Seeing that he had been standing for too long, Wen Shang couldn't help but step forward and remind him: "Young Master Leng, it's very late and the wind is strong at the seaside. Be careful to catch a cold."
Leng Xiao's hand pressing on the railing shrank, trying his best to let the air-conditioning above cool the heat in his heart, then turned around and said, "Let's go."
They stayed at the only five-star hotel in City C. It may have been a long time since they had hosted such a big shot, so the hotel paid special attention to everything from the toilet paper in the bathroom to the central air-conditioning system in the presidential suite.
Choose carefully and inspect closely.
After taking a shower, Leng Xiao stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and overlooked the night in City C.
He has never been to this city before. This time he also wanted to invest in an important project, so he came in person. He won't stay long and has already booked a flight for tomorrow.
The prosperity here couldn't be compared with that of City A, but he always felt that there seemed to be a sense of intimacy that came from nowhere.
After lighting a cigarette and before finishing it, Wen Shang knocked on the door and came in. He lived in the room next door.
"Young Master Leng, at eight o'clock in the evening you are going to attend the reception banquet hosted by Mr. Li of Dashang Group. I have asked the waiter to bring you the clothes for the banquet."
Leng Xiao was in a bad mood and continued to look out the window and said, "I don't want to go anywhere."
The tone he spoke at this time was a bit like a child's temper, but Wen Shang seemed to be used to it, because he had become abnormal since the death of their young lady.
He said patiently: "Master Leng, our investment project this time is closely related to Dashang Group. I think you should go, even if it's just to socialize."
I'm afraid Wen Shang is the only one who dares to talk to Leng Xiao with such words. Therefore, no one in the Leng Family Group has ever seen Leng Xiao get angry with Wen Shang. If they have any troublesome things, they usually go to ask for help.
Wen Shang, not cold Xiao.
Leng Xiao was a little annoyed, took two steps by the window, and finally walked to the coffee table and put out his cigarette.
"Ask them to bring the clothes."
Wen Shang smiled and said, "Okay."
After Leng Xiao got dressed, branch manager Zhao Zikun personally drove his car to the hotel to pick them up.
The road there was a bit congested, and the car was stuck halfway. It took a long time to move forward. Leng Xiao was closing his eyes to rest, when suddenly a shadow flew past the car window.
Leng Xiao ignored it, but Wen Shang was bored and looked outside.
The shadow was extremely slender. He was wearing sports trousers, a white T-shirt, and a ponytail. He was running through the crowded traffic to the other side of the road.
This back figure... seems a bit familiar.
Wen Shang quickly filtered the women he had seen in his mind, but that person seemed to be on his lips, but he just couldn't remember it.
While he was racking his brains, the car started moving slowly. Due to the traffic police's efforts, the traffic situation improved significantly.
Qiu Mo was running across the road to the bus stop opposite. She looked at her watch as she ran: Oh my god, I have to go to work at nine o'clock. It's still an hour away. It takes at least five minutes to get to Mask from here.
Ten minutes, plus the walking distance after getting off the car...
She was so anxious that she stamped her feet, blaming Lin Jinfeng for not knowing why he was lingering at home and refusing to leave. It almost hurt her eyes to stare at him, until he lazily picked up his clothes and said: "
I'm going to work." She wanted to give him a kick from behind.
This is great, because it will make her late. She will be late after only a few days at work, and the manager will definitely scold her.
Hum, I will definitely settle the score with that guy tomorrow.
Just when she was anxious, the bus came. Qiu Mo quickly rushed on the bus, put in the coins, and found a seat by the window to sit down.
When driving to an intersection, the car stopped at a red light. She looked at her watch anxiously and kept urging her in her heart.
Next to the bus, a black Mercedes-Benz sedan was also parked there.
There is only a fist between the two cars. If the people on the bus look down, they can see the people in the Mercedes-Benz. If the people in the Mercedes-Benz look up, they can also see the people on the bus.
But one of them was looking at his watch, and the other was concentrating with his eyes closed, so the yellow light turned on, the green light turned on, and the two cars passed each other slowly, and finally ran in different directions.
When Leng Xiao, Wen Shang and others arrived at the Wanbao Seafood Restaurant that Li Zongyi ordered, Li Zongyi had been waiting with four or five managers for a long time. He hurriedly gave up the seat to Leng Xiao, and then respectfully handed the menu to
In front of him: "Master Leng, the seafood here is of world-class quality. It is caught and sold by local fishing boats. It is absolutely fresh."
Wen Shang hurriedly took the menu from Leng Xiao. He knew Leng Xiao's preferences best. He ordered a few dishes and politely asked Li Zongyi and others to order.
After the food and drinks were served, Li Zongyi raised his glass and toasted Leng Xiao first, and Leng Xiao toasted him with a toast in return.
During the dinner, everyone inevitably talked about business matters. Leng Xiao listened with a calm expression and occasionally asked a few questions.
Dinner lasted until ten o'clock. Leng Xiao raised his wrist and looked at his watch, showing that he wanted to leave.
Li Zongyi became anxious as soon as he saw it, and hurriedly winked at his subordinates. The subordinates understood and pretended to answer the phone. After putting down the phone, he asked for instructions with a troubled face: "Mr. Li, Mr. Leng, my daughter just called to say that she wanted to
Go home, can I take the first step?"
Li Zongyi hurriedly took over the conversation, "Is it Xiangxiang? Let her come and eat together." Then he turned to ask Leng Xiao for his opinion: "Young Master Leng, Xiangxiang is my niece, do you mind?"
Leng Xiao shook his head: "I don't mind."
It turned out that the subordinate was Li Zongzhi, Li Zongyi's younger brother. He heard Li Zongyi's idea in the afternoon and knew that he intended to introduce his daughter to this internationally renowned entrepreneur. Therefore, he immediately called his daughter and asked her to follow him.
The school came over, but they didn't know that Li Xiang was at a rebellious age and deliberately went against her father. She has been following her example and has been delaying her return until now.
Wen Shang sat aside and watched them singing with great joy. He couldn't help but sneer in his heart. Since the death of the young mistress, there are probably many women who want to curry favor with Leng Xiao, and many of them are ace stars and bankers.
Daughter of gold, Miss World Beauty Pageant, in short, the most important thing he dealt with for a while was to send away these women who were flocking to him for Young Master Leng.
No matter how hard those women tried, Mr. Leng never even looked at them, and some of them stalked them so hard that they were even lifted up and thrown out by the security guards.
Even so, there were still countless people chasing him, and Li Zongyi actually wanted to introduce his niece to Leng Xiao in vain.
Wen Shang had the attitude of watching a good show in his heart, but he knew very well that Mr. Leng would never save face for others, as long as he was unhappy, so after a while, Miss Li would naturally suffer.
After everyone ate for a while, Li Zongzhi stood up and apologized to Leng Xiao, saying that his daughter was here and he was going to pick her up.
After waiting for about five or six minutes, the door of the private room was pushed open by Li Zongzhi. He pulled the girl who followed behind reluctantly and introduced to Leng Xiao with a smile on his face: "Young Master Leng, this is my daughter Li Xiang."
His words didn't get a response from Leng Xiao for a long time. On the other hand, the chopsticks in Wen Shang's hand fell to the ground with a thud. He looked at the girl in front of him with an incredible look, and a handful came out of his head.
Cold sweat.
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