Rong Lingling is a popular figure on the high school campus. Although Zheng Yinna and He Zhuoqing have not had much contact with her, they have some impressions of her because of her popularity.
After a few polite greetings, Rong Lingling did not stay with them longer and returned to the table.
It wasn't until the banquet was about to begin that the birthday boy Qian Lao appeared in everyone's sight with the support of the Qian family uncle and Qian Zhaozhao.
He is wearing a red Tang suit, and the red auspicious color makes him more energetic.
"I'm late, have you been waiting for a long time?"
"You are the birthday boy, the banquet will start whenever you come!"
The person who spoke was the boss of the Imperial City Guangxing Newspaper. He was in his forties, and his expensive branded suits couldn’t stop his beer belly.
After he finished speaking, some people showed no expression on their faces, while others sneered disdainfully, but no one refuted.
Guangxing Newspaper is funded by the Qian Group, and the boss is Mr. Qian’s number one loser. This is almost common knowledge in the upper class of the imperial capital.
Mr. Qian did come late today, but no one dared to say it. Everyone knows the reason.
The Qian family has a hard fist.
Therefore, even if you are dissatisfied, you can only speak out. But fortunately, it is only a small matter, and even if you give in, you will not lose a piece of flesh.
Mr. Qian sat down and was very satisfied with what the owner of Guangxing Newspaper said.
He was just saying polite words. He had expected that someone would catch his words, but he didn't expect that the boss of Guangxing Newspaper would be the fastest and most knowledgeable one.
It’s not a waste of money, that’s good.
Rong Linngling raised her eyelids and glanced at Qian Lao, who had an obvious smile on his face, and then looked around using him as a starting point. Celebrities from all walks of life were there, but that solemn figure was still missing.
Mo Chi Feng hasn’t arrived yet.
It is very late now, but Mo Chifeng has not arrived yet. There can only be one reason to explain it.
She couldn't help but feel annoyed, if she had known she would have arrived later.
Guests began to present birthday gifts one after another. Each one was of high quality, not to mention rare, but also very valuable.
The birthday gift that Rong Linngling took out was a handwriting of a famous artist. Mr. Qian was very satisfied with it and said, "The eldest daughter of the Rong family can give me a birthday gift alone. It's really thoughtful."
Rong Linngling didn't answer. He looked up and saw Jiang Shuli's eye knife flying over.
Jiang Shuli and her daughter came with Rong Changyan, and the birthday gift was given by Rong Changyan on behalf of the Rong family. Strictly speaking, it has nothing to do with them.
But Rong Luorou prepared a birthday gift on her own behalf, which satisfied Mr. Qian, attracted so many people's attention, and stole the show!
From the moment she walked into the banquet hall, she heard everyone around her talking about Rong Lingling, talking about Rong Lingling's advantages, but leaving her, the wife of the Rong family, aside!
She can't swallow this breath no matter what!
In response, Rong Lingling gave a provocative look in return.
"Boss Zhu of Guangxing Newspaper Company presented a box of Dongzhu!"
The value of Dongzhu is beyond words. No one expected that Boss Zhu would be so generous. Even the steward of the Qian family who reported the gift had excitement on his face.
Mr. Qian was already grinning from ear to ear, wishing he could announce on the spot that Boss Zhu was his favorite and would increase his investment in Guangxing Newspaper this year.
"I wish Mr. Qian a blessing like the East China Sea and a longevity as long as the Southern Mountains!" Boss Zhu knew that his birthday gift made Mr. Qian very satisfied. In order to make him more satisfied, he walked to the hall and followed the example of the ancients and said to Mr. Qian.
取.
Looking at his clumsy movements, some people in the crowd lowered their heads and snickered.
I wonder if Boss Zhu himself can realize that his movements are like a ball.
But Li Gou is really hardworking enough to do this.
"Where is Mo Chifeng?" The birthday gift was received softly, and Mr. Qian suddenly remembered that there was still an important person missing.