She goes crazy, he'll cover for her; the darling of the group is someone no one dares to mess w

"Hey, are you kidding me? Mr. Han is a well-known eligible bachelor, a golden bachelor. Where would he get a wife from!"

"If she's not his wife, then she must be a confidante? A man as outstanding as Mr. Han must have quite a few confidantes, right?"

The group of official representatives surrounding Zhao Changgeng burst into laughter.

On the other side, the CEOs of various companies were completely different. They all held their wine glasses and secretly observed Han Xi's expression, and none of them smiled.

Among them were many who had dealt with Han Xi before. They knew this man too well. It wasn't that he couldn't take a joke, but rather... they didn't know which joke would touch his sore spot.

Ignoring the teasing from Director Zhao and his group, Han Xi entered the room and went straight to the single sofa at the back, then turned around and sat down.

He had just sat down when Director Zhao, holding a wine glass, pulled Xu Fangye over.

"President Han, it's a rare treat to see you at a banquet like this. I've heard that the Han Group controls a large portion of Beijing's economy. For someone as busy as you to take time out of your busy schedule to attend this summit, I must offer you a toast on behalf of the organizers!"

Director Zhao was clearly three-tenths drunk; his speech was slurred, and he swayed as he held his glass, spilling most of it before even taking a sip.

Han Xi ignored him and glanced at Xu Fangye next to him.

Xu Fangye had obviously drunk quite a bit. Although he wasn't as unsteady on his feet as Director Zhao, his narrow phoenix eyes, slightly squinted, suggested a hint of intoxication.

Han Xi turned his head to the side, and Lin Mo behind him, sensing his intention, got up and helped Xu Fangye to sit down on the sofa next to him.

Then, without changing his expression, he stood sideways in front of Han Xi, slightly blocking Zhao Ju's attempt to pat Han Xi, and bowed with a slight smile, saying, "Director Zhao, you flatter me. Han's is just an ordinary company. We don't have that much power. I see you've had enough to drink today. Mr. Han understands your good intentions, so let's skip the wine."

Lin Mo grabbed the wine glass from Director Zhao's hand and was about to pull him back. If it were any other time, people would understand what was going on at this point: Han Xi didn't want to drink this glass of wine.

But now that he was drunk, his consciousness couldn't keep up with his brain and he couldn't react properly. Director Zhao felt that Han Xi was not giving him face, and he was immediately unhappy. Naturally, he was unwilling to give up.

He pushed Lin Mo aside, continued to hold his wine glass and lean closer to Han Xi, his smile containing a warning: "President Han, the fact that you can attend this summit means you have a project you're interested in. It's just a glass of wine, are you not even going to give me that much face?"

On the sofa, Han Xi sat with his legs crossed, looking indifferent, his eyes lowered as he scrolled through his phone.

After a long while, he finally looked up from his phone and looked at Director Zhao in front of him. His face did not show much emotion, and he did not speak, his lips were slightly upturned.

Director Zhao: "I know the Han family is very powerful, and President Han, as the head of the Han family, is always treated like royalty. But I heard that the Han family is currently vying for the Taihu Bay project, and coincidentally, I have some connections with District Chief Zou..."

The words were left unsaid, but the deeper meaning was self-evident.

Director Zhao stared meaningfully at Han Xi with his dim yellow eyes, and pushed his wine glass forward, as if he was certain that Han Xi would not refuse again.

Xu Fangye, leaning back on the sofa, glanced at Director Zhao's face and then closed his eyes.

"Director Zhao, you're drunk."

Director Zhao chuckled, put his hand on Lin Mo's shoulder, leaned in and whispered, "What do you mean by drunk? I know the Han family is rich and powerful. Since you won't give me face, I'll just have to have a good talk with my old friend. After all, it's just a project. I'm sure President Han doesn't care much about it. Even if we lose it, there's always another one, right?"

"Of course, if President Han changes his mind and is willing to drink this glass of wine, then there might still be room for maneuver. After all, we are all gathered here for the sake of the country's economic development, and cooperation is the only way to achieve a win-win situation."

Lin Mo remained silent.

Behind him, Han Xi lowered his eyes, gently turned off his phone and put it in his pocket. Then he stood up and looked at Director Zhao across from him with a cool gaze, and said with a smirk, "Director Zhao is right. For the sake of domestic economic development, cooperation is the only way to achieve a win-win situation."

"It seems Mr. Han does understand..."

"Lin Mo, since Director Zhao enjoys drinking so much, we must satisfy him. Have ten more bottles of wine brought from the table. If he can't finish them, he can take them with him."

"Take the leftovers home?" That basically means you'll have to take what you can't finish with you.

Director Zhao's expression changed drastically: "President Han, what do you mean?"

Han Xi smiled but didn't say anything.

He gestured for Lin Mo to help Xu Fangye up from the sofa, then put one hand in his pocket and walked towards the door first.

Only after they left did Director Zhao suddenly slam the cup in his hand down.

Brown liquid splattered everywhere as the glass shattered, and those who had been laughing earlier fell silent instantly, all watching the scene unfold.

"Go find someone to come in and clean up," someone whispered.

The atmosphere in the private room became somber. Some people went out to look for someone, while others came over to help Director Zhao back to the sofa.

"Why are you so angry? Mr. Han said he couldn't drink when he arrived today. He already had several drinks with us at the beginning, which is enough. Why force him to drink?"

Director Zhao said coldly, "I'm not asking you to do something you shouldn't. He's just a kid who hasn't even grown up yet. If it weren't for the Han family, who would know who he is? I'm only giving him face by drinking with him. He's putting on airs in front of me. He really thinks he's someone important!"

"Look at what you're saying, that's really inappropriate."

"That's right. Everyone knows how powerful the Han family is in Beijing and across the country. If it weren't for the support of the two giants, the Xu family of Haicheng and the Han family of Beijing, we wouldn't have been able to invite so many industry celebrities and experts from all walks of life to this corporate summit."

"Our purpose here is to ensure the success of this summit and its successful conclusion in three days. Why let a drink cause unpleasantness with the Han family? It would be bad for everyone if the media made a fuss about it and created negative news."

Director Zhao: "..."

...on the bus.

"Boss, Zhao Changgeng was only promoted to director in March of this year. He did manage to complete two projects after taking office, but a lot of negative comments also came out, but he had people suppress them."

"Why suppress it? The voice of the people is the best indicator of a person's ability. Director Zhao isn't very proud of himself, so let's give him a hand and let him show off at the summit."

Lin Mo raised an eyebrow: "I understand."

Xu Fangye chuckled softly with his eyes closed: "It seems that someone's newly acquired position is in jeopardy."

"It seems that President Xu has sobered up quite a bit by now." Han Xi, who had been speaking in a deep voice just a second ago, slowly turned around.

Xu Fangye raised an eyebrow: "I wasn't drunk to begin with."

"So you deliberately watched Zhao Changgeng go on a drunken rampage?"

"What do you mean by 'intentionally'? How would I know that Zhao Changgeng, who looks respectable, would reveal his true colors after a few drinks and start showing off his official power at the dinner table?"

"Given Mr. Xu's temperament, why would he be so tolerant of him tonight?"

“It’s all thanks to the old man.” Xu Fangye slumped in his chair, his tone helpless: “Zhao Changgeng’s father and grandfather have some connections. Some time ago, Zhao Changgeng brought his father to pay a special visit. Grandpa asked me to help him out, so I had no choice but to comply.”

"How is Grandpa doing lately? Fang Li asked me to bring him a gift. When would be a convenient time for me to visit him?"

"It's up to you, anytime." Xu Fangye looked at him with ill intent.