Having been reborn, why would he be afraid of Mr. Gu, who still has a white moonlight?

The waiter led everyone to a VIP room with three octagonal eights. The room was indeed much more luxurious than the usual private rooms, and the space was also much larger.

The luxurious crystal chandelier and swaying lights, along with a large screen in the middle that divides the space into two areas, do not affect the overall space of the private room at all.

Song Wanwan couldn't help but marvel at the power of money, and her fondness for Chairman Mao increased even more.

Upon entering the private room, everyone marveled at the 'luxury' of the room and became even more curious about Song Wanwan's identity.

Everyone found their preferred seats. Song Wanwan sat on one side of the circular sofa, with Su Tang and Liang Tiantian sitting next to her.

The waiter pushed in a cart full of drinks and snacks, filling both carts to the brim, and everyone cheered.

"Team Leader Song, are you a fairy descended from heaven? That's wonderful!"

The waiter even brought out a bottle of Contrôle red wine worth 88,000 yuan, nodded and said, "Ms. Song, this is a wine specially given to black card customers. I hope you like it."

After saying that, he opened the bottle with a bottle opener and poured it into a decanter to let it breathe.

Song Wanwan chuckled lightly. Gu Tingzhou's card was quite useful; he managed to save face very well!

She wasn't very familiar with her colleagues from the other groups, so she took the microphone and said, "Everyone, please drink and eat as you please. The main thing is to have fun, so please help yourselves!"

After he finished speaking, enthusiastic applause and cheers erupted!

Those who liked to sing went to request songs, while those who wanted to drink started toasting and drinking.

Song Wanwan took a plate of preserved plums, sat on the sofa, and watched Liang Tiantian sing a song, a duet with Su Tang.

Her voice, like her name, is sweet and perfect for love songs, making Song Wanwan feel that love is sweet.

At this moment, Zhang Peng, holding a glass of red wine, swirled the glass and approached Song Wanwan, along with Li Yue.

Standing next to Song Wanwan, Zhang Peng smiled and said, "Team Leader Song, I didn't get to have a drink with you at the restaurant earlier, so I specially invited Team Leader Li to join us. Let's have a drink together as the three of us team leaders, and hope we can cooperate more in the future."

Before tonight, Song Wanwan still thought there was a chance for everyone to work together, but after Liang Tiantian explained the project allocation rules, she no longer had any hope for the 'cooperation' that Zhang Peng mentioned. However, since they would see each other all the time in the future, she couldn't refuse his good intentions.

She picked up her wine glass, smiled faintly, and said, "I'm new here and don't know much about things. Please take good care of me, team leaders."

The private room was dimly lit. Song Wanwan put on a forced smile and acted like she was being particularly generous. She clinked glasses with the two men and said, "Team Leader Zhang, Team Leader Li, I'm not very good with words. It's all in the wine."

After saying that, she tilted her head back and drank it all.

Zhang Peng was surprised that Song Wanwan didn't hesitate and laughed, "Team Leader Song is indeed very generous. I like people like you. If you have any difficulties in work or life, you can come to me. We are equals at work, and we'll be friends later."

Song Wanwan smiled and nodded, replying, "Yes, I've heard that Team Leader Zhang is a kind-hearted person who takes good care of his colleagues, especially the female ones."

Zhang Peng raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Really? I thought they would talk badly about me in front of you."

Upon hearing this, Li Yue, standing to the side, scoffed, "Team Leader Zhang, you have a reputation, but Team Leader Song was just hinting at you. Team Leader Song is not someone you can mess with, so don't be ungrateful."

Zhang Peng replied in a greasy tone, "Li Yue, what are you saying? Team Leader Song is so beautiful, who wouldn't like her? Everyone loves beauty."

After saying that, she even gave Song Wanwan a flirtatious wink.

That expression, that tone, sent chills down Song Wanwan's spine; the hairs on her body stood on end.

She felt disgusted inside, but wore a smile on her face. If she hadn't started working, Song Wanwan would definitely have given this kind of person a cold shoulder.

