Banquet Hall was a little noisy, it seemed like some big shot was coming.

Zhuang Nuanchen, who was about to get some fruits, glanced subconsciously, but was slightly surprised. Mr. Nan was also here. I bet this banquet was really not simple.

Nan Lao, an old man she had only seen in financial magazines, this Chinese entrepreneur who acquired her communication company and successfully entered the Chinese market, heard that when Dema Group acquired Dema Communication, this old man made a special trip

She went back to China for an inspection, but she hadn't entered the company yet and couldn't catch a glimpse of him. She didn't expect to meet him here today.

Mr. Nan is energetic and hale and hearty, with gray hair that shows his kindness. He stands straight when he walks, which shows his unyielding spirit as an entrepreneur. No wonder people in the industry call him "Mr. Nan", presumably out of respect for him.

of respect.

From the moment he entered the banquet hall, many people came up to greet him. He just smiled and nodded, but in the end he walked towards Jiang Moyuan intentionally. Zhuang Nuanchen watched this scene curiously, and felt that the back of the woman standing next to Nan Lao was very strange.

They looked familiar, but she couldn't remember them for a moment. Holding the fruit plate, she tried to get closer to them. It wasn't that she wanted to eavesdrop on what they were talking about, but she simply wanted to get close to her idol - Nan Lao.

The biggest boss of the group is right in front of her, how could she not be excited?

The two chatted in low voices and laughed loudly. She couldn't hear what they talked about clearly, but she vaguely heard Nan Lao ask Jiang Moyuan, "Xiao Jiang, do you have any plans to come over and help me?"

It's a typical poaching. I didn't expect entrepreneurs like Nan Lao to use this trick. Zhuang Nuanchen snickered and looked back. She stood at this angle and could see Jiang Moyuan's expression. Although Nan Lao had his back to

She must also be smiling.

She saw that there was no hint of flattery in Jiang Moyuan's eyes, and smiled politely, "Stop teasing me, Mr. Nan. You have so many talented people, how dare I show my shame in front of Mr. Nan?"

Mr. Nan shook his head, with a slightly regretful tone, "I really don't know what benefits Biaowei has given you?"

Jiang Moyuan said calmly, "You have to pay back the favors you owe others. Nan always knows about me. I never like to owe favors."

After hearing these words, Nan Lao smiled, reached out and patted his shoulder, his voice sounded helpless and admiring, "You, you, are exactly like your father, but compared to your father, you Jiang Moyuan

He is even better than his predecessor."

"Nan Lao is too praised."

Zhuang Nuanchen was secretly surprised. From the conversation, it was easy to see that the two had a close friendship. It was obvious that Mr. Nan cherished Jiang Moyuan, but what kind of favor did Jiang Moyuan owe? She couldn't figure it out, but the polite words in the mall sounded like nothing.

Well, who can tell clearly which one is true and which one is false?

Just as she was about to leave, she heard the woman next to Mr. Nan speak again, with a sweet and beautiful voice, like spring water splashing in her heart, "Jiang Moyuan, you always have a high airs. My father has invited you several times and you have refused. You really want to be beaten."

"In the laughter, it is not difficult to hear the coquettishness and initiative in front of the man you like.

This sound...

Zhuang Nuanchen heard it more familiarly, his brain quickly searched for it in his memory, and his eyebrows tightened.

Jiang Moyuan, who was not far away, just smiled lightly and did not make any gesture of reply. He just said politely, "I'm sorry, you two. I have something else to do. Please excuse me." After saying that, he turned to look at Zhuang Nuanchen.

Here he called in a low voice, "Nuan Nuan——"

Zhuang Nuanchen didn't react for a while, but when he saw him staring at her for a moment, he suddenly realized, "Nuan Nuan?" This nickname is too ambiguous... I think he was using her as a shield this time. He put down the fruit plate and

Putting on his usual smile and stepping forward, he stretched out his hand, she stepped forward, and he took her in his arms, his movements intimate and natural.

"Zhuang Nuanchen? How could it be you?" The woman's beautiful bright eyes were filled with jealousy and then surprise, pointing at her nestled in Jiang Moyuan's arms, with a look of disbelief on her face.

Zhuang Nuanchen was stunned. He didn't expect someone to directly call her name. When his eyes fell on the woman's face, he was shocked!

Nan Youxuan!
Chapter completed!