Chapter 3 Meet Again (Part One)

William's office was on the thirty-fifth floor. The entire floor was empty except for the office. The uniqueness of the floor was that the walls were all French windows. Standing there, one could see the bustling streets of the city and all kinds of people.

At this moment, in front of one such window stood a slender figure, dressed in a black casual suit, with a goblet filled with Chateau Lafite in his hand. It was the most famous wine in the world.

A knock on the door caught his attention. He turned when a young man entered the room. "Mr. Shen," he called out.

William's face was devoid of any expression as he looked at his assistant Devin Mu.

"What?" Although William's voice was calm, it was a firm tone.

Devin Mu handed a document to William and said, "Mr. Shen, many newspapers, magazines and TV programs have called to ask if you can give them time for an interview."

William slightly frowned. "You don't need to ask me about this kind of thing in the future. You know, these interview sessions are the last thing on my priority list."

Devin Mu nodded. "Yes, Mr. Shen. There is another appointment today. You have an appointment with Mr. Lionel Wang at eight o'clock in the evening.

Lionel Wang was the CEO of Wang Group. The meeting was for the land in the western side of the city. William smirked. "Got it. You're dismissed now. Go back to your work."

Devin Mu turned around and left. William's office area was large. He stood alone for a few seconds by the window. Then he walked back to his desk and took a look at the document that Devin Mu had just given him.

The night fell. Around eight o'clock, SURB Restaurant was so quiet.

It was the favorite place among the young people. The food and drink here were expensive.

In a private booth on the left side of the second floor, William was sitting there with a teacup in his hand. He looked expressionless. Lionel Wang was sitting opposite to him. They were being accompanied by with other businessmen.

"William, do you think we can acquire the land in the west of the city?" Lionel Wang asked. He was an old acquaintance of William's father, and he also knew that the land was really valuable. If the Wang Group got the opportunity of having it, they would be benefited the most. He smiled meaningfully at William. He was determined to get the land.

William glanced sharply at Lionel Wang. He couldn't help felt sorry for the people who always considered him as a good man.

"Mr. Wang, as you know, many companies are competing for the land. Just come to the auction and we'll see who gets the land," William said in a firm voice. He was so confident while speaking. A sly smile was playing at the corners of his mouth. His demeanor indeed made other slightly nervous.

Lionel Wang smiled back. "Come on. Let's not talk about business while drinking." He raised his glass to cheer up the environment.

William's brows furrowed together. If his father hadn't asked him to attend the party, he perhaps would've already left. He loosened his tie a little and said nothing.

"Anne, where are you?" A young woman's voice came from outside the door. Hearing it, William got slightly distracted. It sounded familiar. Although he never cared to remember anyone's voice, he particularly knew who this voice belonged to.

It was the girl he met that night. William saw her through the door. Although they hadn't seen each other for many days, he recognized her at a single glance. She seemed to have drunk a lot because she looked awry. William had always been a good observer.

In the corridor, Flora was so drunk that her eyes actually began to close in. She was supposed to have dinner with Anne. But when Anne mentioned Ivan's name, Flora couldn't stop herself from spilling everything to her friend and breaking in to a crying mess. To hide her pain, she drank a lot. Anne even said she would beat Ivan up. It was only a few moments ago that Flora left for washroom.

After coming out, Flora couldn't find their private booth. She approached the door she found first and read the number carefully. "Room 201." She giggled, pointing at the number. "Yes, that's it!" After saying so, she turned the doorknob fumblingly.

But when she opened the door, she didn't see Anne anywhere. There were three men sitting inside and three coquettish women were in their arms.

'Err? Where is Anne?' Flora frowned in confusion. "Anne? Where are you?"

The men sitting inside couldn't help laughing when they saw such a beautiful young girl break in. One of them stood up and walked straight to Flora. He looked carefully at the strange woman. She almost looked like a high school student in a white dress and no makeup.

"Girl, who are you looking for? Are you lonely? Join us." The man smiled evilly taking the opportunity.

As soon as the man touched Flora's face, she felt uncomfortable. A disgusting feeling washed all over her body.

"Who are you?" Flora blinked his eyes to adjust her vision. She had drunk too much and now was feeling dizzy. If she hadn't leaned against the door, she might have fallen by now. But subconsciously, she knew it already that the man in front of her was not a good man. She took a step back and tried to leave the room.

The man seemed to have noticed that she was trying to leave. He hastily grabbed Flora's hand and pulled her into his arms. "Guys, I didn't expect that I would meet such a wonderful woman today. I bet one million that she is still a virgin. "

"You won't know until you see it for yourself," one of the other men said with a coy smile. He leaned forward and forced a kiss on the woman in his arms.

Flora struggled to get away from him. When she heard the conversation between the two men, she understood their intention. She pinched herself to get a hold, but the man was so strong. She couldn't get rid of him. The man held her more tightly.

"Come on, let me kiss you." Looking down at her fair skin in front of him, Paul Ling felt itchy to kiss her.

"No! Go away. I came here looking for my friend. Don't mess with me. Anne!" Flora shouted out in fear, but the only response she received was cruel laughter.