But she knew that this was just a common occurrence in her work, and that Zhang Peng was not the first, nor would he be the last.

I will encounter similar situations in the future, and I will have to solve them myself. There won't always be someone to help me.

She remained outwardly calm, but the smile in her eyes faded, and her tone clearly indicated her unwillingness to acknowledge him. She said, "Thank you for your kind words, Team Leader Zhang. Although I am indeed quite likable, not just anyone can be interested in me."

Now that I don't even want Gu Tingzhou anymore, what makes you, Zhang Peng, so attractive to me?

Zhang Peng gave an awkward laugh and said to Song Wanwan, "Team Leader Song, in our line of work, we deal with rich and powerful people. Who is truly clean when they get to this point?"

After saying that, he suddenly leaned close to Song Wanwan's ear and whispered, "Team Leader Song uses her looks to attract men, and I also want to be the man behind you."

His warm breath washed over Song Wanwan's ear, startling her. She froze, feeling nauseous, and her eyes blazed with anger.

Song Wanwan wanted to laugh, but her lips were stiff. Some people you want to get along with peacefully, but you can't resist the fact that they only want to die.

She clenched her fists, her nails digging into her flesh, the slight pain keeping her calm.

A faint smile played on her lips, but her eyes burned with a fierce intensity. She said coldly, "Be the man behind me? Have you thought it through? No regrets?"

Zhang Peng smiled ambiguously, "To die beneath the peony blossoms is to be a romantic ghost."

Song Wanwan scoffed and said, "Fine, remember what you said, and come with me."

She put down her wine glass and, under the watchful eyes of Li Yue and Zhang Peng, resolutely walked out of the private room.

Zhang Peng winked at Li Yue, as if to say, "See? I told you all women are the same, and Song Wanwan is no exception."

Li Yue chuckled and said disdainfully, "You'd better watch yourself."

Zhang Peng grinned lewdly and followed Song Wanwan out of the private room.

Instead of taking the elevator, Song Wanwan walked through the corridor, pushed open the fire door of the emergency exit, and went inside.

Zhang Peng followed behind and saw Song Wanwan walk into the emergency exit. A strange smile appeared on his lips. She really knew how to play. The emergency exit was dimly lit, so she could do whatever she wanted without being noticed. It was very discreet.

He then pushed open the door and went inside. He thought Song Wanwan would be waiting for him behind the door, but he heard the sound of high heels coming from above.

He looked up and saw Song Wanwan standing on the steps, giving him a seductive smile before turning and walking up the steps again.

Zhang Peng felt that Song Wanwan was like a poisonous poppy, possessing a fatal attraction.

He swallowed hard, a burning sensation rising in a certain part of his body, and loosened the tie around his neck with his hand.

He stepped up the stairs, his eyes fixed on the slender, beautiful figure, wishing he could pin her down right now.

Song Wanwan pushed open the door on the ninth floor, but it didn't close properly. Half of her face and figure were exposed in the light, and the other half were hidden in the darkness, like a seductive enchantress, terrifyingly alluring.

She glanced back at the man behind her, a brief look that was incredibly alluring.

Zhang Peng's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly took two steps at a time to catch up.

Song Wanwan walked in front the whole time, while Zhang Peng followed a step behind, unable to resist the urge to get a step closer.

Song Wanwan seemed to know his intentions and was always one step ahead of him, as if she was teasing him. A playful smile appeared on his lips, and a glint of light flashed in his eyes.

Song Wanwan took a few steps and stopped outside a private room. She looked up at the room number, took a breath, and pushed the door open.

As she entered, the light from the corridor shone on her figure, revealing her to the people in the private room.

Once they could see her clearly, the group of people sitting around the private room playing cards stopped playing and became unusually quiet.

Song Wanwan glanced at the group of people, her gaze settling on the handsome and noble man in the main seat. A faint smile appeared on her lips, like a fleeting ephemera blooming in the dark night, only for a moment, yet eternal.

The cold voice was calm, but the words it spoke stunned everyone inside.

"Gu Tingzhou, someone wants to be the man behind me. Do you agree?"