93: Let Me Teach You

The elder, known as Wu, nodded sparingly, his eyes devoid of any emotion.

"Mao from the nightclub managed to acquire a batch of foreign beauties from abroad. Once our task is complete, they will all be yours to enjoy, Elder Wu." Luo Tianyao offered a subtle, knowing smile.

Upon hearing this, Elder Wu, who had been completely expressionless moments before, immediately broke into a satisfied grin. He spoke, "Never had foreign beauties before. Excellent."

Luo Tianyao maintained an impassive facade, though he felt a slight pang of wonder internally. It was rare to find a man of such advanced age still so lecherous.

But it was the elder's personal preference, and Luo Tianyao saw no need to judge.

Elder Wu held a transcendent position, serving as Luo Tianyao's personal bodyguard, arranged by his father. Luo Tianyao normally wouldn't even have the authority to command him.

However, ever since Luo Tianyao discovered Elder Wu was a lecher, whenever he needed a favor, he would cater to his specific tastes by offering beautiful women, satisfying the elder's desires and ensuring his continued service.

Their relationship was essentially a transactional one, and with a fresh supply of beauties each time, Elder Wu was more than willing to oblige.

After a brief exchange, Luo Tianyao returned to the grand hall of the banquet.

The banquet officially commenced, with guests settling into their designated seats.

Shen Yifei and Su Muqing were seated in a secluded corner.

Luo Tianyao stepped to the center of the hall, took up a microphone, and began his opening address.

"I, Luo Tianyao, am deeply honored that all of you distinguished guests could take time from your busy schedules to attend this banquet aboard the Queen Empress Cruise Ship. Aside from gathering with dear friends, I also have an important announcement. To put it concisely, our Haizheng Group will be heavily investing in the entertainment industry starting next month. Initial projects include nightclubs and casinos, hotels and bars. Furthermore, we will also be launching a fashion company, scheduled for public listing at a later date…"

"Miss, please." A male attendant stepped forward, presenting a tray of drinks.

"Thank you!"

Su Muqing took a stemmed glass filled with red wine. As she sipped, she calmly listened to Luo Tianyao's speech, discerning a crucial detail: Luo Tianyao intended to venture into the fashion business as well?

Lingya International's fashion enterprise was already deeply entrenched and well-established in Huahai City (a fictional metropolis in China). Luo Tianyao would find it no simple task to compete with her.

"These new projects require your support. Haizheng Group is also actively seeking powerful and capable partners. If any of you are interested, please feel free to discuss details with me tomorrow. Of course, for tonight, I encourage everyone to simply enjoy the banquet."

As his voice faded, the hall erupted in enthusiastic applause.

Hearing this explosive news, many business magnates revealed avid eyes. The opportunity to collaborate with Haizheng Group was a guaranteed money-maker.

With the colossal backing from the Luo Clan (a powerful family or group), Luo Tianyao's projects were a surefire path to profit.

Seeing the guests' reactions, Luo Tianyao was immensely pleased.

Shen Yifei paid little heed, quickly dispatching the food before him.

After the speech, thunderous applause filled the hall. Countless business elites were optimistic about Luo Tianyao's ventures, and many influential figures were already pondering how to secure a collaboration with Haizheng Group.

Before long, the banquet was in full swing, with numerous celebrities and prominent figures from various social circles mingling and clinking glasses. An unmistakable air of high society permeated the venue.

Elegant, soothing dance music began to play in the hall, and the central dance floor shimmered with dazzling lights.

Many socialites and eligible bachelors stepped onto the dance floor, finding partners who caught their eye and beginning to dance. Even some middle-aged couples joined in.

In such an environment, those who weren't particularly attractive or were older with less ideal figures could only sit on the sidelines, watching the dazzling dance steps on the floor with envious gazes.

Just then, Li Quan approached. Ignoring Shen Yifei, who was still eating, he directly addressed Su Muqing, "Miss Su, may I have the honor of this dance?"

