Transmigrated into a female-oriented novel, and put an end to the domineering CEOs all over the city

The most exclusive private club in Ba Shi City.

Lu Jingxiu drove slowly into the circular driveway in front of the clubhouse.

On both sides of the driveway, as always, were parked all sorts of flashy supercars and top-of-the-line sedans.

When the Dongfeng Mengshi stopped at the entrance, a waiter in a crisp uniform and white gloves immediately jogged forward, a respectful and polite smile on his face, and skillfully opened the front door first, then the rear door.

After Lu Jingxiu and his three companions got out of the car, they entered the clubhouse.

Two rows of greeters in long skirts bowed in unison: "Welcome!"

Immediately afterwards, a pretty girl wearing a white shirt and pencil skirt came up to greet them.

"Young Master Lu, you've arrived." The lobby manager wore a sweet smile, her eyes quickly sweeping over Lu Jingxiu and the three people behind him, already knowing what was going on.

She recognized the woman; she was Han Xuanxuan, the daughter of President Han.

The two behind...

Well, the two Chinese guards, though they looked ordinary and dressed like they were going out to buy groceries, were clearly bodyguards or something like that.

Why do I say that?

When the two entered, their eyes lingered on the two rows of hostesses for five or six seconds, but then they reflexively began to scan the entire hall, noting where the exit was, where the blind spots were, and how to proceed.

This way of judging people is something that an average middle-aged man wouldn't do.

So, Young Master Lu is here to discuss serious business, not to play around.

Although she didn't know why the bodyguards of other young masters were all strong, burly young men in black suits, this young master Lu's bodyguards were two greasy middle-aged men.

Perhaps it's because Young Master Lu has unique tastes.

"Manager Zhang, where is An Xiaozhao's private room? Take me there." Lu Jingxiu glanced at the name tag on the lobby manager's collar.

—Zhang Shengsheng.

"Okay, this way please, I'll take you there." Zhang Shengsheng gave a polite smile, turned to the side and made a "please" gesture, then led everyone towards the elevator.

Lu Jingxiu and Han Xuanxuan are both long-time customers here, so they are naturally familiar with the layout and atmosphere.

The two plainclothes detectives nodded to each other.

The service at this club is far superior to that "most luxurious club in the city" we just visited. The arrogant attitude of that security guard at the entrance made it seem like we had entered the CIA headquarters.

In the elevator, Lu Jingxiu suddenly remembered something and casually asked, "Is the most exclusive luxury club in the city owned by the same person as your club?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Shengsheng shook her head, her smile remaining impeccable: "Young Master Lu, not a boss."

She paused, then added softly, "But they're all about the same quality."

Lu Jingxiu nodded slightly.

He thought it was a chain brand, but it turns out it's not the same company.

Why are your two club names so similar?

An Xiaozhao's private room is in the VIP area on the third floor.

As soon as the elevator doors opened, a group of bodyguards in black suits stood at the entrance. They were all burly and had serious expressions, looking like a row of human statues.

Upon seeing the group arrive, one of the bodyguards knocked on the door, went inside to report, and only after receiving permission did he step aside to signal that the group could enter.

Lu Jingxiu led the three of them inside.

The private room was spacious and elegantly decorated. There were abstract paintings on the walls that I couldn't understand but looked very expensive, green plants in the corner, and a faint aroma of fragrance in the air.

Sitting at the round table in the middle were An Xiaozhao and her brother.

"Young Master Lu, you're here. Please have a seat." An Xiaozhao stood up, a bright smile on her face.

Today she wore a light-colored short dress and light makeup. Her big eyes had slightly downturned corners, giving her a naturally pitiful look.

When she smiles, it's hard to imagine that she's a lawless madwoman who threatens Han Xuanxuan's entire family.

It's possible she didn't threaten him, but she was definitely aware of it.

An Yehan, sitting next to him, remained motionless, his expression maintaining the standard cold and aloof demeanor of a domineering CEO.

His gaze swept over Lu Jingxiu and the others, without even lifting his eyelids.

Lu Jingxiu didn't mind and generously led the three of them to sit down.

Han Xuanxuan and the two plainclothes officers took their seats one by one, and the atmosphere became quiet for a moment.

"All irrelevant people may leave." At this moment, An Yehan spoke coldly, his gaze slowly sweeping over Han Xuanxuan and the two plainclothes officers, as if looking at some eyesore.

The meaning is clear: the three of them are just idle people and don't deserve to sit here.

Han Xuanxuan and the two plainclothes officers' expressions changed slightly, and they both looked at Lu Jingxiu.

Lu Jingxiu leaned back in his chair and replied in a calm tone, "They are not just idle people. If Miss An and this... Young Master An, you are not welcoming them, then I will take my leave."

After saying that, he made a move to get up.

"Oh dear, please forgive me, Young Master Lu," An Xiaozhao quickly said with a smile, trying to smooth things over, blinking her eyes that were naturally good at feigning helplessness.

"Because the conversation we're about to have might not be appropriate with other people around. You know, some things are only meant to be said between us."

"They are not outsiders." Lu Jingxiu looked at An Xiaozhao, his tone calm.

An Xiaozhao paused for a moment, her brows furrowing slightly before relaxing. "Young Master Lu, may I ask, who are Miss Han and these two... uncles beside her?"

She deliberately dragged out the word "uncle," her tone carrying a hint of unintentional contempt.

Han Xuanxuan is one thing, but what are those two middle-aged men? Do they even deserve to sit at the same table as her?

Lu Jingxiu directly avoided her question.

Are you kidding me? You think I have to answer your questions? Are you my homeroom teacher?

His tone carried a hint of impatience: "Then, Miss An, let's chat again next time if we have the chance."

After saying that, he turned to leave without hesitation. Han Xuanxuan and the two plainclothes officers beside him also stood up.

An Xiaozhao's expression changed, and she pinched herself under the table: "Young Master Lu, please wait! In that case, let's sit down together."

This time, there was serious business to discuss. She took a deep breath and forcefully suppressed the anger rising in her throat.

An Yehan's expression grew even colder, but he held back.

As the domineering CEO who has the final say in the family business, it's probably the first time in his career that he's had to tolerate a few irrelevant people sitting at the table.

But he told himself that after the business was over, there would be plenty of time to make Lu Jingxiu regret it.

This guy surnamed Lu probably doesn't know what the An family's true methods are.

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.