Bai Chuan looked at the man sitting in the private room, with a kingly demeanor, and his expression carried emotions that Bai Chuan did not like.
Frowning slightly, Bai Chuan said, "Sorry, I don't entertain men."
Bai Chuan turned to leave, but was blocked by Wang Hai at the door, who looked at Bai Chuan with a gaze full of threat.
"What does this mean?" Bai Chuan turned back to look at Leng Yichen.
Leng Yichen casually poured himself two glasses of wine and said, "Sit down, let's talk."
Bai Chuan glanced at Wang Hai at the door, then calmly walked over to sit down, "I didn't expect the renowned Mr. Leng of Huamei International to be into this."
"You know me?" Leng Yichen took a sip of wine and looked at Bai Chuan.
Bai Chuan smirked slightly, "You're so famous, it's not surprising I know you."
Leng Yichen put down his wine glass, his eyes flashing with dark light as he looked at Bai Chuan, "What did Mr. Bai Chuan do before?"
