After the transfer contract was completed, Zhuo Tianjun and his wife insisted on staying with him for dinner, but Xiao Feng refused because he still had to pick up Han Qianhui from get off work.
Gu Changxin arranged for a driver to take him off, and as soon as he got in the car, Han Qianhui called.
He said that the company was holding a celebration banquet tonight and asked him to come directly to Lijiang Hotel in Xincheng District.
This is naturally because a cooperation agreement was reached with Baishun Company, and Fu'an Company's transformation plan was officially launched.
In about half an hour, the driver sent Xiao Feng to the door of the hotel.
Today all the employees of Fu'an Company came and booked the banquet hall on the third floor of the hotel.
"Xiao Feng, why are you here?"
A cold and arrogant woman wearing a suit and skirt came over. Her name was Sun Siyue. She was Han Qianhui's secretary and a veteran of Fu'an Company.
"Oh! Something delayed me."
"What can happen to you?"
Sun Siyue crossed her arms and said sarcastically: "Others in the company don't understand you, so why don't I understand you?"
"I heard that I borrowed money last time and humiliated Xie Weiqiang. You are really promising. Fortunately, I was not there. Otherwise, where would you put your face?"
"I said Sun Siyue, does this have nothing to do with you?" Xiao Feng said with a smile.
"I'm just reminding you that you can't miss an outstanding woman like Mr. Han."
"You are just an adopted son, nothing more."
Sun Siyue snorted coldly.
Xiao Feng frowned and curled his lips and said: "Oh! You are sick and you need to get treatment as soon as possible."
"Asshole, who do you think is sick?" Sun Siyue pinched her waist and glared.
"Of course I am talking about you. Have you felt empty, lonely or cold recently?"
"I, I...a little bit, what's wrong?" Sun Siyue stammered.
"That's right, do you know why?" Xiao Feng asked with a smile.
"Why?"
Sun Siyue blinked and asked smoothly.
"Come here and I'll tell you."
Xiao Feng hooked his fingers, and Sun Siyue moved closer obediently.
He whispered softly: "That's because...your aunt is coming."
"Your aunt is just..."
Just as she was about to curse, she felt a strange feeling in her belly and hurriedly ran to the toilet.
Xiao Feng shook his head and smiled, then walked to the private room.
The employees all ate in the lobby, and the private rooms were filled with leaders. Even Liu Meixin’s mother, Han Yuemei, came.
She is a member of the board of directors of Fu'an Company. Although she has no power, she is still one of the shareholders.
"Humph, you bastard."
After seeing Xiao Feng, Han Yuemei gave him a cold look.
She had always kept in mind the last housewarming event. If it hadn't been for Xiao Feng, his whole family would not have been embarrassed.
Liu Meixin's new boyfriend also fell through, and she wanted to strangle Xiao Feng to death.
"Here we go, sit down quickly."
Han Qianhui left a seat for him, and Xiao Feng was not polite and sat down generously.
"Qianhui, today is our company's celebration banquet, what's going on with him as an outsider?" Han Yuemei wondered.
"Yes, Mr. Han, who is he?"
Director Cui also asked, this is a grasshopper on the same rope as Hu Yuemei.
Han Qianhui said sternly: "Auntie, Xiao Feng is my younger brother and he is also part of my Han family."
"What's more, this transformation and cooperation with Baishun Group was promoted by Xiao Feng, otherwise Mr. Gu would not be so forthcoming."
"Is there a problem with him coming to the celebration party?"
"Just him?"
Han Yuemei said sarcastically: "Qianhui, please stop looking up to him, okay?"
"Baishun Group is a listed company in the provincial capital. Its assets are hundreds of times that of our Fu'an Company. We can't even meet Mr. Gu. What qualifications does he have for a rotten adopted son?"
"That's right!"
Director Cui responded: "Mr. Han, if you want him to come and have a meal, then we won't say anything. Anyway, we don't need him to have a pair of chopsticks."
"Why do you treat us like three-year-olds? In my opinion... our company's smooth transformation is all the result of Director Han."
"If Director Han hadn't asked the vice president of Yongtian Group to intercede, how would Mr. Gu have given you face?"
"I propose that all of us give a toast to Director Han."
"Forget it, it's not worth mentioning."
Han Yuemei looked proud. He called the vice president of Yongtian Group a few days ago, and the other party promised to try to communicate with Baishun Group.
Who knew that signing a cooperation agreement today would fully support Fu'an Company? This would be a big bargain.
"you…"
Just as Han Qianhui was about to get angry, she was stopped by Xiao Feng.
He smiled and said: "This old man is right, I'm just here to make a living, you don't need to worry about me."
