Soon, Zhou Jinxiu found a pile of photos of handsome men from somewhere and sat down with Jiang Nan Fang to discuss them.
Did he prefer the type who were gentle, fair-skinned, and looked quite like girls?
Or did he prefer muscular heartthrobs that better suited his taste?
Did he like them taller or shorter?
With longer or shorter hair?
With darker or fairer skin?
The two of them, as if joking, chattered away happily, looking at the photos of handsome men and Zhan Bei Jue.
Next door, Zhan Bei Jue was so angry his temper was about to burst.
His friend opposite finally realized that the person being discussed was him.
Looking at Zhan Bei Jue's expression, he was so frightened his nerves were taut the entire time, afraid to speak.
Finally, the two next door finished their discussion.
They unanimously decided to find him one effeminate and beautiful, and one fit and tall, sending both over.
Two at once, surely one would suit his taste?
Once the candidates were decided, Zhou Jinxiu began to meticulously arrange the next steps.
Zhan Bei Jue heard all his plans. When it was time to say goodbye, he calmly put down his fork and stood up.
His friend hurriedly followed him out.
"Ah Jue, are you going home or?"
Zhan Bei Jue got into the car and lit a cigarette coldly.
"Not going home. Going to Peninsula International. Since they're so eager to consider me, it wouldn't be right not to give them a chance."
He personally booked a top-floor suite at Peninsula International.
As soon as he entered the room, Zhou Jinxiu, not knowing any better, called him.
His voice was ingratiating.
"Second Brother, it's Jinxiu. I'm back from out of town, long time no see. Where are you? Are you free? Let's get together."
Zhan Bei Jue: "I'm at Peninsula International. It has indeed been a long time. You're welcome to visit anytime."
It seemed he was in a good mood today, agreeing so easily.
Zhou Jinxiu hurriedly pressed his advantage: "Can I bring two friends with me?"
"I recently met a few male models I get along well with. Hearing you're my Second Brother, they really want to visit. Can you give them a chance?"
Normally, making such a request would be like reaching for the moon.
But given the special circumstances today.
Zhan Bei Jue agreed immediately.
"What do they look like? Tall enough, handsome enough?"
As expected, his focus was the same as what he had thought.
Zhou Jinxiu immediately replied confidently, "Enough, enough."
"All of them are over 1.8 meters tall, all top contenders from model competitions, absolutely handsome."
"Then come, top floor 8808. Just come directly."
Zhou Jinxiu was so excited he couldn't eat. He shoveled down a few bites and, after arranging to meet the two models, rushed back with Jiang Nan Fang.
Jiang Nan Fang really wanted to join in the fun.
But to avoid any slip-ups, she suppressed her curiosity and returned to her room alone.
Zhou Jinxiu took the men upstairs and entered the room smoothly.
Zhan Bei Jue had just finished washing up. He changed into a white shirt and black trousers. His hair was damp, falling over his forehead. He was tall and had long legs.
He was devastatingly handsome.
The two male models met the legendary President Zhan for the first time.
Seeing that he was not only rich but also so handsome, they were incredibly excited.
Zhan Bei Jue sat down and beckoned Zhou Jinxiu to get the wine. They all had a few drinks together.
Though he said a few drinks, he didn't drink a drop.
With the imposing aura of a king, he looked down at the three of them.
"Jinxiu should have told you all the rules for making friends with me, Zhan."
"First, talk less nonsense. I don't like noise. Second, you must have a good tolerance for alcohol and be able to cover for me when necessary. Do you two mind?"
Of course, they didn't mind.
For such a high-ranking president, these requests were practically like not asking for anything.
The two immediately nodded like chicks pecking at rice.
Zhan Bei Jue was very pleased.
"Since you accept, there's no need for further talk. Prove it to me directly."
Zhou Jinxiu quickly stood up and poured a full glass of red wine for each of the two.
Without a word, they picked up their glasses and drank them down.
After drinking three glasses in a row, both bottles of red wine were emptied, and they still showed no signs of intoxication.
Zhan Bei Jue said, "Keep opening them. Let me see where your limits are."
There were as many bottles of wine in his room as there was mineral water. Zhou Jinxiu went to get a few more bottles.
In less than five minutes, after each drinking three bottles of red wine, both started to look a bit glazed.
Zhan Bei Jue then looked at Zhou Jinxiu.
"What about you? As the intermediary, the guests have been drinking, aren't you going to have a few?"
Zhou Jinxiu, afraid of messing things up, declined.
"I won't show off. My tolerance for alcohol isn't good."
"Is it your tolerance, or is it that your Second Brother's face isn't big enough?" Zhan Bei Jue provoked him.
"You've been drinking since you were a teenager, and this is the first time you're formally drinking with me..."
Zhou Jinxiu had no choice but to pour himself three glasses.
"Second Brother, my work performance hasn't been good lately, and I've caused you trouble. I'll penalize myself with three cups."
However, after drinking three cups, Zhan Bei Jue remained as impassive as ever.
"Three cups alone are meant to represent the deep brotherhood between us? That's too little."
The other two hurriedly advised Zhou Jinxiu.
"Yeah, we've each drunk three bottles, so how can three cups be enough for you? Stop the nonsense, show your sincerity, and keep drinking!"
Just like that, on an empty stomach, Zhou Jinxiu was also made to drink three bottles.
All three were starting to feel light-headed and soon began to chat boisterously and boisterously.
"There are a few bottles left. Since everyone hasn't had enough, keep drinking, don't be polite with me."
Zhan Bei Jue personally opened the remaining bottles for them.
"You guys chat, I have something to do and will step out for a bit. I'll be back soon."
After saying that, he left wearing slippers and closing the door.
The three thought he was going out to prepare something, and filled with excitement and anticipation, they continued to drink, clinking their glasses and chatting.
Zhan Bei Jue left the top floor and headed straight for Jiang Nan Fang's door.
He used the pre-prepared room card to beep at the lock, entered, closed the door, and walked directly to the sofa.
Jiang Nan Fang was in the bathroom getting ready and had no idea he had entered.
After a thorough wash, she came out wiping her hair with a towel, wrapped in a bath towel. She saw a tall man sitting on the sofa and screamed in fright.
"Ah!"
Zhan Bei Jue looked up and flicked his eyelids open to look at her.
Their eyes met, and she realized it was Zhan Bei Jue.
"It's you? Aren't you..."
"How did you end up in my room? Are you drunk and your brain is confused, so you came to the wrong place?"
Zhan Bei Jue remembered every word she had said to Zhou Jinxiu at the bar.
The two had clearly been intimate more than once, and their child was already so old.
To think that when mistaken about his sexual orientation, she would actually join in the teasing.
Zhan Bei Jue thought to himself: Was he, Zhan, too gentle? Did he not make a shocking enough impression? Or did she truly hate him so much, was she truly so heartless?
Feeling a surge of anger, and seeing Jiang Nan Fang dare to question him.
He stood up and walked straight towards her, grabbed her hand, and pulled her fiercely into his embrace.