Watching the luxury cars drive by one after another, everyone is so brightly dressed, well-dressed, glorious and noble.

Wang Chen sighed and got out of the taxi, which immediately attracted a burst of ridicule.

"What the hell, isn't today a senior party?"

"It's so ridiculous that such poor people come to join in the fun."

"Flowers also need green leaves to accompany them. This kind of person is just here to be a fool."

"Seeing the embarrassment of the poor, we can understand better that we must not become poor, life is too despicable."

While they are disgusted, they are still showing off.

Wang Chen is a mirror that reflects their nobility and luxury.

Whether she was a rich lady or a girl from an ordinary family, she looked at Wang Chen and was secretly alert.

This is what poor people do. Never find a boyfriend like this.

Being discussed like this, Wang Chen turned a deaf ear.

It just feels like a dream.

Not long ago, we were fighting a bloody battle of life and death, but now we are wandering in this prosperity.

"Wang Chen, why don't you go in?"

"The annual party is about to begin. Come on, I'll take you in."

At this moment, Xu Mengran appeared in uniform, looking as if he had stepped out of a comic book, and was extremely cute.

She didn't regard herself as an outsider at all and dragged Wang Chen in.

Many men were surprised when they saw this scene.

How could a poor man who rented a house be approached by such a beautiful girl?

Under everyone's incredible gazes, Xu Mengran didn't bother to pay attention at all, and patiently explained:

"Today Yuru is responsible for the opening speech. She is busy putting on makeup now. I will come to pick you up first."

After saying that, he looked Wang Chen up and down.

Normally, Wang Chen dresses casually, but today he specially wore a Tang suit.

Coupled with his strong figure, he looks a bit like a handsome thug.

This is what a man is, strong!

Xu Mengran admired it secretly.

Recently, the trend of femininity has spread, and many boys are dressing up like eunuchs. She has had enough.

There are too few men as masculine as Wang Chen.

"Wang Chen, am I dressed well today?"

“Fully customized.”

Xu Mengran smiled and walked around in front of Wang Chen.

Wang Chen glanced around and nodded repeatedly.

Xu Mengran is originally a lively girl-next-door image.

At this moment, wearing a well-fitting uniform, her figure is also showing.

Her waist is slender, her calves are fair, and her face is very cute, making her look a bit like Xiaojiabiyu.

"pretty."

Basically, Wang Chen gave a neutral answer.

After all, this best friend who is considered his girlfriend is not good if she is too enthusiastic, and it is not good if she is too cold.

As a good man, you still need to maintain a good sense of distance.

When the two entered the hall, they saw people coming and going, rubbing shoulders, and it was very lively.

There are waiters in the middle, bringing drinks and food.

It wasn't until Zhao Yuru came slowly in a floor-length dress that the hall became quiet.

Her gorgeous face is complemented by hundreds of thousands of long skirts.

At this moment, Zhao Yuru was like a fairy from the Nine Heavens descending to earth, so holy and beautiful.

Many men looked at him with straight eyes, and Wang Chen also had a happy face and was very proud.

"On this crisp autumn day, welcome everyone to our company's annual meeting."

"After a year of hard work, our company has made impressive achievements, with sales reaching 13.8 billion and five new factories added."

"In the next year, I hope we can continue our efforts..."

What Zhao Yuru said were all clichés.

After all, she is just a host, and to put it bluntly, she is a tool.

After the opening remarks, there was also a talent show by the company's employees and a lucky draw.

Then the chairman spoke, the general manager spoke, department executives spoke, team leaders spoke, and finally an employee representative came to speak...

Everyone who listened was drowsy, and finally came to the point:

"Down below, it's dance time!"

Suddenly, everyone's eyes lit up.

In addition to drinking, the purpose of everyone coming here is basically for the dance, which is a good opportunity to meet the opposite sex.

Not only men, but also girls dress up beautifully and are eager to be invited to dance.

Courtship!

This is the activity that animals have been most passionate about for millions of years.

Zhao Yuru saw Wang Chen from a distance and ran over happily.

She also wants to dance with her lover.

When I got halfway, I was stopped by a young man.

"Hello, I'm Qin Ruofan from the Overseas Sales Department. Can I ask you to dance?"

Almost instinctively, Zhao Yuru refused.

Before she could say anything, several more colleagues came over, also wanting to invite her to dance.

For a moment, she fell into a cramped situation, unable to squeeze out.

At this moment, a man in a white suit walked over. He was personable, extraordinary, and extraordinarily luxurious.

He looked at the others and waved directly:

"Guys, let's go on our way!"

Several other colleagues were overwhelmed by his momentum and did not even dare to refute, so they dispersed.

The man showed a warm smile:

"Hello, Miss Zhao, I am Duan Chong, the vice president of Mingfeng Technology Overseas Department."

"Can I ask you to dance?"

He introduced himself to his family like this, and he had originally intended to come over to invite him to dance, but he didn't dare to come over.

It's not because of Duan Chong's position that everyone is so afraid.

The main reason is that this person is the young master of the Duan family, the leading enterprise in Zhejiang County.

Now, coming to Mingfeng Technology is just a formality, and will take over in the future.

If others don't work well, they will be fired and starved.

If Duan Chong doesn't work well, he will go back and take over the family business.

This gap is like heaven and earth.

Not to mention that the overseas department of Feng Technology itself is also a high-end entity. It requires not only being fluent in foreign languages, but also having considerable connections abroad.

Duan Chong can be the vice president and his ability is exceptionally outstanding.

"Wow! He is Mr. Duan. He is indeed a young talent."

"It would have been nice if he invited me to dance, but it's a pity that he went to find Zhao Yuru."

Many female colleagues around me lamented that such a rich husband could not be found even with a lantern.

But Zhao Yuru's face was cold.

It's not good to hurt the other person's face. After all, he is the vice president.

Just when he was hesitating, Wang Chen came over, hugged Zhao Yuru's shoulders, and said lightly:
To be continued...