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Chapter 764: The Invisible Wall

Seeing Huang Xiaochuan leave, Zhang Gaolei quickly called out, "Wait for me, let's go together!"

He called out to Huang Xiaochuan and beckoned Witt over. After patting him on the shoulder and whispering a few words in his ear, he grabbed his coat and walked toward Huang Xiaochuan.

When a gleaming black minivan pulled up in front of them, Witt handed Li Yun a bottle of wine.

Li Yun was stunned for a moment when she saw the bottle of wine, but she quickly understood!

Given her status, she couldn't possibly reach that richest man in Asia. After all, there was a huge class difference between them. Moreover, he was a revered figure in the hearts of these financial elites, someone they could only admire from afar but could never get close to.

Li Yun chuckled self-deprecatingly, picked up her wine glass, and drank it all in one gulp!

"Hello! Beautiful lady! May I buy you a drink?" At this moment, a foreigner who coveted Li Yun's appearance approached, followed by a strong scent of cologne mixed with a slight body odor.

Li Yun didn't even look at him. She stood up and said to Witt, "Help me store this bottle of wine!" Then she took out a credit card from her bag and handed it to Witt.

I didn't look at the foreigner once the whole time, but before leaving, I politely said, "Bye!"

The foreigner shrugged helplessly and watched Li Yun leave.

Sitting next to Huang Xiaochuan in the same row of airline seats, Zhang Gaolei teased with a joking expression, "Xiaochuan! Your charm hasn't faded at all! You've only been sitting here a short while, and a girl is already bringing you wine, a 30-year-old Macallan no less! That girl's pretty generous!"

Huang Xiaochuan leaned back in his seat, gazing at the bustling traffic outside the car window. "Shanghai is truly amazing! The nightlife here is incredibly vibrant."

He replied in a flat tone, "What? You're interested?"

Zhang Gaolei shook his head vigorously, like a rattle-drum: "I'm just curious!"

Then, based on his experience, Zhang Gaolei analyzed to Huang Xiaochuan, "Judging from that woman's attire and demeanor, she seems to be from the finance industry, somewhat similar to the girlfriend Zhang Xiangguang brought last time! I think she recognized you; she has a sharp eye! With so many people in the bar, how could she recognize you at a glance?"

Huang Xiaochuan turned to look at Zhang Gaolei and said, "To be honest, the woman just now is not the same type of person as the one Lao Zhang brought last time. But you're not mistaken, this woman is indeed from the finance industry."

"Then why don't you go have a drink with them?"

Huang Xiaochuan glanced at Zhang Gaolei: "Do you think I should go over and have a drink with her? And listen to her recommend this so-called project to me?"

Zhang Gaolei sensed the displeasure in Huang Xiaochuan's tone and quickly raised his hand to beg for forgiveness: "I was wrong!"

But then he added, "Actually, there's no harm in chatting. What if there really is a good investment opportunity? Don't you think so?"

Huang Xiaochuan shook his head: "Old Zhang, do you think I lack these kinds of investment opportunities that I might stumble upon on the street?"

He then sneered, "Every day, people try every means to shove project proposals into Gaosong's hands and into my face. The line could stretch all the way to the Huangpu River. If I had to deal with every single person who came by offering a drink or handing me a business card, I wouldn't be able to do anything else."

Zhang Gaolei understood what Huang Xiaochuan meant. Indeed, at Huang Xiaochuan's level, time was the most precious thing. The professionalism and reliability of a stranger who tried to establish a connection by delivering drinks in a bar were questionable from the very beginning.

Huang Xiaochuan continued in a calm tone: "Besides, the fact that she used this method shows that she or her company has not yet reached the level where they can directly communicate with us. Truly influential venture capitalists, entrepreneurs or industry elites that I admire will naturally have more formal and effective ways to contact me and meet with me."

Zhang Gaolei knew Huang Xiaochuan was right. Even if the woman was somewhat well-known in the industry, she was nothing to Huang Xiaochuan. Her act of delivering the wine might be a relatively effective tactic in her circle, but to Huang Xiaochuan, it was somewhat abrupt and lacked sophistication. At least, Zhang Gaolei initially misunderstood it as a frivolous hint.

That's where the woman was careless.

Zhang Gaolei laughed and said, "You're right. When I left, I returned a bottle of 30-year-old Macallan to her. She gave us two glasses, and I returned a bottle to her."

Huang Xiaochuan didn't say anything. He had drunk quite a bit of alcohol that night, and with a day's work, he was indeed quite tired.

He didn't want to talk, so he closed his eyes.

He wasn't deliberately putting on an arrogant act; it was a natural reaction to his position. The rules governing his world were vastly different from those of the female financial elite who had just delivered the drinks.

This difference does not stem from his personal likes or dislikes, but rather from an invisible wall erected by the resources, status, wealth, and influence he currently possesses.

In Huang Xiaochuan's mind, the woman's actions just now were nothing more than a minor incident, or, to put it more negatively, a distraction!

It did not arouse any interest or response from him at all.

Meanwhile, Li Yun, sitting in the taxi, understood that the bottle of wine given to her was less a return gift and more a polite but cold response.

It means that the debt is settled and no favors are owed, which is equivalent to rejection.

She took out her phone and called Wei Wan, who had deserted her post.

"It's okay! I'm on my way home. I guess I was just daydreaming today. Goodnight, see you next time! Bye!"

Then, Li Yun clenched her fist and shouted in her heart, "Go for it!"

The next morning, the family of four sat together having breakfast. Yu Xiang said to her husband, "I have something to tell you!"

Huang Xiaochuan was busy dealing with a fried egg when he heard Yu Xiang's words. He looked up first and decided to let the fried egg go for now!

"What is it?"

Yu Xiang said, "Yu Wei has been discharged from the hospital! I'm planning to invite Ji Mei and her family of three to our house for a meal. Besides, it's been a long time since our two families have gotten together."

Huang Xiaochuan naturally had no objection to this; he had even told Ji Mei last time that the two families should find time to get together.

"Sure! I have no objection. You make the arrangements, just let me know the time in advance!"

Yu Xiang added, "Oh, right! Didn't you tell me last time that Shi Lei was applying to do further training at Jishuitan Hospital? I've contacted HSS (Hospital for Special Surgery in the United States, a mecca for every orthopedic surgeon) for him. I'll tell them when they come over for dinner, and give them a surprise!"

"Your idea is great. Let Shi Lei go out and learn properly so he can benefit our patients when he comes back!" Huang Xiaochuan wholeheartedly agreed. After all, his wife knows everything about the medical field, and she'll do whatever she says is best.