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The Wavy-Haired Beauty was just a third-tier model who frequented bars, relying on her connections with wealthy young men to maintain her so-called status in high society. She was well aware of Gu Xiangzhou, who was far more impressive than Wang Tu's Powerful Background. Not only was he handsome, but the prospect of flirting with such a rich second-generation heir filled her with excitement.
An hour later, a McLaren sports car slowly pulled up.
"Brother Zhou is here!" A swarm of people rushed over like flies, and Wang Tu led the Wavy-Haired Girl to join them.
As she dashed forward, her first instinct was not to look at the driver but at the passenger seat. Seeing that there were no beautiful women sitting there, she let out a sigh of relief.
Many were eager to flatter Gu Xiangzhou, and after waiting for some time, Wang Tu and the Wavy-Haired Girl finally found an opportunity to speak with him.
Gu Xiangzhou naturally did not recognize someone as insignificant as Wang Tu. The Wavy-Haired Girl had her own ways and a captivating figure; she was sexy and alluring, quickly catching the attention of Gu Xiangzhou, who was known as the "Beijing Cannon King."
Soon enough, the Wavy-Haired Girl found herself comfortably seated in the passenger seat of the McLaren. Tonight, she would be bombarded by the "Beijing Cannon King." However, Gu Xiangzhou was confident that his reputation would ensure Qin Xiaoya would comply.
The night passed without incident. The next morning, Gu Xiangzhou and the Wavy-Haired Girl woke up in a hotel suite. Gu Xiangzhou dialed Qin Xiaoya's number.
He explained his intentions, but Qin Xiaoya simply replied with one sentence: "Twenty million, not a penny less, and it must be transferred today. If it’s not received today, it will double tomorrow."
Sitting on the large bed, Gu Xiangzhou heard the busy tone on his phone and glanced at the Wavy-Haired Girl resting on his shoulder with an expectant expression. He felt somewhat embarrassed; it was difficult to accept that Qin Xiaoya had refused him.
"Brother Zhou, what's wrong? Does Miss Qin not agree?" the Wavy-Haired Girl asked.
"Hmph! She doesn’t even give me face. I’ll go talk to her later," Gu Xiangzhou said darkly. "And she even said if twenty million isn’t transferred today, you’ll owe Tenfold Compensation tomorrow. No rush; I’ll take you to find her tomorrow. I want to see how she plans to enforce that Tenfold Compensation."
"Tenfold? Doesn’t that mean two hundred million? Even loan sharks don’t charge that much!" The Wavy-Haired Girl exclaimed in shock but dismissed it as an exaggeration meant to intimidate.
Meanwhile, on the other end of the line, after hanging up on Gu Xiangzhou, Qin Xiaoya didn’t think much of it. Seeing Jiang Chen as the Best Man inspired her to join Jiang Lu as a bridesmaid for a wedding she hadn’t initially planned for.
Weddings were meant to be lively and festive; having more bridesmaids and Best Men wouldn’t hurt.
After a bustling morning, they arrived at the hotel around ten o'clock. Wang Shun Yuan's parents had just come in that morning, and he personally went to pick them up.
In truth, his parents were against this marriage; they felt it wasn’t a suitable match for Huang Lin’s family. After all, even though Huang Lin came from a rural area in Beijing, she still held a Beijing residency permit while they were from out of town—especially from the countryside—where they felt Beijing residents were inherently superior.
Moreover, what weighed heavily on Wang Shun Yuan's parents was Huang Lin's parents' attitude during their previous visit to Beijing for introductions; they had been cold and distant throughout the entire process, making it extremely awkward.
Wang Shun Yuan's parents were simple folk but often more sensitive and perceptive than one might expect. They genuinely did not want their son to marry Huang Lin; however, since the young couple was determined, they felt powerless. Although the wedding had yet to begin, they could already foresee how Huang Lin's parents and relatives would react.
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