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"President Xiao He is here!" Chi Zixuan grabbed the hand of He Yuzheng who just got off the bus: "I am really happy that Mr. He is willing to show his face."
"Congratulations on the opening of the hotel." He Yuzheng handed over the opening ceremony, but quietly but vigorously pulled his hand out of Chi Zixuan's hand.
"It's a waste of money, let's bring Mr. He in, there are all friends." Chi Zixuan laughed so hard that he couldn't see his teeth, and quickly let people go in to meet He Yuzheng, but as soon as he said this, He Yuzheng's heart came out " "Hey," and said the words "all friends" from Chi Zixuan's mouth, indicating that the group of people inside did not deal with him.
Sure enough, as soon as they entered Longzhou, a group of second-generation well-known bastards rushed to He Yuzheng. Most of them were about the same age as He Yuzheng.
In recent years, He Yuzheng's drinking capacity has been exercised a little. A few drinks are not a problem, but one after another is still too much to eat. When he drinks the fourth one, he finally accepts it blindly and begins to be familiar with someone in front of him. The playful sons of the young men started to chat, talking about the industry and the family's investment, but the playful sons didn't know what to do. When He Yuzheng finished his circle, he raised his glass again: "It's all in the wine, Mr. He, drink it!"
He Yuzheng: ......
He Yuzheng, who had been drinking for three rounds, was already slightly drunk and was going to find an excuse to get away, but Chi Zixuan's reception was not so business-like, and the people who came here were all people who only spent money. He Yuzheng said that he will have a next In a cross-border meeting, they said you were the boss and moved the meeting to tomorrow; He Yuzheng said that he would go home to see his parents, and they said that there would be a piece of meat to meet tomorrow...
Until ten o'clock that day, Chi Zixuan, who was flushed with drinking, suddenly held a wine glass and said loudly, "Everyone! There is another distinguished guest today!"
The scene of the reception was quiet. He Yuzheng stood in the corner and squinted his eyes to see Jiang Fang come in. He was dressed very everyday, a grey sweater of one of his favorite brands. After walking in, he turned towards him. Those second-generation disciples who cheered and screamed hooked their lips and nodded, took Chi Zixuan's wine, and drank it with dignity.
After Jiang Fang came in, people looked at He Yuzheng from time to time. After all, he was Jiang Fang's boss now, but Jiang Fang's public participation in Chi Zixuan's reception was to slap He Yuzheng in the face naked, which would make many people misunderstand Jiang Fang and He Yuzheng. Chi Zixuan was in the dark, and he went to Shenghe just to repay Shenghe's favor. Everyone felt that he would definitely go to Ta'an after the contract with Shenghe expired.
He Yuzheng didn't care about these glances, he put down his glass and wanted to go to a more corner, but as soon as he turned around, Chi Zixuan stopped him: "Mr. He! Come here, I invited Jiang Fang without telling you, Careless!"
He Yuzheng twitched the corners of his mouth and walked towards the middle of the meeting. He and Jiang Fang looked at each other blankly, with no emotion in each other's eyes, like normal strangers, but not like a boss or a player at all.
This made everyone's suspicion even deeper.
"Today, I specially invited Jiang Fang to participate in the hotel's opening reception. Jiang Xin was in the competition and said that he would train until eight o'clock. Mr. He, you work so hard, do you have to express it?"
He Yuzheng nodded, took a glass of wine from the waiter and drank it: "It's hard work."
"Then do you still have to toast me? I'm about to bid Jiang Fang 500 million. He didn't let go. He really cares about Shenghe. You guys took him away from me. You're hurt~" Chi Zixuan said with a heart-covering expression, He Yuzheng took another glass of wine: "You open today, toast to you, business is booming."
He could see that Chi Zixuan was here to dispose of him today.
"Jiang Fang can't do anything either. The old club has also made an offer. If he doesn't go, he won't be called a white-eyed wolf?" Wei Jiang Fang, a rich second-generation fan in his early twenties, complained.
Chi Zixuan hehe twice, and began to sigh.
"Young Master Chi, don't be depressed. When Jiang Fang's contract expires, you're afraid he won't go? Shenghe FC has been going downhill in recent years. Last year, the fifth in the league almost failed to keep it." The second generation of rich looked at He Yuzheng, said aggressively: "You don't seem very happy to sign his press conference? You have to grab it."
The scene became ugly. He Yuzheng stood in the center of the reception and received the attention of many of Chi Zixuan's friends. He was not embarrassed, but only felt helpless.
"It's not what you think." Jiang Fang looked at the rich second generation indifferently: "I'm pestering him. If he doesn't sign me, I will enter Shenghe for free."
The rich second generation choked, paused, and automatically found a reason for Jiang Fang: "Yes, after all, you came out of here, it's normal to feel at first."
At this time, the eyes of a group of people watching a good show changed, and they felt bored that they couldn't keep He Yuzheng off the stage, but Jiang Fang's appearance as the protector made everyone curious about the relationship between the two.
"Don't mention it, don't mention it, it's over, today is a happy thing, everyone drinks, and we'll go to the second stall together later." Chi Zixuan not only failed to embarrass He Yuzheng, but also embarrassed himself even more He Yuzheng looked at Chi Zixuan and said, "I can't go to the second stall. I'm not in good health recently, so I have to go to bed early."
Chi Zixuan nodded and smiled: "Okay, don't go if you don't go."
He Yuzheng was momentarily surprised by Chi Zixuan's sudden release, but he didn't have the time to think about it. The reception was over in twenty minutes, so he had enough face.
He Yuzheng quietly withdrew from the crowd again, counting the time by second by second, until ten minutes later, suddenly felt dizzy, but it was not normal dizziness after drinking too much alcohol or nervousness, but suddenly the world was spinning. The eyes can be opened, but the flowers are glowing, and the whole body is still a little hot.
He Yuzheng was leaning against the wall, and his body was hot. At this moment, someone came over and grabbed his wrist. The man seemed to have just held a wine glass, and the coldness of his palm made He Yuzheng really comfortable.
"Young Master He? What's wrong?" It was a man's voice, unfamiliar, but it sounded uncomfortable.
He Yuzheng rubbed his temples and didn't answer. The man said again, "Are you drunk? Let me open a room for you to rest."