CHAPTER 49: CHAPTER 49: HE WEI

The downstairs revelry continued as usual, with people eating, drinking, and having fun without noticing anything amiss.

Meanwhile, the atmosphere on the second floor dropped to freezing point.

Zhou Xue, who was blocked at the bathroom door by President Zhang, showed an impatient expression on her face and spoke with a hint of anger, "President Zhang, what do you mean by this?"

"Zhou Xue, let’s not beat around the bush. I’ve had my eye on you for quite a while. Why don’t you keep me company for a while?"

Peh, you shameless old pervert!

"President Zhang, I’m not sure what you mean." Although Zhou Xue was swearing in her heart, she still maintained a smiling expression on her face.

President Zhang actually explained, "I mean, why don’t you come to my bedroom for a bit?"

"Sorry, it’s not convenient for me. Why don’t you let me leave? I’m sure you don’t want to blow this up, right?"

At this moment, President Zhang suddenly laughed, and this laughter made Zhou Xue a bit scared. She suddenly thought of the glass of wine she had just drunk...

"Is there something wrong with that drink?!"

President Zhang didn’t hide it anymore and instead looked at Zhou Xue with appreciation, "Haha, that’s right. I didn’t expect you to react so quickly."

Just as Zhou Xue was concentrating on dealing with President Zhang, she ignored the strange sensations her body was sending out. Reminded by him, she suddenly felt her whole body burning, with weak limbs.

"What exactly did you put in the drink?!" Her questioning was softened by the drug’s effect, with a hint of coquettishness.

Seeing Zhou Xue’s charming appearance, President Zhang felt even thirstier. He reached out directly to grab Zhou Xue’s slender arm, and because of the drug’s effect, Zhou Xue couldn’t dodge in time, and her arm got caught.

"Let go of me!" Her charming tone made President Zhang even more impatient.

"Beautiful lady, don’t rush. Let’s chat slowly in my bedroom." Saying so, he half held and half dragged Zhou Xue towards his bedroom.

Zeng Xu, hiding in a concealed corner, watched all this, feeling a sense of familiarity.

In his first year in the industry, it was also a glass of wine, and he resisted just like Zhou Xue.

But it was to no avail. His resistance only excited that fat pervert more, and the drug’s effect left him powerless, even longing for someone...

Ugh, why am I thinking about this? Should I save her or not? Zeng Xu still hesitated.

He quietly followed President Zhang and Zhou Xue to the bedroom door, watched the bedroom door open and close again, still hesitating.

When he finally decided to save Zhou Xue, another person appeared on the second floor, someone Zeng Xu didn’t dare to meddle with—Mingsheng’s Vice President, He Wei.

Don’t be fooled by the "President" in President Zhang’s title, while He Wei was just a Vice President. The difference in their status was vast.

President Zhang was just a project leader, a producer at best, who only got his position thanks to his family’s "tigress." Meanwhile, He Wei was Vice President of Mingsheng, only second to the CEO, He Mingsheng.

Mingsheng Entertainment was the entertainment empire He Mingsheng’s father, He Jian Country, built single-handedly for his son. He Mingsheng lived up to expectations, and after taking over as CEO, although he hadn’t surpassed Huasheng, the company was thriving, for years ranking among the top three entertainment companies in Hua Country.

This reputation owed much to He Wei’s efforts. If He Mingsheng was the company’s decision-maker, then He Wei was the executor, notorious for using underhanded methods.

He Mingsheng knew all this and also knew He Wei had some minor vices—like being lecherous. But this was harmless to the company’s development. As long as He Wei did his job efficiently, without principle errors or harming the company’s interests, Yang Mingsheng could accept it.

Now that He Wei had appeared here, could he still intervene in this matter? Zeng Xu questioned himself. The answer was already clear.

He Wei, being always vigilant, noticed someone in Zeng Xu’s direction and walked over.

"Vice President He, hello." Zeng Xu quickly lowered his head and greeted him.

Seeing it was Zeng Xu, He Wei raised an eyebrow, the corners of his mouth curling into what he considered a very handsome sinister smile, "What’s wrong? Seeing your benefactor with someone else doesn’t make you feel good?"

As he spoke, he lifted Zeng Xu’s chin with his hand,

"Tsk tsk tsk, such a beautiful face isn’t suited for any sad expression."

He Wei mistakenly thought Zeng Xu’s anxiety and unease were due to President Zhang finding pleasure elsewhere.

Zeng Xu didn’t argue, as he had nothing to say. Suddenly, an idea sparked: instead of dealing with that old man President Zhang, why not cozy up to He Wei? After all, He Wei was only in his thirties and looked much better than President Zhang.

Thinking of this, Zeng Xu’s expression changed again, becoming tearful as if he were an abandoned doll, pitiful to the extreme.

"Mr. He, can you help me~"

This title was music to He Wei’s ears. Besides being lecherous, He Wei was also greedy.

He enjoyed the shade of Yang Mingsheng’s great tree, yet he still eyed his position. He felt it was beneath him to be just a vice president.

Clearly, it was him who solved the issues, but the credit for wise decisions fell to Yang Mingsheng, with everyone below praising Yang. Besides having a good father, what else did Yang have?

If he were the CEO, he’d surely be better than He Mingsheng! Why wasn’t He Jian Country his father, instead of his useless brother He Jianbang, who did nothing but indulge and gamble?

If his father had been more assertive, he wouldn’t have to work under his cousin whom he hated, feeling inferior for no reason!

The "Mr. He" just uttered by Zeng Xu hit home; he loved this title.

Zeng Xu saw He Wei’s unusual fondness for this title, and made sure to include a "Mr. He" in every sentence.

However, Zeng Xu’s dream didn’t come true, as He Wei clearly cared more about Zhou Xue in President Zhang’s bedroom. Seeing a few minutes pass without any sounds from the bedroom,

He Wei released his hold on Zeng Xu’s chin, straightened up, and prepared to go to the bedroom. Before turning around, he scrutinized Zeng Xu once more, his face curling into an exceedingly mischievous smile, speaking with a tone full of warning,

"Mind your own business, or you might not even be able to speak in the future. Got it, pretty face?"

Zeng Xu was first startled by He Wei’s wicked smile, then heard the threat in his words. He didn’t dare to entertain thoughts of cozying up to He Wei anymore and could only meekly respond "Got it." and ran downstairs without daring to look back.

Watching the scared-off Zeng Xu, frightened by just a smile, He Wei sneered ironically. Dogs are like their masters, having the same cowardly demeanor as that person Zhang.

Thinking of that Zhang, he remembered Zhou Xue waiting in his bedroom! Zhou Xue was incomparable to Zeng Xu.

With unparalleled beauty and a voluptuous figure, she’s irresistibly enticing, especially with that innate purity that’s utterly captivating!

Unable to wait any longer, He Wei wiped the non-existent drool from his mouth and hurried towards the bedroom. He didn’t knock but walked straight in.

———Bang———