Pathological training system! Sister, please respect yourself

Halfway through the dinner, someone sat down in the empty seat next to Ning Yuechen. She didn't look over, but just asked, "Where is Mr. Bai? The dinner is almost over."

Bai Yi looked at her profile, which looked even more graceful and beautiful under the colorful lights, and responded softly, "I was outside looking at the night view for a while."

"Boss Bai is really in a good mood."

Ning Yuechen glanced inconspicuously at the people around who were silently observing them, picked up the small plate of pastries in front of her gracefully, scooped a spoonful with a spoon, and handed it to her.

As their eyes met, she asked softly, "Boss Bai, this cake is good, would you like to try it?"

Bai Yi's eyes never left her from beginning to end. Hearing this, he leaned forward slightly, put his right hand on her wrist, and put the cake in the spoon into his mouth.

Then he nodded and praised: "It tastes really good. If you like it, I can ask the pastry chef tonight to make a special portion for you."

"Mr. Bai is worthy of being one of the organizers of this banquet. He is very efficient." Ning Yuechen put down the ceramic food plate in his hand and turned to look at the center of the stage in front.

It was the final stage of the auction, and the auctioneer wearing white gloves was showing a vase in a special glass container.

She recognized at a glance that this was a ceramic artwork unearthed from a certain dynasty, and also a decorative ceremonial vessel that was only circulated among the royal family and aristocrats in that dynasty.

Such porcelain has been preserved so intact and has been passed down to this day, so its collection value is naturally self-evident.

Because Ning Yuechen likes flower arrangement, he has developed the habit of collecting various exquisite ceramic artworks, especially porcelain vases, since he was a child.

However, this hobby only lasted until high school. Even though I have achieved complete financial independence now, I no longer have the leisure time I had when I was young.

From her angle, she could clearly see the simple and gorgeous colors reflected from the vase, as well as the lifelike patterns. She thought that it was indeed a grand charity dinner jointly organized by multiple capitals, and even the auction items on display were so eye-opening.

She really liked the vase and couldn't help but stare at it intently. It was not until the host offered a starting price of eight million that she looked away and continued to taste the cake on the plate.

Bai Yi, who had been observing her, raised his hand, and a few seconds later, An Jingshan quickly appeared. She just bent over to listen to her boss's speech, and then disappeared silently.

Ning Yuechen didn't care. When she looked at the stage again, she heard the auctioneer announce the price again, this time it was directly 30 million.

But compared to the first bid, this time the auctioneer made a very obvious gesture towards the audience.

Anyone who has participated in an auction knows that this gesture means that a wealthy and honorable person has appeared at the scene. Otherwise, one would not dare to light a sky lantern easily in such an occasion where so many prominent figures gather.

Sure enough, the auctioneer made three consecutive bids and the audience fell silent.

Ning Yuechen tasted another bite of the cake, and then heard the auctioneer say, "Congratulations to Bai Yi, chairman of the Bai Group, for winning this auction item."

She turned her head to glance at the calm person next to her and completely lost her appetite.

This guy is really the same as before, very disgusting.

The next second, the other party said, "Send your home address to Secretary An, and she will arrange for someone to deliver the vase."

Ning Yuechen refused straightforwardly: "Boss Bai, I don't accept gifts without merit. I appreciate your kindness, but I really can't accept such an expensive gift."

"I bought it for you, just accept it."

"Boss Bai's habit of forcing people to give him gifts has not changed at all. However, from what I know about you, every penny you spend will be returned double. I just don't know what you want me to give you in exchange for the 30 million?"

Bai Yi looked at her again: "I just want to give you a gift. If you really think I have some intentions, just treat me to a meal as a return gift."

"Boss Bai, I think I've made it very clear just now. I don't want to have anything to do with you anymore. Let's leave the bridge to the bridge and the road to the road. That's the best ending for us, don't you agree?"

When Ning Yuechen said this, he deliberately covered his mouth with his hands in order to prevent the cameras and eyes from being focused on them, or to be more precise, on himself.

Bai Yi's capital strength and social status are there. No media dares to take pictures of her casually, let alone circulate photos of her in private occasions without permission.

But he is different. As an agent who has worked his way up from the bottom of the entertainment industry to the upper echelons, Ning Yuechen has been making his presence felt in public while making his way in the circle over the years.

For this reason, fans of the popular artists under her company, while paying attention to their own idols, will also include her, the boss, in their observation list, in case their idols suffer any grievances, so that they can react quickly and unite to criticize her.

Although several famous artists in the company were invited to attend this kind of Vanity Fair, which could greatly increase their exposure, she personally brought only Shengxia with her and introduced her to business resources.

So adhering to the principle that less trouble is worse than more, Ning Yuechen now really wants to stay away from Bai Yi, the plague god.

But this person not only had no tact, but also sat closer to me and even went a step further to invite me: "Do you have time recently? Let's have dinner together."

Ning Yuechen kept a fake smile and then ruthlessly refused: "I don't have time, and I don't have an appetite to eat with you."

Bai Yi persisted and did not give up: "As far as I know, you plan to realize the complete chain of virtuous cycle development of the three major sectors of the company, namely artist management, film and television production, and idol management, in the next five years. In addition to the artist's potential to become a big star, the resources and connections that the company can provide are also very important. I can help you."

"Boss Bai, I naturally believe in your ability. But I don't need your help in my career. Also, if you stay away from me, it will be the greatest help to me."

"Of course I believe in your ability, otherwise you wouldn't have achieved what you have today in just four years. Putting aside other factors, isn't it a good thing to have one more connection that can help you realize your career ambitions?"

Ning Yuechen smiled at the camera that was filming him, and as he lowered his head to sip his wine, he coldly said three words: "I can't let it go."

Seeing that her smiling face was almost frozen, Bai Yi looked coldly at the cameraman in front of him who was constantly pressing the shutter button. When the other person pointed the camera at Ning Yuechen's chest, he waved to An Jingshan to come over.

He ordered in a cold voice: "Smash the photographer's equipment and throw him out. Don't let me see him again. Also, no cameras are allowed to be pointed in this direction."

An Jingshan nodded immediately: "Okay, Mr. Bai."