Quick Transmigration: Picked Up By Stud Horse System Chapter 15: The 'Heir' Of Xi Corporation

Xi Sheng strides towards that area where a small portion of elderly can be seen. She was thinking of integrating herself...but hearing their gibberish talk, she gave up. They are the types of elders that annoys her the most. They just rose in wealth suddenly, and they became so arrogant like they really worked hard on the money they won, honestly it was just pure luck. Perhaps, luck is also a type of strength but the way they tried to pretend like an aristocratic n.o.ble, it was unsightly. In short, they are an upstart.

She made a little detour and walked straight into the buffet.

Wealthy elderly people never attended parties as they weren't a party-goers. They see no sense in attending such but if the party can benefit them, they will dispatch one of their employees.

She looked at the foods in the buffet table and picked appetizing snacks in her eyes. A waiter offered her beverages but her focus was on the foods, and she kindly refuse without looking at his exposed chest. Waiters and waitresses' outfits are so provocative, they also wear half masks that covers half of their faces. They looked mysterious and also giving someone a rise in libido level..

She didn't notice that the hope in the waiter's eyes suddenly extinguished and replaced by extreme fear.

He had no choice but to walk away.

The lights suddenly vanish, an indicator that the party is going to start soon. The spotlights were aimed at the center of the stage. A beautiful girl walked in and smiled.

"Good evening, Ladies and gentlemen! On behalf of D Central Officers Committee, we welcome you to enjoy and have taste of our specialties..."

The emcee has an impactful voice in directing everyone's attention but their choice of clothes are not appropriate if they want to have an effective result. If the emcee really wanted to use her voice then her cleavage should be covered.

Xi Sheng wondered how did this party sailed successfully by using mere seduction. Her high expectation towards the Yangs diminish by half, the other half was given to Yang Luo.

"Now, let's all welcome the spokesperson of this party, let's give an applause for Ms. Yang Luo!"

Everyone became silent when Yang Luo reached the stage. Her body was covered from top to bottom. Yang Luo's outfit represented where she came from. The cheongsam was their traditional attire and it enhances the softness and grace of a female beauty. The crowd were touch by her love for her country.

The cheongsam was refined and can be discerned as a high quality due to its impressive craftsmanship in needle work and embroidery. Her dress was paired by a high heels, her body became even more slender and attractive.

She gave her sweetest on a certain spot where her most hated sibling sat. Her vengeance was making herself successful while the other can only be a b.a.s.t.a.r.d forever.

Xi Sheng heard a clattering sound at a distance not too far away from her spot. She didn't plan on lending a hand but their words are becoming more and more vulgar making everyone's ear blush in pink red.

"Come here, baby. How much is your one night? Thousands? Tell this Lord and I will give you a pleasure..."

The man molests one of the waiters and offered him money but the waiter was unwilling. The drunkard insisted and said indecent and crude words towards the waiter, the waiter can only resist by talking calmly but his shoulders are already quivering.

Xi Sheng closed their gap and twisted the drunkard's hand. She settled the commotion quietly while the others reported him. The drunkard isn't one of big figures, he's the son of an upstart, so no one created more troubles, except for a howling woman, his mother.

Xi Sheng took the waiter's hand and brought him on a secluded place.

"What are you doing here, Zhao Fang?"

Although the lights were out, but it's just a semi darkness. She faintly saw the mole on half of his face. At first, she wasn't quite sure if that's really him but that timid personality and mole of his gave her quite high chance that it was him.

"You are an employee of the Xi's yet why are you at the party hosted by the Yang's? Are you a double-crosser perhaps?"

Xi Sheng waited for an answer, but it didn't come. She looked at Zhao Fang who wore thin clothes. A refreshing sea breeze swept in their way that made Zhao Fang feel the chill.

She breathes a mouthful of air and look at the shivering Zhao Fang.

"Have any spare clothes?"

Still, no response but he nodded.

Xi Sheng signals him to follow her to the staffs room. They walked at a fast pace thus didn't spot that the guests seems to decrease by half.

She waited on him outside the room. By the time she heard a noise, a shadow leaped in and covered her nose with a cloth containing a pungent smell.

Before she fainted, she heard an apologetic and sincere voice saying: "I'm sorry."