"Mr. Li, I apologize, but I don't wish to dance," Su Muqing replied, shaking her head.

Shen Yifei wiped his mouth with a napkin and chuckled, "I'll dance with you."

Su Muqing's pretty face flushed. She softly said, "I don't know how to dance."

Li Quan's face darkened. This woman had just claimed she didn't want to dance, but when Shen Yifei asked, she suddenly didn't know how. He simply couldn't fathom why Su Muqing would be interested in someone like Shen Yifei.

And it wasn't just Su Muqing; the night before last, that beautiful female police officer was even the captain of Huahai City's Criminal Investigation Division, a senior officer nearly his equal in rank! Even such a stunning woman had been charmed by this brat. Li Quan felt utterly unconvinced and seethed with indignation!

"If you don't know how, I can teach you," Shen Yifei said with a smile, taking Su Muqing's hand.

"Teach? Waltz isn't something you can learn in an instant. I've won numerous awards in social dance competitions myself. If Miss Su truly wishes to learn, I can teach you," Li Quan asserted, a hint of defiance in his voice, stepping forward.

"There's no need." Seeing Li Quan's eager expression, Su Muqing frowned slightly, still refusing.

Li Quan's face was grim. To press further would only be to lose face, so he grudgingly gave up.

Watching Shen Yifei lead Su Muqing onto the dance floor, Li Quan let out a cold, scornful laugh. He was curious to see what kind of dance this impudent youth could possibly perform.

"Mr. Li, may I have the honor of this dance?" A voluptuously dressed woman approached Li Quan, casting a flirtatious glance his way.

"Of course!" Li Quan replied with a beaming smile. Since he hadn't managed to charm anyone tonight, indulging himself a bit with this beautiful woman wouldn't be a bad idea.

"Shen Yifei, stop messing around! I really don't know how to dance, I… I'll make a fool of myself!" Su Muqing softly exclaimed, her beautiful face filled with embarrassment.

Watching her timid demeanor, Shen Yifei found it rather endearing, and he understood why. Such social dances required a male partner, and since Su Muqing hadn't had one before, it made sense she wouldn't be very good at it.

"It's fine. With me here, just follow my lead!"

With that, Shen Yifei pulled Su Muqing into the dance area. With a turn, he embraced her slender, supple waist.

Su Muqing's delicate body trembled slightly, her cheeks flushing, not daring to meet Shen Yifei's gaze.

Shen Yifei took Su Muqing's right hand in his, struck a dance pose, and began to move, guiding Su Muqing to dance with him.

Su Muqing was astonished. She didn't know what method Shen Yifei was using, but her body and limbs were involuntarily moving along with him.

It was as if every pull and guiding motion from Shen Yifei generated a subtle force, keeping her body's center of gravity perfectly balanced.

Su Muqing adapted to Shen Yifei's pace, and before she knew it, she was flowing with the rhythm.

Many guests in the grand hall noticed Su Muqing and Shen Yifei, their expressions turning to ones of admiration.

Shen Yifei's dance steps were beyond reproach, exquisitely perfect. Su Muqing's steps, though unconventional, were remarkably agile and graceful.

Paired with her luxurious black evening gown, she resembled a black butterfly dancing elegantly, enchanting and vibrant. In an instant, she became the dazzling star amidst the crowd on the dance floor. The other women on the floor seemed to become mere backdrops to her brilliance.

At a glance, the two on the dance floor appeared like a divine pair, romantically suited for each other.

Many young socialites looked at Shen Yifei with newfound respect, their faces showing envy.

Although the man wasn't particularly famous, these daughters of wealth didn't care for such trivialities. A man who could command the spotlight was enough to captivate their attention. Moreover, Shen Yifei was quite handsome.

Zhang Wenzhi, who was drinking nearby, wore a cloud of gloom on his face, a bitter jealousy gnawing at his heart. *Damn it, that damn country bumpkin was truly uncanny. How could he even be so good at dancing?*