Ye Beibei's job today is to be responsible for the reception inside the venue, that is, she will cooperate with guests when they need it, and coordinate with the waiters if there is any interaction between them. If there is any friction between the waiters and the guests, she will
Go and solve it.
Because she was still ill, Ye Beibei felt weak and short of breath. Seeing that the reception had not officially started yet, she found a secluded corner to stand and take a breather.
As soon as she stood firm, she felt that her eyes were shrouded in darkness. She raised her head fearfully, and sure enough, Wen Xin was standing in front of her with a murderous look on her face. At this time, she had used up the courage to talk back to Wen Xin.
, she smiled sarcastically at Wen Xin, bowed her head, and twirled her fingers unconsciously. She didn't want to lose her job yet, so she decided to accept whatever Wen Xin said.
Wen Xin changed into an exquisite long skirt, which made her more dazzling and graceful, but her voice was very cold, "Ye Beibei, since you have such a tall, handsome and rich fiancé like Li Minglang, why don't you
Is it okay to bother Jiang Yuezhou any more? I like him, so just be a good person for once and give him to me, okay?"
At this time, Wen Xin should be at the center of the celebration, but she was standing in front of him. Ye Beibei knew that she must have something to say to him, but even with all her imagination, she never imagined that Wen Xin would talk to him.
When I say this myself, I will be so straight to the point.
Ye Beibei raised his head in surprise, but Wen Xin's expression was calm, proud, and a little desperate, "Maybe you don't know, I used to work in the ** consortium and worked as Mr. Jiang's secretary for three years, but
He never took you to the company at that time, so you didn't know me." When Wen Xin said this, she smiled contemptuously.
Ye Beibei also pursed her lips bitterly.
"Let me tell you, I liked Mr. Jiang at that time, but he married you. Later, although he divorced, he had Jiang Huixin by his side. Later, you came back. Until today, fate has given the opportunity
Give it to me. Ye Beibei, since you are engaged to Liming Lang, stop pretending to be strong or pitiful in front of Mr. Jiang, okay? I love Mr. Jiang, and he is good to me. If you
If we don't get mixed up in the middle, we will be together."
In the first half of what Wen Xin said, there was a hint of pleading in her tone, but when she mentioned that she wanted to be with Mr. Jiang, her tone was filled with determination.
Ye Beibei knew that Wen Xin was a star of their company, with outstanding abilities and appearance. The men pursuing her were like crucian carp crossing the river, including many successful people and handsome and wealthy men. But she was obsessed with every pursuit.
Her people politely said sorry and she had someone she liked.
A while ago, Ye Beibei was gossiping with everyone when she had nothing to do, guessing who Wen Xin liked, but she didn't expect it to be Jiang Yuezhou.
Wen Xin is a straightforward person. She knows what she wants and her purpose is very clear. She works hard to get what she wants. This alone makes Ye Beibei afraid to confront her head-on.
"Jiang Yuezhou and I have nothing to do with each other for a long time." Ye Beibei raised the corner of his mouth slightly, almost smiled, and said, "Wen Xin, I will not become an obstacle between you and Jiang Yuezhou. You must not be too much.
think."
Wen Xin frowned and sneered, "Then don't always act like you're eager to welcome but refuse in front of Mr. Jiang." Her eyes were burning, and her tone was full of expectation.
"As long as you don't deliberately arrange it, I promise that I will not appear in his sight in the future." Ye Beibei smiled at Wen Xin, very sincerely.
Wen Xin glanced at her twice and left as if unwilling to do so.
This party was said to be the anniversary celebration of the ** consortium, but it still had a strong commercial atmosphere. The Jiang family was very wealthy, and many people who came to ** were asking for help from the host. Flattery words about ** and Jiang Yuezhou were flying everywhere. For example, **
The consortium is really getting more and more prosperous; Mr. Jiang is getting more and more stylish and distinguished, and the lady next to Mr. Jiang is really as beautiful as a flower...
Ye Beibei looked at Jiang Yuezhou across the crowd and at Wen Xin beside him. Jiang Yuezhou was wearing a black suit and tie. He spoke in a measured manner and was elegant. He had a breathtaking charm between his words and smiles.
Wen Xin was generous and beautiful, but her face, which had always been bold and domineering, turned red with shame, just like the peach blossoms in March. She looked at Jiang Yuezhou with unabashed admiration in her eyes.
Among the crowd, there are two old acquaintances of Ye Beibei, Jiang Huixin and Sa Yukun. Jiang Huixin seems to have lost some weight, and her hair is longer, with slight waves. She is wearing a black dress and looks more and more...
He is more feminine and has an increasingly outstanding temperament. Sa Yukun still looks like a young man, with a harmless smile on his face. The two of them are walking in the crowd, and they are also a pair of dazzling beauties.
Ye Beibei exhaled deeply, closed her eyes, and held her hands tightly. She seemed to have developed this habit recently. Whenever she encountered something annoying or wanted to calm down, she would habitually close her eyes.
Open your eyes and take a deep breath.
After the formal opening speech ceremony, it was time to drink and chat freely. Ye Beibei knew that the time came when he needed to be a substitute at any time, so he couldn't help but work hard to deal with it.
Because the celebration held by the ** consortium is a high-end cocktail party, the requirements for waiters are extremely high. Not only are they required in terms of height and appearance, but they also need to be able to speak English and basic waiter etiquette. Therefore, public relations such as Ye Beibei
The ladies in the department should do a good job of paying attention to some problems that the waiters cannot solve. There will be no mistakes at such a cocktail party.
Today, Wen Xin has become Jiang Yuezhou's female companion. Ye Beibei and his subordinates have to be more diligent. Ye Beibei and several colleagues from the public relations department shuttle between these ladies in suits and leather shoes or elegant long dresses from time to time.
In the crowd, the waiters were whispering to the waiters who were holding trays with several dry red goblets on them, and they were communicating intermittently.
The reception went smoothly for more than half of the time. Ye Beibei leaned on the counter next to her physically and mentally exhausted to take a breath. She was just about to hide in the bathroom and rest for a while. Just three meters in front of her, a female waitress appeared.
While walking, in order to avoid the guest who suddenly turned around in front of me, I pushed my body back, and the wine glass on the plate fell over. Although the glass was not broken, the red wine spilled out, and most of it hit the person next to the waitress.
On the shoulders of a small woman in her twenties.
The little woman was wearing a shoulder-baring pink dress and was chatting enthusiastically with a handsome man next to her. At this time, red wine flowed down her shoulders, making her chest wet and sticky to her skin.
On the top, a patch of the pink skirt turned deep red.
This little woman was full of style, and she looked like a proud daughter of heaven. Normally she would be a bit arrogant when dealing with others, but now she was even more ashamed and angry. She pushed the waitress rudely and scolded her in a sweet voice: "