Twenty minutes later, a woman in a snow-white coat arrived at the Future Group building, accompanied by two bodyguards and an assistant.
After confirming with the receptionist, they took the dedicated elevator to the floor where the livestreaming platform was located. The boss's office was there, and the staff was all beautiful women. Even the heavy laborers were sturdy, muscular women from the countryside. There wasn't a single male employee to be seen. This used to be an unspoken rule; rich people could do whatever they pleased.
Zhao An roared, unleashing his cum into Zhao Fei, who clung to him like an octopus. "Sister Fei, I'm going to fuck you!"
"Oh... I feel it... So much... So full... Ah... The guests are coming... I'll go get ready..." Zhao Fei patted Zhao An's butt. Without time to deal with the semen, she pulled out a butt plug and blocked her vaginal opening to prevent it from leaking out. With a flushed face, she straightened her clothes and left.
Zhao An took a wet wipe and wiped himself clean, then sat down in his office chair. He lit a cigarette and began to smoke, puffing out a puff of smoke with a delighted air. Afterward, a single cigarette made him feel happier than a god. He didn't really like smoking, but with cigarettes like these, it didn't matter.
Zhao Fei's cheeks flushed. She went outside to sit down. Soon, she saw a stylishly dressed woman with a certain seriousness walk in. "Are you Ms. Bai Qiuqin?"
"Yes, I have an appointment to meet with your boss." Bai Qiuqin nodded with a hint of pride. She was young, only twenty-five, but with her family's training, she had already made a career and held a certain influence even within the Bai family.
Beauty isn't to be feared; what's terrifying is beauty with wisdom and intelligence. Such women are like Qian Yuling. They're difficult to conquer, but the process of conquering them is truly memorable.
"This way," Zhao Fei said with a smile, shuffling in her high heels to the office door and opening it. Bai Qiuqin's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly. As a medical expert, she could naturally tell something was amiss with Zhao Fei. It was the allure of a woman after sex. Thinking of this, her impression of Zhao An plummeted considerably. A man who preferred idle secretaries didn't suit her.
Zhao An wasn't particularly excited when he saw the beautiful woman enter. He had just released his passion on his secretary, and now he had a bit of time to himself. Unless someone was incredibly horny, he wouldn't act rashly.
"Boss, this is Ms. Bai Qiuqin, the appointment was made. She's the director of the Provincial Hospital and the chairman of Hailing Pharmaceutical Group. Ms. Bai, this is our boss, Zhao An. I'll get you something to drink. What would you like, Ms. Bai? Black tea, green tea, coffee, or red wine?" Zhao Fei acted like the hostess, and indeed she was, managing the household affairs.
"A glass of red wine," Bai Qiuqin said unexpectedly. Women who enjoy drinking usually have a story to tell.
Zhao Fei quickly placed the wine and coffee on the desk. "Enjoy your meal! I'm going to be out first, boss."
"Okay." Zhao An, still smoking his cigarette, turned to Bai Qiuqin. "Please tell me what you want to say. I'm not interested in entering the pharmaceutical industry." He immediately blocked the other party's path. The pharmaceutical industry is profitable, indeed profitable, everyone knows that. The problem is that he doesn't want to make that money, nor does he want to take the risk.
This is a big pie, a huge and incredibly lucrative one. Food, clothing, housing, and transportation are essential, and so are medicines. Billions of dollars of medicine are consumed almost every day, and the profits from this are worth pondering.
Bai Qiuqin didn't smoke. She picked up her red wine glass and swirled it. Although she was a little curious about the herbal smell of Zhao An's cigarette, she got straight to the point. "I'm not here to discuss business with you. Have you ever learned about your own life?"
"What do you mean? Are you saying I'm actually the son of a billionaire, and now some guy has a change of heart and wants me to inherit his estate?" Zhao An's expression was playful and a little sarcastic.
"Not really. Nineteen years ago, your father, Bai Song, borrowed money to invest in a business as a way to return to the Bai family, but he committed suicide after it failed. The Bai family's businesses are spread across every city, and our most famous industry is aviation. We control all the airlines. You are a member of the Bai family. No matter your last name, you are still a Bai family member, and you have Bai family blood flowing through your veins," Bai Qiuqin explained slowly.
Zhao An burst out laughing, leaning back in his chair and looking at the other person with a playful look. "Oh, I see. It's the so-called Gu-raising tactic, right? Select the most advantageous members, filter out the useless ones, and then continue to observe, right? I always thought this tactic was only in novels and TV dramas, but I didn't expect it to be real. It seems that the saying that art originates from life is indeed true."
"You can also understand it this way. For a family to continue, it must be maintained by elites. This is understandable. The greater the value you create, the more your descendants will enjoy. We can't guarantee the development and continuation of our descendants, but at least we can control it. Controlling the family's continuation allows descendants to achieve great things and be re-elected to the family. While enjoying the benefits, they can also contribute to the family's development." Bai Qiuqin said calmly.
"Well, I wanted to ask, are you married?" Zhao An suddenly asked.
Bai Qiuqin frowned. "No, but I have a fiancé."
"Oh, fine. I refuse. Please go back." Zhao An refused without hesitation. What a joke! He didn't even need to go to the Bai family. He didn't know what his father looked like; he only knew his mother had raised him. To pay off his father's debts, he even had to travel frequently to fight lawsuits. Fortunately, it was debt to the bank; as long as he had a legitimate job, he could repay it slowly. If it were a loan shark, who knows what would happen.
Bai Qiuqin glanced at Zhao An with some surprise. "Why? Joining the Bai family would give you a lot of convenient support and access to their connections. You could at least triple your current earnings, and that's just a conservative estimate."
"Nothing. There aren't any beauties like you, so I'm not interested. That's all." Zhao An decisively declined, making up a random excuse.