“Uh, that is, President Song, I was just complimenting you on your beauty,” Wang Fan said with a thick face, quickly trying to ingratiate himself. Song Rumei snorted, not bothering to pay attention to this guy at all, and directly looked at Huang Tingting and the other girl, “Don’t you know it’s working hours? Get back to work, and if I catch you chatting during work hours again, you’re all fired.” “Yes! Yes!” Huang Tingting and the other girl were overjoyed and hurriedly responded, then ran to their workstations with fearful expressions. They weren’t stupid; the meaning of Song Rumei’s words was clearly that they wouldn’t be fired. As for Wang Fan, well, Brother Fan, please accept my condolences... “Get over here!” After scolding Huang Tingting and the other girl, Song Rumei shouted at Wang Fan and walked outside like a queen in her black high heels, clacking away. Wang Fan’s face twitched, and he had no choice but to follow bravely. The two soon arrived at a red Hummer, and Song Rumei leaned lazily against the front of the Hummer with one hand, looking back at Wang Fan with narrowed eyes and asked. “You just said that if I told you to kneel, you wouldn’t dare stand, and if I told you to go east, you wouldn’t dare go west, right? So, should this young lady kneel down to pay her respects to you now?” A luxury car and a beautiful woman, in a different setting, Wang Fan would probably be excited and shouting with joy. But now, all he wanted to do was turn around and run. “That is, you must have misunderstood, yes, you definitely misunderstood,” Wang Fan could only stick to his guns and deny everything. “Hmph!” Song Rumei snorted coldly, “I’ll give you a chance to make amends. If you perform satisfactorily tonight, I will let bygones be bygones, how about that?”

Wang Fan opened his mouth, looking somewhat embarrassed, 'President Song, I, I'm not that kind of person.' 'What do you mean?' Song Rumei didn't quite understand. 'Didn't you say to look at my performance tonight?' Wang Fan said with a shy face, 'Although I'm confident that I'm very good, I haven't had a girlfriend before, this is my first time...' Gasp! Song Rumei was furious, she lifted her high heel and kicked at him, 'Shut up you bastard, what are you thinking? You think a toad like you can eat swan meat like me? Dream on!' This bastard, he's so infuriating! 'Ah? So what do you mean by performance tonight...' Wang Fan dodged the kick and was somewhat puzzled. 'Pretend to be my boyfriend, to meet my parents,' Song Rumei said irritably. 'No way!' Wang Fan became unhappy and refused righteously. 'A gentleman may be killed but not insulted, you're using me, using my body, using my feelings. There's no way I can do this kind of thing, no matter how much money you offer, I'm a person with dignity. Oh right, how much can you offer?' Song Rumei was a bit worried when she heard Wang Fan's initial words. If Wang Fan stubbornly refused to help her, all her plans would be ruined. But after hearing Wang Fan's last words, she breathed a sigh of relief, her eyes full of disdain. 'If you perform well, I'll give you five thousand!' 'Five thousand?' Wang Fan's mouth hung open. 'Ten thousand!' Song Rumei frowned, was this guy going to ask for the moon? 'Ten thousand?'

