What Zhuang Ning said is true. Beautiful beauties have a natural advantage in communication. Even if they don't take advantage, they rarely suffer. Therefore, most public relations personnel are women who are good at words.
Zhuang Jing was a little excited after hearing this. She also hoped to make friends with the Song siblings, but she did not take action immediately. Instead, she said calmly: "Don't be anxious first, let's take a look and then talk!"
Zhuang Ning was indeed a little impatient, thinking that his sister was unwilling, so he advised: "This opportunity is rare, don't procrastinate, they might leave later!"
"I know." Zhuang Jing was not affected by Zhuang Ning, she was still observing secretly.
At this time, Song Xiayang received a call and hung up without saying a few words.
"This Su Junzhe, what a big arrogant person!" Song Xiayang was a little annoyed when he ended the call.
"What's wrong? He's not coming?" The man in white who was playing with his cell phone asked casually without raising his head.
"He said he had something to do at home and couldn't leave, so he didn't have time to come see me." Song Xiayang sneered, and his anger couldn't be calmed down. "I think it's obviously an excuse. He deliberately let me go and showed off to me!"
"What's there to be angry about?" The man in white said in a nonchalant tone. He slightly raised his head and glanced at Song Xiayang, revealing a face as handsome as a demon.
"If he doesn't come, what should we do now?" Song Xiayang asked.
"There's no rush. You can wait for two days. Maybe he really has something important to do?" The man in white smiled and turned out to be surprisingly good-looking. "When the time comes, you can invite him again in my name and see how he responds."
"Okay!" Song Xiayang nodded, "With your reputation as Master Hua, Su Junzhe doesn't dare not give it!"
After saying that, he picked up the wine glass and took a big sip, then waved to the bar and shouted: "Bring me another bottle of wine, the most expensive one!"
When the bartender heard the call, he quickly took out the best red wine in the store and walked quickly with the bottle in his arms.
After opening the bottle cork, the waiter carefully poured the red wine into the decanter to fully contact the wine with the air, increase the taste, and make it easier to drink.
After doing this, the waiter bowed and was about to leave, but was stopped by Song Xiayang again.
"Don't leave yet, just stand here and help me pour the wine!" Song Xiayang sounded like he was ordering a servant.
The waiter who had witnessed his boss being beaten, scolded and humiliated didn't dare to have any objections and hurriedly nodded in agreement.
Just at this moment, a gentle and magnetic female voice came from the side: "Let me do it, you go and do your work!"
Song Xiayang turned his head when he heard the sound and immediately saw a gentle and quiet fashionable beauty. He couldn't help but laugh and asked: "Who are you?"
"Hello, my name is Zhuang Jing."
While introducing herself, Zhuang Jing handed over a business card, then sent the waiter away, leaving herself to pour wine for Song Xiayang.
Song Xiayang looked at the business card and asked with a smile: "Miss Zhuang Jing, are you Zhuang Mingsheng's daughter?"
Zhuang Jing smiled and nodded, and asked, "Does Mr. Song know my father?"
"That's not true!" Song Xiayang waved his hand and explained casually, "I just read a report some time ago, which highly praised Chairman Zhuang of the Zhuang Group, saying that he is a big boss with both vision and ability.
entrepreneur."
"Award after award, media reports are generally a bit exaggerated..."
Zhuang Jing poured the wine while talking. Without waiting for Song Xiayang's greeting, she took the initiative to sit in the empty seat next to her and chatted with him with a smile.
Song Xiayang's attitude towards beautiful women was indeed unusual. Not only did he not lose his temper, he also kept smiling throughout the whole process.
The two of them were talking and laughing happily, which made Zhuang Ning feel secretly happy and gave his sister a thumbs up secretly.
Today's Zhuang has long passed the period of rapid development and has begun to fall into a bottleneck in recent years. Without strong support, it may be difficult to achieve a breakthrough.
Both Zhuang Ning and Zhuang Jing understand this and are always looking for solutions. If they can connect with the Song family, it will definitely be of great benefit to the future development of the Zhuang Group. I believe Zhuang Mingsheng will also do the same after knowing it.
Compliment the two brothers and sisters for doing a great job.
However, Zhuang Jing seemed to be chatting with Song Xiayang, but most of her attention was focused on the handsome man in white, trying to figure out the other person's identity.
If she guessed correctly, this man was even more important than Song Xiayang.
It may be a bit absurd to say this. After all, Song Xiayang is the heir of the Song family. Unless he reaches the level of Huo Qingshu, he will be a head above Song Xiayang.
But Zhuang Jing's intuition is just like this, and she still believes it.
So, taking advantage of the topic to come to an end, she looked at the man in white and proactively asked Song Xiayang: "Don't you want to introduce this friend?"
Song Xiayang deliberately pretended to be stupid and said casually: "He is the person my sister likes."
Zhuang Jing did not ask any more questions and continued to chat with Song Xiayang about other topics, trying to get closer first.
Neither the man in white nor Song Chunxue seemed to care about Zhuang Jing's arrival.
The man in white just lowered his head and looked at his mobile phone without saying a word; while Song Chunxue snuggled next to him, like a lazy kitten.
The four men and women seem to be in two different worlds, one is cordial and passionate, the other is gentle and peaceful.
Of course, at least half of Zhuang Jing's cordiality and enthusiasm were pretended. She needed to use this method to please Song Xiayang. After the other party had a good impression, she would slowly bring the topic to business cooperation.
It was obvious that Zhuang Jing was an attractive woman. She successfully aroused Song Xiayang's interest, causing the latter to get closer and closer, and the two chairs were almost touching each other.
Song Xiayang's personality was exactly the opposite of his appearance. He looked gentle but acted boldly. He didn't care that he and Zhuang Jing had just met. After chatting for less than ten minutes, he pretended to be casual and put his arm on the back of Zhuang Jing's chair.
superior.
This made Zhuang Jing wary. She just wanted to gain some favor and had no intention of seducing Song Xiayang and developing a relationship.
So, after the two exchanged contact information, Zhuang Jing planned to call it a day.
"Mr. Song, it's nice to meet you. Let's stop talking here today. I have to go back!" Zhuang Jing stood up as she spoke.
"What's the hurry? It's not nine o'clock yet!" Song Xiayang was a little surprised. He didn't expect the other party to leave so soon.
"I'm really sorry!" Zhuang Jing explained, "I still have some important work to deal with tonight, so I can't delay for too long, so I'm leaving now!"
After saying that, Zhuang Jing gave an apologetic smile, turned around and left.
Unexpectedly, Song Xiayang suddenly reached out, grabbed Zhuang Jing's wrist, and roughly pulled her back.
Zhuang Jing was wearing 12cm slender high heels. She had just taken a step, but before she could stand firm, she was so violently pulled that she staggered and almost fell.