Li Pan glanced at her and handed her the glass in his hand,
"And you really expect to start some romantic history just by dancing here?"
Odilia took the champagne and gulped it down,
"Phew, of course I know that. It's about getting your face known, right? After this, I'll have more excuses to strike up a conversation. Come on, help me save face."
Li Pan didn't really care and let her pull him toward a couple in the lounge area.
"Bonsoir, Madame! Bonsoir, Monsieur! Do you mind if we join you?"
"Not at all. In fact, we were just talking about you, Manager Li."
The bespectacled man immediately stood up to shake hands with Li Pan while introducing the woman next to him, who lay lazily on the sofa, regal and graceful like a goddess, radiating charm and using the most high-end bionic body, a silver-haired female.
"I am Richard Kuangte, the technical director of BRW. This is my wife."
"Brunhilde."
The silver-haired woman didn't even rise, sluggishly lifting the back of her hand.