This relieved Zhao Yiping.

He asked, "President Hou, may I ask how you got hold of it? Chen Fang was quite thorough; he never leaked the investment list before. How did you manage to get it?"

The reason he asked this was that.

The 16 company chiefs who had just boarded the cruise ship were the very people Chen Fang was planning to visit next.

They were also the core component of his investment solicitation.

But today, they all boarded the cruise prepared for them by Hou Jingjing and Zhao Yiping.

Hou Jingjing smiled slightly.

She said, "In this world, there is no wall that doesn't have cracks. Chen Fang is indeed astute, keeping the list to himself and even guarding against you, but despite all his precautions, he can't guard against those close to him."

"Are you saying you got this list from someone close to him?" he asked in surprise.

Hou Jingjing smiled proudly.

She continued, "Chen Fang overlooked a very important element, the drivers' team. For vehicle dispatch, advance booking is required. In the coming days, his schedule is packed, and nobody knows Chen Fang's whereabouts better than the drivers. Naturally, I could predict his movements based on this schedule."

"Brilliant, truly brilliant, President Hou, you're indeed the master," said Zhao Yiping as he gave Hou Jingjing a thumbs up.

This made the smile on Hou Jingjing's face even broader.

Watching the changing streets outside the window, Hou Jingjing coldly smiled to herself and murmured, "Chen Fang, oh Chen Fang, you think you are invincible, but I am going to show you how you fall into my hands..."

Meanwhile.

In the restaurant on the first floor of the cruise.

Sixteen men in black masks sat around four round tables.

Although their expressions were obscured, the eager light in their eyes revealed that these sixteen individuals were quite looking forward to what was about to unfold.

At that moment.

A man wearing a white mask stepped onto a small stage directly in front.

Holding a microphone, he bowed to everyone present.

He announced loudly, "Welcome esteemed guests, to our Lark's Song cruise. Over the next four hours, the entire staff on the Lark's Song will present you with a feast for the senses. Without further ado, let us serve the dishes..."

After he spoke.

He waved his hand.

The doors on both sides of the restaurant opened simultaneously.

Two rows of women walked out in single file.

This scene made the sixteen executives catch their breath instantly.

The term "feast for the senses" used by the host couldn't have been more appropriate.

Sixteen on the left, sixteen on the right, a total of thirty-two beautiful "waitresses."

All these 32 women were of average height, with each at least around five feet seven, holding plates. But what was most deadly was these 32 women's attire.

They were all dressed in only bikinis.

Two palm-sized pieces of fabric barely covered the protruding grapes on their chests.

The fabric on the lower half was even less, only the size of half a mask, and almost transparent, outlining the contours of the Mysterious Land with a veiled, nebulous allure.

Eight women at each table.

Neatly arranged the food on the tables.

For these wealthy individuals, no type of food was new, but such a large group of eye-catching and sexy beauties were something unheard of for those present.

It was expected that after setting up the meals, these women would sit down to accompany them.

But this was not the case.

Just as some were getting restless and about to reach out to touch one of them.

The thirty-two women lined up and filed out of the restaurant.

The flames that had been kindled in their hearts were instantly extinguished.

Just as everyone was feeling disappointed with this arrangement, suddenly, the lights in the restaurant went out, and four beams of light simultaneously shone onto the stage.

Two red ribbons descended from the sky.

Following the ribbons, two beautiful women appeared as if they had fallen from the heavens, like ethereal cranes.

Their hair was styled in ancient updos.

Dressed in court dancer's flowing robes and feather dresses.

More importantly, both women were remarkably attractive; to say they could captivate a nation wouldn't be an exaggeration.

A soft melody began to play.

The two women danced gracefully on the stage, and it must be said, their dance movements were quite impressive.

"Pfft, I've always heard that the Mysterious Land cruise is a paradise for men, but it looks mediocre, just a bunch of country bumpkins who've never seen the world."

At a table.

A man wearing a mask snorted disdainfully.

The man across from him also sneered, "Exactly, I thought it was going to be something exciting. It's just dancing. Even if you did a striptease, I could see that anywhere outside if I just paid."

"Indeed..."

"Exactly."

As the dance continued.

The dissatisfaction below grew heavier.

Indeed, this was to be expected as all those present were wealthy; they had all seen grand spectacles, and such arrangements did not impress them.

In the midst of this clamor.

The two dancers seemed completely unconcerned.

Just then, a man's voice came from the speakers, "Undress with golden powder at night, array erotic paintings by the pillow; the Plain Girl as my teacher, her demeanor fills every corner. These lines are from 'Song of Simultaneity' by Zhang Heng of the Eastern Han dynasty."

"This verse depicts the scene of a wedding night or newly-wed couple, where 'Undress with golden powder at night' likely refers to the couple undressing for bed, and 'array erotic paintings by the pillow' hints at them having guides to sexual techniques in paintings. The paintings mentioned are referring to the erotic paintings."

Upon mentioning the three words "erotic paintings."

The noisy voices suddenly quieted down.

Clearly, this narration had piqued everyone's interest.

"Next, our dancers from Mysterious Land will demonstrate the essence of the twelve poses of erotic paintings for our esteemed guests."

The narration resumed.

The two dancers spun in place on stage.

Somehow.

Their clothes began to fall off one by one.

In the blink of an eye.

The two beauties were left only in red undergarments and ancient loose pants.

The undergarment was not tight.

Through the gaps at the sides, the outlines of their large bosoms could be seen, the semi-refusal and coyness once again captivated the audience.

Following.

On the stage screen.

The words "erotic paintings" appeared.

Then, an ancient painting was displayed.

In the painting, two ancient women lay diagonally on a bed with one holding a booklet; both stared intently at it.

At the same time.

In the middle of the stage, a wooden couch slowly rose.

The two who had just danced settled down on the wooden couch, picked up a small booklet, and assumed the exact same position as in the painting.

"This erotic painting, which we call 'Secret Words in the Boudoir,' shows the ancient women's exploration of sexuality, and the booklet they hold is the erotic painting handed down to today."

The narration continued.

The previous host wearing a white mask once again entered the stage and pointed at the two women on the couch to explain.

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