Chen Taizhong and others were chatting casually in the hall, and the waiter brought another dish, "French snails with vanilla butter, please try."
Chief Ji arrived relatively late, so he picked one up without hesitation. When he put the meat into his mouth, he frowned slightly and said, "This, what does this taste like?"
"French food is like that, a lot of it tastes weird," Yang Xiaoyang explained to his section chief with a smile. He had been in Shenzhen for a few years and had been exposed to some foreign dishes, but he thought that the section chief was really a bumpkin.
Chen Taizhong didn't pay attention to this dish at first, but when he heard what they said, he was stunned. He looked up at the waiter and said, "Bring the menu, have we ordered this dish?"
"You didn't order, it was given by Mr. Deng," the waiter replied with a smile, pointing in one direction, "I'd like to get to know you all, is it convenient?"
That boss, Chen Taizhong smiled and nodded, looking in the direction she was pointing. He knew that the boss of Funan Hotel was named Deng, but he couldn't remember his name for the moment. He thought to himself that Lao Deng had some kind of wink.
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The next moment, he was stunned. Everyone looked at him. Two young people stood there and looked at the table with smiles. The one with darker skin looked like he was only in his twenties. He
I couldn't help but say "Hey" softly, and frowned slightly, "Is this Mr. Deng?"
The CEO of Tiannan Hotel is very arrogant, and he is treated as the main hall. Think about what Zhang Zhihui is like in Phoenix. Mr. Deng is similar to this kind of role. The president's predecessor, Mr. Liu, directly served as the Qingwang Administration Bureau when he was out.
Commissioner, later Qingwang vacated the land and changed it into a city, and this person became the secretary of the Qingwang Municipal Party Committee.
Secretary Liu's promotion in this way must be related to the support of people in the province, but such a promotion road map did not cause much controversy, which shows the importance of the position of the CEO of Tiannan Hotel.
But these two people only look at their age, and neither one of them looks like Mr. Da.
"That's the president's eldest son, Deng Tao." The waiter pointed to the guy with lighter skin, "Mr. Deng has opened a travel company, and he likes to make friends from all walks of life. Do you think?"
Fortunately, Chen Taizhong, Catherine, and Elizabeth were sitting in the hall having a meal. The beauty of the two women spread immediately. Tiannan Hotel is the reception hotel of the Provincial Party Committee and Provincial Government. It usually receives many foreigners, but with such stunning beauty,
And there are two of them, which are really extremely rare.
Seeing three people dining in the lobby, most people would guess that these three people are not very high-level. However, the people who come in and out of Tiannan Hotel are either rich or noble. Let alone not to mention that it may not be easy to deal with if they are not very high-level. They are just watching.
There might be such and such a person among the people, so it would be hard for people to rush up and strike up a conversation.
However, there were originally three people, but two more people suddenly appeared, sat down to eat without anyone seeing anyone, and then a rather wretched little old French man appeared, and sat down without anyone seeing anyone, so people began to think,
Everyone else can go, why can’t I go?
Na Tao heard the news and rushed over. He was immediately shocked by the beauty of the two women. His father was the owner of a hotel. He often came here to play around on weekdays. The provincial heads and playboys
, he almost recognized them, and after carefully distinguishing them for a long time, he was sure that the tall young man was not someone's young master, so he brought a dish to test.
Chen Taizhong didn't know the cause and effect, but even if he wanted to strike up a conversation, he at least brought a dish to him first. He was very particular about things, so he didn't bother to worry about it.
In fact, it was hard for him to act too serious in front of Edward. His words and deeds represented the image of the Chinese people. He nodded to the waiter, turned to look at Edward and smiled, "Executive Director
Sir, do you see? Romance is not just for French men."
"There are only snails, no flowers, this idea is very ordinary." Edward shrugged his shoulders disapprovingly. While Chen Taizhong was thinking about it, Elizabeth quickly reviewed the waiter's words.
Seeing that the other party agreed to his request, Deng Tao came over with the dark-skinned man and sat down. At first, he wanted to ask Chen Taizhong about his origin, but to his surprise, the Chen family simply replied, "He is just a small civil servant, better than Mr. Deng."
Not even close."
The more he behaved like this, the more strange Na Tao felt. In the end, he simply opened the window and said frankly, "Mr. Chen, the son of Governor Sha really wants to get to know these two foreign friends. Look,"
I bet you are a pimp? No matter how good-looking Chen Taizhong is, does he still have some decorated lights? I have to say that the installation is very problematic.
After fussing for a long time, someone finally remembered to look up at the ceiling and saw that a large piece of it had loosened, revealing the dark floor. When they saw more dirt falling down, everyone shouted in unison and rushed out of the building.
The last person to come out was Director Li, who was helped out. He had regained consciousness, but he was covered in blood and his legs were too weak to walk.
When Chen Taizhong saw this, he walked out of the car with a smile, holding two band-aids in his hand, "Edward, do you want to try this? The one with Yunnan Baiyao added is very effective."
"No, let's go to the hospital." Cao Huabing still maintained a good demeanor, letting the secretary hold his injured skin and said with a smile, "Be careful of glass shards. It's a pity that we encountered such misfortune.
I hope it will not affect our cooperation,”
"It's just a little accident." Andois smiled and shrugged. Of course, no one knew what he was thinking.
"Yang Cong?" Cao Huabing shouted.
Director Yang was looking at the messy corridor with a white face. He was a little stupid. How could this happen?
(Another seven thousand words, the front is getting further and further away, and the back is getting closer and closer, that "Everyone, look, do you still have monthly tickets in your hands?" (To be continued)