Wang Fan's mouth opened even wider. Song Rumei was somewhat annoyed, 'I'm telling you, don't push your luck. If you force me, I'll take the video to the Public Security Bureau right now.' 'Ah, no...' Wang Fan quickly grabbed Song Rumei, 'I meant that five thousand was a bit too much, but who knew you would misunderstand and want to give me ten thousand. Since that's the case, I might as well accept it with gratitude. Do you want to pay in cash, WeChat, or Alipay?' Song Rumei was frustrated and didn't even want to deal with this guy anymore. 'We'll see how you perform tonight.' 'But you should give me a deposit first, right?' Song Rumei, troubled by this character, quickly transferred five thousand via WeChat. Then, without any more nonsense, she pushed Wang Fan into the Hummer and roared away from Yindi Group. Wang Fan happily deposited the money into his card, then squinted his eyes and sized up Song Rumei. He had seen beauties driving Hummers before, but this was his first time in Jinzhou City. Song Rumei's petite figure driving such a big vehicle looked somewhat awkward, a true beauty and the beast. Song Rumei was a good driver, and the car sped along, roaring loudly, making her entire presence seem wild. 'Have you had enough of looking?' At one moment, Song Rumei turned her head slightly with a smiling face, asking charmingly. 'Of course not, President Song is so beautiful, there's never enough to see,' Wang Fan shivered, his gaze lingering on the sensitive area for a moment before quickly averting his eyes. One second cold and ruthless, the next second charming and alluring, such a woman was too unpredictable, he'd better behave himself. Song Rumei ignored Wang Fan and focused on driving the car.

Half an hour later, the two appeared at the Sanqing Building. The Sanqing Building is a high-end consumer venue, filled with various designer brand specialty stores. Song Rumei first took Wang Fan to get a haircut, and then they began selecting clothes. Wang Fan knew this was to prepare for the dinner party in the evening, so he accepted it calmly, without any hint of embarrassment. Under the disdainful gaze of the salesclerk, Wang Fan picked out two sets of clothes and trousers, and even brazenly let Song Rumei pay for them. The salesgirl was somewhat baffled; it's rare to see a pretty boy so proud and arrogant these days. A mere security guard, she wondered what kind of luck he had stumbled upon.

After both of them had finished their shopping, it was almost five or six in the evening. Song Rumei took Wang Fan straight to their destination. Manuo Restaurant, this is a high-end French restaurant. Apart from the cultivated upper class, the patrons here are mostly pretentious rich second generations and nouveau riche. When Wang Fan, dressed in a formal suit, and Song Rumei, clad in a black cheongsam, appeared in the restaurant, they immediately caught everyone's attention, becoming the center of all eyes. Wang Fan stood tall and upright, exuding an air of confidence, like a spear, his masculine charm undeniable. Song Rumei, in her black embroidered cheongsam, with her hair coiled up high, looked dignified and regal, truly embodying the essence of a queen. A handsome man and a beautiful woman, a perfect match. Song Rumei affectionately linked her arm with Wang Fan's, her gaze never leaving him, as if the whole world contained only this one man. Wang Fan's expression turned somewhat bitter. Meeting parents was something he had never done before, even as a former war hero. Even if it was just pretend, this was the first time he had ever experienced such a thing.

He felt somewhat nervous, even more so than when going into battle. 'Act more natural, don't mess things up later. And why are you standing so far away from me? You're my boyfriend now, do you look like it? Act more affectionate, hold my waist tightly.' Song Rumei whispered to Wang Fan when no one was paying attention, clearly dissatisfied with his behavior. She, a girl, wasn't afraid at all, and she really didn't understand what this man had to be afraid of. Soon, the two arrived at the door of a private room. Song Rumei grabbed Wang Fan's arm, pulled him close to her waist, and pushed the door open to enter. Inside the private room were three people, two men and one woman. One of the men and the woman were older, and the man bore some resemblance to Song Rumei; it was clear they were her parents. The other man looked to be in his late twenties or early thirties, quite handsome, dressed in designer brands, with a luxury watch on his wrist. His entire outfit was worth at least a million, clearly a young man of wealth. However, despite his handsome appearance, his gaze made people uncomfortable. The moment Song Rumei appeared, his eyes first swept over her chest before moving to her face, a glint of greed flashing in their depths. When he looked at Wang Fan, a cold, sinister light flickered in his eyes. Although it was just a fleeting glance, it did not escape Wang Fan's notice. Wang Fan cursed inwardly at his misfortune, knowing he had been outmaneuvered by Song Rumei again; this dinner was not going to be pleasant. Song Rumei had never mentioned to him that tonight's dinner gathering, in addition to her parents, would also include this wealthy man.