There were a total of five people in the box. Wang Chuanfu and Lu Beifeng introduced them one by one. They were from different circles. No one present was a simple person.
Even though few people have heard of Wang Wenyin of Zhengwei International, he is known as the world's copper king. His company's revenue this year exceeded 500 billion, ranking 119th among the world's top 500 companies.
The last one is even more important, Mr. Ren from Warwick.
Wang Chuanfu smiled and said: "Director Lu, you are so proud. Brother Ren rarely attends wine parties now. When I heard that you were coming, I insisted on coming over to meet you."
Ren Zhengfei smiled kindly: "Lu Beifeng, I have often heard of your name several years ago, but I have never had the chance to meet you. Today, I got what I wanted. You are indeed a young talent, and you are indeed worthy of the title of youth idol."
"I can't do it, I really can't do it."
Lu Beifeng had a smile on his face, his posture was very low, and he picked up the wine glass: "I'm really scared. It's rare to meet the idols of my childhood. It's definitely an honor for me. Let me toast you all first."
The attitude is very correct and the conversation is comfortable.
However, Wang Chuanfu knew his virtue well and decisively exposed it, saying with a smile: "This kid is making fun of his age again. Old Zeng was bullied so badly by him because of this."
Mr. Zhengwei Wang also smiled and said: "There is no father and son at the wine table, so what if you are young? At most, after drinking, I will call a little sister for you to take you back to bed."
President Kang Jia Zhou heckled: "Young guys have good physical strength, so let's arrange two!"
Lu Beifeng didn't give up, and smiled: "My brothers have arranged for two younger sisters for me, so I will definitely sacrifice my life to accompany you. No one can stand and walk out today."
"You said so!"
Everyone laughed, not to mention Lu Beifeng's drinking capacity, but bragging before drinking was indeed to their liking.
It's refreshing enough and unambiguous.
They are most annoyed by those who are coy and coy.
The wine has passed three rounds, and the food has passed the five flavors.
The private room was filled with smoke, and there were a group of old wine barrels and old smokers. Even big entrepreneurs, after drinking the wine, they were all virtuous, smoking cigarettes, and starting to reminisce about the prosperous years of the past.
They were all the proud men of that era.
Lu Beifeng really couldn't get along with them. The generation gap between them was as deep as the Mariana Trench.
Talk about food stamps, gas stamps, speculation, these things are really far away from him.
However, Lu Beifeng was thick-skinned. He kept shouting "big brother, big brother" and nodded in agreement from time to time. He was not afraid of embarrassment. He belonged to the atmosphere group.
But these shameless old guys, when they recalled the past and saw Lu Beifeng's young face, they wanted him to drink.
A group of people born in the 1950s and 1960s were very unhappy when they saw the rising generation born in the 1990s, and suddenly felt like being abandoned by the times.
Don't force him to drink.
Lu Beifeng was willing to accept anyone who came, but his drinking capacity was indeed very average. He relied solely on his own willpower to support himself, but he could no longer hold it any longer.
"You guys can chat, I'm leaving first."
Ren Zhengfei laughed. He was the oldest and no one would say anything if he left the wine shop early. He saw that Lu Beifeng was almost at the end of his drinking, so he said with a smile: "Xiao Lu, do you want to come with me? I'll see you off."
Lu Beifeng knew that Ren Zhengfei was helping him out, so he stood up with all his strength, his face was red but his smile remained the same, he cupped his hands and said, "Brothers, please drink slowly and enjoy yourself. I'll take a step first. I'll make sure to contact you when you come to Magic City in the future. Please do your best."
The friendship of landlords.”
Losing people does not lose the formation,
Lu Mou is very big, and his pattern has always been big.
"Brother Ren, brother Lu, go slowly, I won't see you off."
After leaving the box, Lu Beifeng took a deep breath of fresh air and almost lost his strength, but he still managed to hold on and thanked Ren Zhengfei: "Mr. Ren, thank you."
