leaned closer to Liang Shun, who was sitting next to her, and whispered something.

"If I tell you, there will be no surprise."

Liang Shun chuckled, "I was quite shocked when I first found out."

Chen Mo remained silent.

At the clinking of glasses, a crystal chandelier casts a soft, warm light, illuminating the delicious dishes on the table.

The guests held exquisite wine glasses, toasted each other, wore polite smiles, and exchanged pleasantries.

However, his gaze, seemingly focused on the cups and plates, actually shifted subtly, landing on Xie Qing and the man beside him.

Everyone present tacitly understood the man's identity.

The private room was still bustling with conversation and the clinking of cutlery, but no one dared to speak to Huo Yunting. Everyone looked at each other, waiting for someone to take the lead.

After all, no one knows what Huo Yunting's temper is like. If they say something wrong or do something that doesn't suit his taste and displeases this big shot, then they'll be in trouble.

Just then, a self-proclaimed clever film critic set his sights on Xie Qing, who was behaving intimately with Huo Yunting.

The two clearly have an unusual relationship; perhaps currying favor with Xie Qing could bring some benefits to oneself.

Wang Yu stood up, holding his wine glass, and said with a hint of flattery, "Xie Qing, you are definitely the biggest contributor to the film's great success as the male lead. Even if someone else had acted in it, the film might not have been this popular."

"Come, let me toast you, wishing you a future filled with outstanding works and a brilliant career!"

The conversation at the dinner table quieted down as everyone silently watched this scene.

These words praised Xie Qing too much, as if the success of the entire film was entirely due to him alone, and as if the film could not have been made at all without Xie Qing.

As Lu Sang listened, a nameless anger suddenly surged up inside him. The anger was stuck in his chest, unable to go up or down, and he felt like he was about to choke to death by this sense of humiliation.

If it weren't for the presence of so many people and the need to consider the occasion, he would have definitely smashed the plate of food in the other person's face.

They've completely abandoned all shame in their eagerness to curry favor with the powerful. They haven't participated in anything; all they do is spew nonsense!

Xie Qing put down her chopsticks. "You flatter me. The success of the film is inseparable from the hard work of every member of the crew. It was through everyone's concerted efforts that this work was created."

"I was just fortunate enough to participate in this production; I can't say I was the biggest contributor."

Lu Sang: Listen to this, listen to this! This is what human language looks like!!!

Wang Yu slapped his forehead. "Hey, that's exactly what I meant."

"I was under the influence of alcohol and misspoke, so... I'll punish myself with three drinks."

After three cups of wine, Wang Yu's face flushed. Seeing the empty wine glass in front of Xie Qing, he immediately turned his gaze to the waiter who was standing guard in the private room, ready to serve at any time.

"What are you standing here for? Hurry up and pour Xie Qing some wine!" A sudden shout, like a thunderclap from a clear sky.

The young male waiter trembled with fright and, without a moment's hesitation, rushed to Xie Qing's side to pour her a drink.

Pouring drinks for guests was not part of his service scope, but in order to avoid complaints, he could only swallow his grievances and do it silently.

Just then, Huo Yunting suddenly spoke up, his voice low and deep, "He doesn't drink."

Upon hearing Huo Yunting speak, Wang Yu seemed to be injected with a special stimulant, his face full of flattery, and he hurriedly said, "Mr. Huo, please don't be offended, it was my oversight. I'll have someone bring some other drinks right away."

As he raised his hand, about to call the waiter to get a drink, Huo Yunting looked up and uttered two words indifferently, "You go."

Not a question, but an affirmation.

Upon hearing this, Wang Yu's smile instantly froze on his face. Lu Sang urged gloatingly, "Wang Yu, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and go!"

"Oh, by the way, could you please bring me a bottle of orange juice, freshly squeezed?"

After saying that, he suddenly stood up and shouted in his usual loud voice on set, "Our Wang Ping (film critic, here for short) is going downstairs to get drinks. Everyone, if you want anything to drink, hurry up and let him know so he can bring it up for you!"

Wang Yu's previous remarks had severely offended the crew members, so it would be impolite to refuse the opportunity to get revenge.

"I want coconut juice, a whole bottle of coconut juice!"

"One bottle of Nutritional Express, please, Wang Ping."

"Sprite and Coke, um... that's all for now."

"As for me, I'll just have a glass of watermelon juice."

"A case of Wanglaoji, thank you very much."

"..."

The crew members kept talking, and after the last one finished speaking, Lu Sang "thoughtfully" wrote down the drinks that everyone had ordered and sent them to Wang Yu, saying, "Thank you for your help, Wang Ping."

They're treating him like a donkey!

Wang Yu wanted to explode, but considering Huo Yunting's presence, he could only grit his teeth and swallow his anger.