Shen Cheng listened half-heartedly.
Actually, besides those who needed Shi Yaoguang's help and wanted him to handle matters, not many were really listening.
Everyone clustered in small groups, casually chatting, among which a few wealthy young ladies gathered to gossip.
"I heard that woman was a mistress who climbed her way up?"
"Exactly, she was just a secretary originally."
"Haha, these days, as long as you're a woman, you can easily seduce a man into bed."
"Just a lowly wench, what's she worth? If not for Uncle Shi's extensive connections, who would care about her?"
One of the young ladies, displeased, said: "So easily seduced by a homewrecker, that man is no good either."
A girl who came with her quickly tugged at her sleeve, "Don't talk nonsense."
After all, most people here were Shi Yaoguang's people, including business friends and subordinates at work.
