Chapter 43 The Reception of the Rich Second Generation
"Asshole, who do you think has..."
Dai Xiaoyue was about to get angry, but quickly shut up.
If she shouted this out in public, wouldn't she be laughed at to death? She had some minor problems at a young age because of her chaotic private life, but how did this bastard know?
Looking at Xiao Feng's back, she sneered a few times. A bastard adopted by the Han family could only show off his power on his lips.
I am the second generation of rich people, with tens of millions of assets in my family. With the same level of experience as this low-class little ruffian, it is really worth losing money.
She felt much more comfortable when she thought about it. You are just a licking dog at best, and you will have nothing in the end. What a sad and ridiculous fool.
Several people arrived on the second floor. As soon as the elevator door opened, the entire hall was splendid, like a luxurious European small palace.
Many young men and women are gathering together in twos and threes. They are holding wine glasses and communicating with each other, with professional smiles on their faces. Most of them are here to get familiar with each other.
There isn't much real business talk at this kind of cocktail party, it's more about finding a target. A rich man is looking for a woman he likes, and a pretty woman is looking for a richer man. It's just a transaction, everyone has what they need.
Dai Xiaoyue was very famous in this circle. To put it bluntly, she was a social butterfly. As soon as they appeared, many men and women immediately greeted her with a smile.
"Wow! Qianhui, you miss me so much."
A pretty boy with pigtails and a suit and leather shoes walked over quickly.
"Ocean? Are you here too?"
Han Qianhui was also surprised, and the two hugged politely.
Xiao Feng frowned. He hadn't hugged Han Qianhui yet. How could he make sense?
"Dayangzi, are you dressed handsomely?"
Dai Xiaoyue looked him up and down, but her eyes were not very friendly.
"What else can you say? It must be done."
Haiyang adjusted his suit and said with a sly smile: "In order to attend this cocktail party, I spent 3,000 yuan to buy a suit."
"Cut! You have the nerve to say three thousand yuan?" Dai Xiaoyue gave him a stunned look.
Haiyang didn't care about her contempt, looked at Xiao Feng and asked: "Qianhui, who is this?"
"Oh...he is my younger brother Xiao Feng." Han Qianhui introduced.
"Oh...it's my brother, hello, hello."
Haiyang took the initiative to hold his hand and said with a smile: "I have heard Qianhui talk about you a long time ago. I am so lucky to see you today. I am so lucky to see you today."
"Hello, Xiao Feng."
Xiao Feng also nodded politely and smiled. This guy is a familiar person. His smile is sincere and not annoying.
"My name is Haiyang. If you have any business in the future, please take care of me and I'll give you a commission."
He handed over a business card and raised his eyebrows with a smile.
Dai Xiaoyue snickered and said, "His business is good, you should take care of him."
Xiao Feng looked at the business card and saw the four characters "Dayang Funeral" written on it. What follows is a one-stop service for funerals, cemetery selection, and urns.
It turns out that this guy is making money from dead people. No wonder Dai Xiaoyue asked him to take care of her. This is because she wants to die early, this wicked and smoking woman.
Haiyang smiled awkwardly and said: "Oh, this... birth, old age, illness and death are normal."
"Hahaha…"
Dai Xiaoyue and Qiao Chuchu both burst into laughter.
It seems that no one wants to have more contact with the funeral people. 90% of them think it is bad luck. If Han Qianhui and others hadn't come, Haiyang would still have to drink alone.
Han Qianhui whispered: "Hai Yang's family is in the funeral business. He inherited the business from his father. Don't take what I just said to heart."
"fine!"
Xiao Feng didn't care. Anyone who can engage in the funeral business must understand some yin and yang metaphysics, otherwise he would really be unable to suppress it.
"Qianhui, you are getting more and more beautiful."
Haiyang touched her pigtails and said with an adoring look on her face: "Whoever was the campus beauty of Jiang University back then and is now the business goddess, if you were to marry you, it would really be a smoke coming out of the ancestral graves."
