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Chapter 382 Who is he?

As countless companies went bankrupt across the country, he began to acquire a large number of overseas companies, providing tens of millions of people with entrepreneurial opportunities again. This move has attracted international news and has even been on TV news.

Overnight, the name of the banquet attracted much attention from everyone internationally.

It also lets people all over the world know his business methods.

Zhuang Mingyue didn't know if all this was a coincidence.

The companies she knows that are about to go bankrupt and acquired by Zhanyan will become the world's top 500 largest commercial companies in the next five years.

At the beginning, Zhanyan’s acquisition was not favored. It was not until Zhanyan’s value squeezed into the ranking of rich people that he realized that he was not that simple.

His name was like a spell, which kept ringing in her ears and never disappeared.

No matter how far she escaped, she seemed to have never avoided him.

Zhuang Mingyue has guessed his changes over the years...

The exhibition banquet in the past life...

He... is he back too?

If that's true...

A gust of autumn wind blew, and she walked through her trousers, making her hands and feet cold, making her whole body tremble. I just hoped that she was thinking too much.

Afternoon service training, the coffee shop manager said, "Next week at 8 o'clock, a grand party will be held on the luxury cruise ship of Gassel. The headquarters is not staffed enough. Monthly, Lira... You five are responsible for the service of the banquet. When the banquet is over, everyone's salary will be triple, and there will be a considerable reward. If you are lucky, you will receive a considerable tip from customers."

Zhuang Mingyue came out in embarrassment and said: "Sorry, I don't have time next week. I can't be late for my teacher to hold an art exhibition."

The manager knew that Zhuang Mingyue's teacher was a famous internationally renowned art painter and a fan. The manager in a suit nodded and agreed to Zhuang Mingyue's absence this time.

After the meeting, Lila was a little disappointed, "Yue, I will definitely be lonely if you are not here."

Zhuang Mingyue smiled slightly: "When the exhibition ends, I will rush over and help as soon as possible if I have time."

If it weren't for Professor Xu's art exhibition, Zhuang Mingyue wouldn't want to give up. This opportunity to make money would be her salary for more than two months.



domestic.

The imperial capital

In the past four years, the imperial capital also underwent earth-shaking changes. The original residential buildings have now become cold high-rise buildings. The Beijing area has become the largest trade, economic and commercial district in the city. In this area, there is only one owner, the president of the "Shengshi Group", to show the banquet.

After the financial crisis two years ago, who would have thought that the local tyrant dealer who was looked down upon in the past would now become the number one wealthy family in the entire imperial city.

Shengshi Group Building is located in the center of Beijing, and is also the only tallest 99-story high-rise building.

In comparison, the Jiang Group was actually just like this.

The luxurious Maybach parked downstairs of Shengshi Building, and the door of the rear co-pilot opened. He wore straight black suit pants and long slender legs, stepped out of the car, and followed by an assistant of a man and a woman, Qi Cheng and Song Qiuqiu!

When entering the hall, the front desk staff immediately shouted respectfully, "Good morning, President."

In the banquet, he walked past without looking sideways. Qi Cheng followed the buttons of the president's exclusive elevator and stepped into the elevator.

"Qi Cheng reported on his next trip."

"Two hours later, there will be a high-level meeting at 10 o'clock."

"At twelve o'clock, Miss O'clock made an appointment with you for lunch today."

"You have to attend a charity party at six o'clock in the evening."

"In five days, the most important banquet to fly to Paris, the invitation letter has been sent to the President's Office."

After arriving at the 99th floor, the three of them walked out of the elevator. Qi Cheng did not keep up but went to the assistant office next door.

Only Song Qiuqiu followed him into the president's office.

For four years, Song Qiuqiu has watched the man being sent to the pyramid by her. Now that the Jiang family has declined, she has become the master of the imperial capital.

Song Qiuqiu made a cup of coffee with his own hands and walked around the desk and delivered it to him. He pressed the button under the table. The door of the president's office was closed, and Song Qiuqiu sat on the man's lap without hesitation.

"...I have helped you get everything you want. After so many years, should you fulfill your promise to me?" Song Qiuqiu's hand stroked ambiguously from his solid chest.

Facing her, Zhan Yan was indifferent at all, "It seems that the recent things are not enough for you!" A trace of displeasure flashed in her eyes with gloomy eyes, but it was not obvious. Zhan Yan did not push her away at her actions.

"According to the current situation, the prosperity is actually on the rise. As long as you do what I said, you will only get more."

"In the past four years, can't you let me believe me? Only I... deserve to be by your side."

This is indeed undeniable for the banquet.

Song Qiuqiu has his current status and is extremely worthy of it. From the moment she appeared, she seemed to know everything about him.

She felt like she had the script that had been set up in her hand, and according to the plot, she realized it one by one as he wanted.

"Assistant Song has such ability to help me step by step, just for the position of Mrs. Zhan? Do you think I will believe that you don't plan anything else?" Zhan Yan lowered her head and raised her chin, staring at her red lips like flames, her eyes were extremely dim and deep.

"Of course..." Song Qiuqiu hooked his neck with both hands, "In order to make up for the regrets we had in our previous life, this life is not only your savior, but also your only destined to have a wife."

wife?

At this moment, the door to the president's office was knocked.

Song Qiuqiu stood up from him, sorted out her clothes, Zhanyan reached out to press the automatic door opening button, Qi Cheng walked in with the document in his arms, "There is a document that needs to be signed by the president."

Zhanyan picked up the old signature pen, scanned the document casually before signing at the end of the document.

Zhanyan handed over the signed documents. Seeing that he had not left, he looked up at him, "Is there anything else?"

Qi Cheng silently glanced at Song Qiuqiu standing beside him.

Song Qiuqiu: "Assistant Qi reported on the official business, can't I listen?"

Exhibition banquet: "It's okay, say!"

Qi Cheng then spoke: "In the past, some old employees of the Blue Company met Miss Mingyue in the video on the Internet."

"Where is the video?" Zhan Yan's eyes became deeper, and there was no emotion in his tone.

Song Qiuqiu, who was beside him, had a sharp look flashed in his eyes.

Qi Cheng took out the tablet and it was a video of just fifteen seconds.

Click to play, Zhanyan saw the girl sitting cross-legged on the grass, holding the drawing board in her hand, with only one side face, Zhanyan was sure that it was her.
Chapter completed!
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