Li Xuan walked in the night of Jinjiang and felt that the air here was fresher than Anzhou.
The sound of footsteps came from behind, and it was Yang Mengmeng and Ye Ya who chased them out.
"Li Xuan, have you passed a little just now?" Yang Mengmeng caught up and asked breathlessly.
"Is there any?" Li Xuan asked lightly, "Do you think they sincerely recognize me as a relative?"
Yang Mengmeng was stunned.
Li Xuan asked again: "Do you think if your family encounters great difficulties, will they help?"
Yang Mengmeng opened her mouth and was speechless.
Li Xuan asked again: "Do you think if I don't have the ability to help Yang Pingping, will they treat me like today?"
Yang Mengmeng was silent for a long time and finally said, "Okay, they are indeed the kind of people you mentioned. To be honest, I don't like them either. But after all, they are my uncle and aunt, and my cousin."
Li Xuan said: "But do they treat you as their niece as their cousin?"
Ye Ya couldn't help but say, "Isn't that true! Mengmeng, you begged them last time..."
"Stop talking!" Yang Mengmeng shouted, her eyes red at some point.
Ye Ya fell silent, turned her head away, as if she was holding back some emotion.
Li Xuan saw it and said lightly: "Cousin, I am different from them. If you encounter any difficulties, you must remember to tell me. Your cousin is now capable. Remember to remember any difficulties.
I can help you solve the difficulties!"
Yang Mengmeng opened her mouth slightly, hesitated for a long time, and finally sighed: "Okay, let's not talk about these unhappy things anymore. Are you not full? Let's go, let's go to the night market!"
Li Xuan looked at the sad face in her eyes and knew that she had the last trace of tolerance. That might be her last fig leaf, and she was unwilling to show her weakness to her relatives.
This cousin is really stubborn.
But fortunately, it's not too late.
There was nothing to say all night, and the next day Li Xuan got up early and headed straight to Jinjiang Gymnasium.
Today is the opening day of the Jinjiang Sports Marketing Exhibition. Various sports-related industries in Ping'an Province gather in Jinjiang Sports Hall to display their respective products, attracting many merchants from all over the country.
Pingzhou University cooperated with several well-known fitness brands and also rented a booth to promote college students' fitness projects. Originally, the person in charge of Pingzhou was Wang Hui, but this guy was seriously injured and was still lying in the hospital. He changed his mind temporarily.
Become Zhao Gang.
Zhao Gang was wearing a black suit that was not fit, which was the most formal outfit he could show off, and stood in front of the booth with a nervous face.
"The customer is about to enter the market, and everyone is working hard." Zhao Gang greeted.
But the seven or eight students behind the booth were lazy and turned a blind eye to Zhao Gang's shouts.
Zhao Gang said anxiously: "Did you hear it?"
No one answered.
This perfunctory attitude has continued from yesterday to today, and Zhao Gang is already a little desperate.
Fortunately, there was Liu Wei. She ran over with a large stack of information panting and released to the booth, saying, "There is still some, I'll go and pick it up again."
"Wan Peng, are you going to get the information with Liu Wei?" Zhao Gang said to a strong student.
Wan Peng rolled his eyes and said, "Why should I go? Why don't you go by yourself!"
Zhao Gang said anxiously: "I also have to be responsible for receiving customers. If I leave now, who will receive customers?"
Wan Peng sneered and said, "Isn't receiving customers a job for Minister Wang? Why is it your turn?"
Zhao Gang said: "You should have seen the notice that the school just sent yesterday?"
"Stop using chicken feathers as a command arrow!" Wan Peng looked at him disdainfully, "I only listen to Brother Hui."
"You..." Zhao Gang had no choice.
Liu Wei wiped the sweat from her forehead and said, "It's okay, I'll go by myself."
As soon as Liu Wei left, Wang Hui, who had a bandage on his head, accompanied a chubby man to the booth.
The fat man dressed up very generously, and at first glance he was the so-called successful person in society. Wang Hui followed him like a domestic pug.
When the students saw it, they all went up to meet them.
"Hello, Mr. Wang!"
"Brother Hui, are you okay?"
Wang Hui glared at Zhao Gang sinisterly and said to the fat man in a flattering manner: "Dr. Wang, do you still feel satisfied with the arrangement of the booth?"
Wang Dong swept around and nodded and said, "It's okay."
This person is Wang Dong, the senior executive of Aixi Fitness, the main sponsor of the event. He said seriously: "I invited President Gao of Jinjiang Sports Association to visit. If you perform well, we have a great chance to apply.
Support funds, so you must not lose track later.”
The students were excited when they heard this: "President Gao is coming?"
"Wow, Mr. Wang is so proud. Even President Gao can invite him!"
"If President Gao can show off his face here, this event will not be in vain."
They sang around Wang Dong and Wang Hui and kept Zhao Gang aside.
At this time, Dong Wang suddenly remembered something and asked, "By the way, I heard that Pingda has to change the person in charge. What's going on? Xiao Wang did a good job, why did he suddenly change people?"
Wang Hui sighed and said, "Oh, the tree I have worked hard to plant, I feel sorry for someone else to pick the fruit."
Everyone looked at Zhao Gang, and their expressions became very disdainful.
Zhao Gang stepped forward and said, "Hello, Mr. Wang, I am Zhao Gang from Pingda Social Activities Department. The school notified yesterday that I will temporarily take over Brother Hui's job..."
"I don't want to know who you are." Wang Dong waved his hand and interrupted Zhao Gang's words, "This project has always been connected with Xiao Wang, I believe him. Now the exhibition will begin soon, let me do this, you guys
What does the school mean? I can tell you that our company attaches great importance to this project and has invited President Gao. If any problems arise, you have to be fully responsible!"
Zhao Gang said: "You can rest assured that Mr. Wang. I participated in the entire project from beginning to end, and the process was also designed by me. I can introduce it in detail no matter when President Gao comes..."
Wang Hui sneered: "Zhao Gang, you are so arrogant. What's the point of this project? "
Zhao Gang said lightly: "Brother Hui, what's going on is what it is. From the first day I entered the Social Activity Department, you have only been responsible for talking, and I am the ones who do it. Take today's project as an example. Which one can I ask about
One thing you did yourself?”
Wang Hui's face darkened: "Okay, your wings are hard. Then I'll see what tricks you can do today!"
Dong Wang frowned: "I don't care about the matter between you. Anyway, if there is a problem, I will look for you!"
As we were talking, other sponsors also came one after another, just a few people who had dinner at Jinjiang Hotel the day before yesterday.
They walked to the booth and saw Zhao Gang with anger and disgust in their eyes.
Mr. Wang didn't know about Jinjiang Hotel and said with a smile: "Lao Sun, Lao Ji, Lao Qi, why did you come?"
After saying that, he twitched his nose and said strangely: "What does it smell? Why is it smelly... Wang Hui's body is... Did you eat stinky tofu early in the morning?"