"Who did you call old man?"
"You are so uneducated. No wonder you have accomplished nothing even at such an old age."
Director Cui is only in his thirties, but his Mediterranean hair style is even worse than that of Xie Guangkun.
Sun Siyue came back from the toilet and glared at Xiao Feng with a red face.
This brat is really a crow’s mouth, and he actually said that he was on his period.
"Is Director Han here?"
Suddenly, the private room door was pushed open.
A middle-aged man with slicked back hair and a white shirt walked in, followed by two attendants.
"Oh, it's Mr. Zhang, sit down quickly."
Han Yuemei quickly stood up to greet him. This Mr. Zhang was the vice president of Yongtian Group.
"Why are you here?"
Zhang Zhixiang said with a smile: "I was having dinner upstairs with several company leaders. I heard that your company is holding a celebration banquet here, so I came over right now."
"Mr. Zhang, thank you very much for this."
"If you hadn't lobbied from the middle, how could Baishun Group have cooperated with us?"
"Qianhui, why don't you give me a toast to Mr. Zhang."
Han Yuemei winked, but Han Qianhui didn't move at all and just smiled coldly.
She knew very well that the two companies could cooperate. It had nothing to do with Mr. Zhang. It was Xiao Feng's contribution.
"Qianhui, what are you doing? Hurry up and make a toast." Han Yuemei couldn't lose her face.
"Is this Mr. Han?"
Zhang Zhixiang took a look at her and found that she was indeed a beauty.
"They say President Han is our business goddess in Jiangcheng. She is truly well-deserved. Then I'll toast you." He picked up the wine glass and walked over.
Han Qianhui also stood up politely and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang, I don't know how to drink, so I'll have tea instead of a bar."
"Mr. Han, in front of so many people... you won't tear me apart, right?"
"Brother, please give up your seat. Mr. Han and I will have a drink."
Xiao Feng was sitting next to Han Qianhui, eating and drinking mindlessly.
"Xiao Feng, what else are you eating? Get up quickly and make way for Mr. Zhang." Han Yuemei said sharply.
"That's right, I don't have any discernment at all." Director Cui also followed suit.
"Get out!"
Xiao Feng didn't even raise his head, and uttered three words while eating.
"What did you say?"
Zhang Zhixiang's face froze and he thought he heard wrongly.
Xiao Feng wiped his mouth and said impatiently: "Are you deaf? Can't you hear me when I tell you to get out?"
"You brat, how can you talk? You can offend Mr. Zhang..."
"Director Han!"
Zhang Zhixiang waved his hand, stared at Xiao Feng and smiled: "Boy, do you know who you are talking to again? Even your boss has to be polite when he sees me. Who are you?"
Xiao Feng put down his chopsticks, turned around and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhang, right? I think you don't want to do it anymore? Get out!"
"What? I don't want to do it anymore?"
Zhang Zhixiang laughed and said: "Haha...boy, do you really think of yourself as a dish? Can you try to fire me?"
"If you can't do it today, I will break your legs."
"Oh, Mr. Zhang, he is just an idiot. Why are you so familiar with him?"
Hu Yuemei deliberately fanned the flames: "Xiao Feng, why don't you kneel down and admit your mistake to Mr. Zhang?"
"Let me tell you, if this harms the company, no one here will be able to spare you, not even Qianhui."
At this moment, Xiao Feng's cell phone suddenly rang, and it was actually Wang Yongcheng calling.
"Brother Feng, where are you? I have something urgent to come to see you for."
"I'm at the Lijiang Hotel."
"Really? I just got here, which floor are you on?"
"Third floor, VIP package No. 1."
"Okay, wait for me."
After hanging up the phone, Xiao Feng looked at Zhang Zhixiang: "Aren't you leaving yet? Mr. Wang just finished calling me and they will be here soon."
"What? Our King will call you?"
"Boy, are you drinking fake wine? Hahaha..."
Zhang Zhixiang laughed sarcastically, while Han Yuemei, Sun Siyue and others also expressed contempt. How could the dignified young master of Yongtian Group pay attention to a piece of shit like you, a common citizen?
‘Bang!’
Just when everyone was laughing, the door of the private room was suddenly pushed open, and Wang Yongcheng hurried in with several bodyguards.
"Mr. Wang?"
"Why are you here?"
Zhang Zhixiang was stunned and hurried forward to greet him.
"Get out of the way!"
Wang Yongcheng directly pulled him aside and walked towards Xiao Feng.
"Brother Feng, you have to help me."
Brother Feng?
Except for Han Qianhui, everyone present was stunned.