Xiao Feng pursed his lips and smiled. He really worked in funerals. He stayed true to his profession.
"Don't be envious, you won't even get a turn in line."
Dai Xiaoyue smiled sarcastically: "Besides, you are a man who makes a lot of money, how can any woman dare to marry you? You look cold and cold."
"It's not like it's not like that."
Haiyang was embarrassed for a while because he was a funeral worker and it was difficult to find a suitable girlfriend.
"Master Qian hasn't come yet?"
Qiao Chuchu looked around with an expectant look on her face.
"Which Mr. Qian is this?" Haiyang asked.
"Which one are you talking about? How many wealthy men are there in the circle of the rich second generation in Jiangcheng?" Dai Xiaoyue said enviously.
"Qian Minghao?"
Haiyang asked in surprise: "He organized the reception today?"
"nonsense!"
Dai Xiaoyue rolled her eyes at him: "Besides him, there are several other people with such great appeal. The people here today are all children from rich families. If you like someone, hurry up and get started."
"I go!"
Haiyang snorted and said, "Qian Minghao is not a good person. If I had known it was him organizing a reception, I wouldn't have come."
"Shameless, who invited you here?"
Dai Xiaoyue rolled her eyes at him and whispered, "Qianhui, I'll introduce you to Mr. Qian later. He also wants to make some investments recently. You can just talk to him about your company's transformation."
"also!"
Han Qianhui had heard of Qian Minghao, who was well-known in the circle of wealthy children in Jiangcheng. He owned two companies and had assets of several hundred million.
"Qianhui, don't get involved with him."
Haiyang advised: "This Qian Minghao is a scumbag. I did business with him when I was a child, but later he cheated me. Even my fiancée got involved. This grandson is not a human being."
"You get out."
Dai Xiaoyue scolded: "Don't listen to the wind, it will be rain. Mr. Qian is rich and powerful, what kind of woman can't be found?"
"Isn't it just money?"
Haiyang spat: "If I hadn't been able to save money, my assets would be tens of millions now."
They have a rule for funeral workers, which is not to keep too much money in their hands. Basically, they spend whatever they earn, and they try to keep as much as they can to cross the river.
"I'm coming."
Qiao Chuchu exclaimed, and saw the elevator door open, and a young man with oily hair and powdery face walked into the hall with his head held high and steps like he didn't recognize his relatives. He was surrounded by several people.
He was wearing an expensive suit and looked like a successful man. He had a gentle smile on his face and nodded his head all the way.
The moment he appeared, the entire hall burst into thunderous applause, and almost everyone's eyes were focused on him.
"It's so handsome..."
Qiao Chuchu's eyes shone brightly, and her hands were placed on her heart.
"Fantasy!" Haiyang curled his lips and cursed.
Qian Minghao walked to the front of the venue, picked up the microphone and said: "Dear friends, you are welcome to attend tonight's cocktail party..."
This guy also prepared a set of opening remarks, and finally the cocktail party started with soft music.
"Master Qian, Master Qian."
Dai Xiaoyue pulled Han Qianhui and greeted her. Qian Minghao said gracefully: "It's Xiaoyue, you have become beautiful again."
"Haha... no way."
Dai Xiaoyue said with a charming smile on her face: "Let me introduce to you, this is my friend Han Qianhui, the person in charge of Fu'an Company. She wants to talk to you about investment cooperation."
"Hello, Mr. Qian."
Han Qianhui nodded and smiled.
"It turns out to be Mr. Han. I have admired you for a long time."
As soon as Qian Minghao saw her, his heart immediately became itchy.
She truly deserves to be the goddess of business. She is so beautiful that it takes your breath away. How could you miss such an exquisite woman?
The two shook hands, but Qian Minghao pretended to be a gentleman and shook hands briefly, which made Han Qianhui less defensive.
Dai Xiaoyue looked around and showed a sly smile. There should be something going on tonight. As long as Mr. Qian can win over Han Qianhui, her benefits will definitely be indispensable.