Yu Linglong saw Trotsky expose his ugly true face, the veins in her hands bulging, almost grabbing the steaming coffee on the table, ready to splash it toward Trotsky, telling the pig-headed man to scram.
As Yu Linglong's bestie, Gu Xiyan was naturally very familiar with her temperament and, sensing her intentions in advance, quickly pressed her hand under the table and then shook her head slightly at her.
Because at this time, there wasn't enough evidence to indicate that Trotsky was indeed sexually harassing them.
And if they were to throw hot coffee at him, it could bring a lot of trouble.
Therefore, Gu Xiyan could only suppress her anger and stop Yu Linglong's impulse.
"Sorry, the cooperation proposal drafted by our company is not sufficient, and it may not satisfy you. We'll take our leave now and wish you and Miss Wang a pleasant collaboration."
After saying that, Gu Xiyan readied to pull Yu Linglong away.
Seeing them about to leave, Trotsky was suddenly a bit dumbfounded.
What the hell?
Their just now coy demeanor, those seemingly reluctant yet inviting eyes, weren't those a sign of agreement, followed by a trip to a hotel to show their sincerity?
Why were they suddenly leaving?
Trotsky couldn't quite understand it, but he certainly didn't want to let these two desirable women slip away just like that.
Wouldn't that mean he came to River City for nothing?
He must stall them first, then see how things go step by step…
Trotsky thought to himself with a sigh.
With this in mind, Trotsky swiftly stood up, his tone mixing confusion with slight anger: "Ladies, what's going on? When your company negotiates a cooperation, you don't even prepare a sufficient proposal? Didn't you bring the fashion samples for the new season either?"
With Trotsky's somewhat dissatisfied and contemptuous words, Gu Xiyan's steps, while pulling Yu Linglong, came to an involuntary halt.
"Huh?!"
Gu Xiyan stopped and turned around, her eyes full of surprise and uncertainty as she looked towards Trotsky, who feigned innocence.
Reflecting on his previous accusations, doubt began to creep into her mind.
Could it be… that the disgusting freak wasn't implying what they thought, and it was just their own misconception?
Gu Xiyan and Yu Linglong exchanged glances, each seeing the other's thoughts in their eyes.
That is, to give him another chance.
If they did indeed misunderstand Trotsky, they could still sit down and talk.
After all, the cooperation proposal they prepared for the potential partnership with the luxury company behind Trotsky was very generous.
If Trotsky was genuinely interested in a partnership and saw it, he would absolutely have no reason to refuse their proposal.
Thus, the anger on Gu Xiyan's pretty face quickly dissipated, and she put on a somewhat fake smile, explaining: "Sorry, Mr. Trotsky, I might have misunderstood your meaning just now. Although our proposal isn't fully prepared, our sincerity is absolute…"
As she spoke, she signaled Yu Linglong to fetch the cooperation proposal they had prepared, while she herself reached into the black plastic bag to take out the new clothing samples her company had just designed for the season.
However…
When Gu Xiyan reached into the black plastic bag and pulled out a yellowing white tank top, a pair of black shorts, and some boxer briefs, she was instantly dumbfounded.
Damn it, how is it Mu Jinyu's change of clothes?!
How could she have taken the wrong clothes?
This is bad, this is really bad…
Gu Xiyan was dumbstruck, and Yu Linglong, who had just taken out the prepared cooperation proposal from her bag, was equally dumbfounded.
What the hell, why are you taking out a pair of men's underwear?
She really felt like cursing Gu Xiyan. What the hell was she doing?!
Trotsky had just been relieved to have successfully stabilized them and was feeling a sigh of relief, thinking that if he handled them again later, he would definitely be able to take them down.
But then he saw Gu Xiyan pull out this set of obviously worn, seemingly unwashed dirty clothes, and he was immediately dumbfounded, then stared deathly at the pair of boxer shorts in Gu Xiyan's hands.
Wang Huanhuan, who was watching coldly from the sidelines, couldn't help but snort with laughter when she saw this scene. She glanced at Trotsky, whose eyes were turning red, and mocked,
"General Gu is really creative, huh? The new season's clothing samples from your company turned out to be a worn set of vest and shorts, oh... Maybe the highest realm of fashion is to return to the basics, haha..."
"You?!"
Gu Xiyan, hearing Miss Wang's mockery, was so angry she could barely stand it. She wanted to retort, but couldn't, because what she was holding was indeed the clothes that Mu Jinyu had changed out of, and the actual clothing samples she had prepared were left in the car, unable to be presented.
Gu Xiyan felt absolutely hopeless, feeling she had completely messed up this cooperation. She didn't want to explain anymore, just wanted to quickly pack up Mu Jinyu's clothes and throw them away, and then leave with Yu Linglong as quickly as possible to avoid further embarrassment.
But as she frantically tried to stuff Mu Jinyu's dirty clothes back into the black plastic bag,
She suddenly heard Trotsky shout loudly, "Don't, don't put them away, let me see!"
Gu Xiyan and Yu Linglong, upon hearing this, were shocked and looked up at Trotsky.
They saw that his eyes were bloodshot, looking almost like he had rabies, as he stared fixedly at Mu Jinyu's boxer shorts, eyes shaking with excitement, his body trembling.
Then, unable to contain his excitement and under the incredulous gazes of the three, Trotsky got up and snatched Mu Jinyu's boxer shorts directly from Gu Xiyan's hands.
Next, under even more incredulous stares, Trotsky took Mu Jinyu's boxer shorts and started to caress them gently, as if fondling a rare treasure, treasuring it, so eagerly...
Gu Xiyan watched with a chill down her spine.
Exchanging glances with Yu Linglong, they both felt their skin crawl, realizing that Trotsky was truly perverse!
However, this was just the beginning.
Trotsky's actions, which shocked and disgusted them even more, followed.
After feeling the fabric, Trotsky put it to his nose and began to sniff greedily.
The sensation was as if he was smelling the most intoxicating fragrance in the world.
"Yes, that's it, this scent is so intoxicating..."
Trotsky, with an ecstatic expression, sniffed greedily while muttering to himself.
"Ugh!"
Gu Xiyan and Yu Linglong almost threw up.
Damn, how disgusting.
You see, if Trotsky was holding a woman's thing and sniffing it like that, they might find him repulsive but could somewhat understand the peculiarity of such people.
But damn, he was holding a man's boxer shorts!
Gu Xiyan felt the scene was too offensive for the eyes, making it hard for her to watch.
But the most disgusted weren't the two women, Gu Xiyan and Yu Linglong.
It was Wang Huanhuan, who had just last night shown Trotsky her exceptional bosom and tender sincerity.
She really couldn't help but feel like vomiting.
Thinking that Trotsky might be gay, the experience from last night made it impossible for her to let go.
She felt like she might be nauseated for life!
Ugh!