Yuan Heng nonchalantly lifted his hand, presenting the beautiful women by his side to Gu Chen as if they were merchandise on display.
"Talking business naturally requires fine food, fine wine, and beautiful women to add flavor," he said, rising up to shake hands with Gu Chen. "As the president, you wouldn't mind, right?"
Gu Chen was indeed indifferent; since these were Yuan Heng's predilections, as a business partner, he naturally needed to show him some courtesy.
"President Yuan, as you wish."
After shaking hands, they both took their seats.
Two presumptuous beauties immediately got up and moved from Yuan Heng's side to the chairs next to Gu Chen, one of them already reaching for the wine, intending to pour it for Gu Chen.
Gu Chen waved his hand, "Just take good care of President Yuan."
His voice was not loud and his tone was not high, but his gaze carried an indifference and rejection that could not be ignored.