Ren Zhengfei's face was full of exhaustion, he rubbed his brows and said with a smile: "Really don't thank me, I'm just too old and energetic now. If it were ten years ago, you would never have thought of leaving the box standing up."
"Do you still want me to send you off?"
Lu Beifeng was still very grateful to him, and said with a smile on his face: "Thank you, Mr. Ren, for your kindness. You can go back and rest first. I will take a stroll nearby."
When Ren Zhengfei left his sight, Lu Beifeng couldn't hold himself any longer. His feet gave out and he tightly grabbed Zhang Wei's sleeve: "Quick, quick, help me go to the toilet."
Two bodyguards, Tang Long and Zhang Wei, sandwiched Lu Beifeng and headed straight to the toilet, when a familiar figure appeared on the way.
yue~yue~yue~
Holding the toilet, he kept vomiting.
I'm about to spit out bile.
"Drink some warm water to warm your stomach."
A glass of water was handed over to him, and the female voice complained: "Why do you drink so much wine again? It really doesn't make people worry."
After Lu Beifeng vomited and rinsed his mouth, he felt much better. He turned around and was surprised to see the person coming: "Why are you here?"
Tang Jiaqi squatted down, carefully wiped the marks on the corners of his mouth, and asked, "Why can't I come?"
She received the news that Lu Beifeng had come to Pengcheng and had been inquiring about his whereabouts intentionally or unintentionally. A friend happened to tell her that she seemed to see Lu Beifeng and several big bosses having a dinner here tonight.
She had nothing to do after get off work and wanted to come out for some air, so she walked here.
I definitely didn't mean to meet him by chance.
Absolutely not!
"I wanted to call you and meet, but who knew I would be dragged over by a group of old guys to drink."
Lu Beifeng started talking about love affairs, but Tang Jiaqi was obviously not the fool that Xiao Huang was. She didn't believe it at all and snorted: "How many people have you said such things to today?"
Lu Beifeng was really confused. He stretched out his hand to make a V sign without thinking, and said cheerfully: "You are the second one."
"I really want to push you into the toilet and flush you to the Pacific Ocean." Tang Jiaqi gritted her teeth. She had never seen such a shameless scumbag, and he was so righteous.
"You can't bear it."
A drunken silly smile appeared on Lu Beifeng's face. He leaned on the edge of the toilet and tried to stand up. Before he could stand still, his head became dizzy, his eyes blurred, and he headed towards the toilet.
Tang Jiaqi, with quick eyes and quick hands, hurriedly hugged Lu Beifeng, but he was too heavy. His hand slipped and his head accidentally hit the ceramic toilet seat.
The sound was crisp and loud.
My forehead suddenly became red and swollen.
She shouted: "Hey, why don't you two come over and give your boss a lift?"
Tang Long and Zhang Wei walked in quickly. After knowing that Lu Beifeng knew this strange girl, they naturally hid aside and stopped making light bulbs.
Unexpectedly, the boss got hurt after leaving for a while.
This is absolutely a dereliction of duty on their part.
Zhang Wei, the bodyguard captain, immediately helped Lu Beifeng up and at the same time calmly told Tang Long: "Hurry up and call for an ambulance."
Tang Jiaqi frowned and stopped and said: "Isn't it just that I hit a little bit, so I still need to call an ambulance? Do you want to make things worse?"
Zhang Wei looked to Tang Jiaqi for help. Lu Beifeng's identity has now been exposed. If he is discovered and uploaded to the Internet, it will indeed be difficult to end the incident.
"Look at me!"
Tang Jiaqi had a wicked smile on her pretty face.
He picked up the remaining half glass of water, took a sip, and sprayed it on Lu Beifeng's face like a spray. He held his cheeks with both hands and kneaded them frantically, as if kneading dough, obviously venting his anger to avenge a public and private revenge.
Lu Beifeng felt itchy and waved his hands subconsciously, as if he was talking in his sleep: "Stop making trouble...Xiao Qi."
Tang Jiaqi smiled proudly: "I'll just say it's a trivial matter. I often do this when I'm studying. I'll always try and find the best solution."