Yan Sijia went back to the bar to mix drinks.
Although it was afternoon and the place wasn't open to the public,
Li Haiguang was after all a major investor, and Yan Sijia, despite her distaste for him, didn't dare to slack off.
Lu Yinfeng also vaguely sensed that there was some story between the two of them.
Seizing the opportunity to "go to the bathroom," Lu Yinfeng dragged Yan Sijia into the restroom for an interrogation.
"Sijia, what's going on between you and President Li?"
Yan Sijia first snorted coldly, then said indignantly, "Don't be fooled by Li Haiguang's decent facade. I treat him like an investor 'daddy,' and he has the nerve to lust after me!"
Lu Yinfeng glanced at Yan Sijia in the mirror, her black hair in big waves, her voluptuous upper body barely covered by a short tube top, her smooth and delicate skin revealed, and the tattoo of a thorn flower on her chest vaguely enticing people to look deeper.