Zachary Holt was curious about the answer as well. He'd tried to get Sean to invest before, but he'd refused. Now, someone wanted to invite him to join this project, which was practically putting him in a tough spot.
The project organizers had put him on the invitation list in the first place because he was a hot commodity. If he participated, he could attract more attention from the financial elite. This would increase the project's prestige, leading to an influx of resources from other areas and helping to drum up hype.
But that was just wishful thinking. The project organizers wouldn't actually count on him—because he was impossible to get.
Sean Quinn lowered his gaze and asked coolly, "Do you think I have that much free time?"
"Who knows what you're really thinking?" Yuri Monroe chuckled. "Take the airport, for example. You didn't use the restroom in the VIP lounge, insisting on going to the one in the main terminal. But after you came out, you tore into that poor girl—I heard it with my own ears. And then there was the time you went to the film studio to discuss a collaboration with a famous star. That's something you normally wouldn't have to handle yourself, but you went anyway and even stayed to watch a good show. And at the amusement park, when she was getting attacked by haters, you were the one who sent people to rescue her, weren't you..."
Sean Quinn said nothing.
Yuri Monroe chuckled, a knowing look on his face. "Well, that little lady is certainly a looker. So delicate and fragile, the type men can't resist. So you're not completely made of stone after all! If you like her, you could chase her for a bit of fun... I mean, being happy is what's most important. You know, parts that don't get used will break down... Youth is wasted if you don't have a little fun, as they say..."
The moment he said it, he was met with cold glares from both Zachary Holt and Sean Quinn.
Of the three of them, Zachary Holt was uninterested in women, Yuri Monroe was a total playboy, and Sean Quinn, though adored wherever he went, maintained a clean reputation and knew his limits—he didn't mess with innocent young women. That's why only Yuri would say something like "for a bit of fun."
"Let's eat. I'm hungry..." Zachary Holt wasn't a man of many words, nor did he like to press for answers. Since Sean Quinn clearly didn't want to talk, he changed the subject. "Later, let's discuss the compensation plan for the Clearbrook Town relocation project..."
Yuri Monroe knew how to take a hint. Seeing his chance, he stopped discussing the topic, rang the bell to have the food brought in, and made a silent bet with himself: 'Today's drama is only going to get more exciting.'
Sean Quinn sat down at the dining table and casually unlocked his phone. He had intended to check the news, but instead, he clicked on the trending topic:
[That's right, I've officially applied to be on "Me and the Big Boss," and the partner I plan on inviting is none other than: Mr. Sean Quinn... Whether I succeed or not, I'll do my best... I hope my fans will continue to support me as always... Thank you...]
Below the post, some people were mocking her, while others were encouraging.
Far more mocking than encouraging—she didn't have that many fans to begin with.
The haters were especially nasty—
[Bimbo, you're already pretty enough. Don't be so delusional...]
[Delusional idiot. If you can actually get that finance mogul, I'll not only livestream myself eating shit, I'll also drop a million to boost your popularity ranking.]
[LMAO, my stomach hurts from laughing. An idiot is an idiot. Her, trying to get on a project of this caliber? Is she still dreaming from last night?!]
[TA-DA! Oh, bimbo, dear bimbo. Did you think you didn't have any ridiculous drama for the public in September, so you deliberately came out to give us a laugh? If you can get my dad's idol to join you, I'll get on my knees and worship you...]
...
Reading these comments, Sean Quinn's mind went to the "bimbo's" request. Right, she cared a lot about her acting career, so she would definitely come back to face his rejection again.
'Hmm, I'll wait and see. Let's see how she plans to convince me. The timid and cautious Stella Lockwood, so bad at socializing, actually wants to invite a big shot like me, someone notoriously difficult to handle. What on earth is going through that little head of hers?'
'Is she... still the same little girl I used to know?'
'Yes, but it seems she's also not.'