Shen Qinghe held a glass of champagne and sat behind a small round table by the window, admiring the beautiful girls who appeared in his field of vision. This was his biggest and only pleasure in coming here tonight.
These girls are all proud of their wealth. For example, the girl who just passed by wearing a red dress is the daughter of a major shareholder of the famous e-commerce company Sumei. For example, the girl dressed in leopard print and sexy clothes is walking towards her. Her uncle is the boss of Scarab, a famous auction house in the south, and she is as arrogant and beautiful as a snow lotus on Tianshan Mountain. Her grandfather is the founder of Dadi Digital, a famous communications chain store that recently entered Jiangnan Province...
Therefore, he was very self-aware and faced them with the mentality of appreciating flowers and lotuses, without any hope of further in-depth contact. Because in his opinion, the inner knowledge and moral character of these rich people who have been pampered since childhood and are superior to others are often different from others. The appearance is quite different.
He couldn't stand that the topics of communication with a girl were limited to some avant-garde magazines and gossips, and he couldn't accept that the other girl's hobbies were so superficial that they only stopped at activities such as physical exercise and parties and salons.
Ever since he met two so-called wealthy ladies by chance, he kept a respectful distance from these people and never dared to have close contact with them again.
Yes, how many people can have both beauty and wisdom, appearance and character?
Apart from the heavenly-beautiful Miss Wen, he really hasn't met anyone else, at least not yet.
But Miss Wen was so out of reach. The only time he had dinner at the same table was because of the blessing of a friend. And with his keen sense of smell, he felt that his chances of success in winning the beauty's heart were really low. Gao, that's my friend, so I have high hopes.
Tonight, it was just a hard job. He had been outspoken since he was a child and pursued divine friendship. He really didn’t have much ideological resonance with these so-called second-generation rich and second-generation officials, so even though he was sitting in the crowd, he felt quite lonely. It feels like there are thousands of passers-by, but how many friends do you have?
But he had to come. Not only did he have to come, he also had to find a way to complete the tasks assigned to him by his elders.
Alas, why would the wise and powerful father give such an important job of opening up the market in Jiangnan City to himself who is not good at interpersonal hookups? The so-called exercise? You must know that your nature is hard to change, and you are basically not familiar with the way shopping malls operate. Not interested, but it’s hard to disobey your father’s orders. Even if you pretend to deal with it, who wants the father to only have his own son? There is no way, the three generations are passed down alone!
Yao Wei... He silently recited the target person he was going to approach tonight, and suddenly felt a little like 007 on a mission.
But so far, Yao Wei's round, seemingly honest but cunning face has not yet appeared.
If it weren't for the mission, he really didn't want to deal with this person. Yao Wei was lustful, cunning, and snobbish. This once little person became domineering and domineering after he became the secretary of the Mingzhu District Chief in Lucky Road. The shortcomings and hidden dark sides are magnified and imposed on those who have offended him in the past and are now offending him. Legend has it that a department leader who scolded him for his work was later removed from the core department for no reason. He was assigned to live in the archives, and his situation worsened from bad to worse.
Such a person, who plays an important role as the district's second-in-command and an important hub for communication with the outside world and subordinates, makes many people hate him deeply, but they can only flatter him.
This is where the helplessness and sophistication of the officialdom come in. Let the noble ones stay away and the profiteers chase them away.
Half an hour later, he finally discovered that hateful round face, but what surprised him was that the round face was now trying hard to stretch out the fat and fat on it, and piled it up into an extremely flattering smile—— Just like many people did to please him in the past, they were trying to please another young but arrogant young man.
The man was in his twenties, with a pair of narrow eyes, a medium-low nose bridge that seemed to rise to the sky, and a slightly raised corner of his mouth, showing the owner's unusually high-profile and conceited mentality.
This was the first time that Shen Qinghe saw Yao Wei and a hungry poodle, being as attentive as a hungry poodle to the point of being shameless.
Who is that young man?
No matter who it is, it must have a bigger background than Yao Wei, the district chief at the deputy department level. Although Yao Wei is extremely respectful to Hu Zhongqing, he is far from that level.
Shen Qinghe, who has a very good ear, heard the young man's occasional absent-minded answers in a standard Beijing movie voice with a retroflexed voice, and knew that this old man should be from the capital.
There are crouching tigers, hidden dragons in the capital, with as many county magistrates as dogs, and mayors walking all over the place. It is normal for a few people with big backing to occasionally come down.
It seems that Yao Wei is leaning on a thigh, no wonder he is so hard!
Alas, my task tonight is to polish someone else’s shoes, and unexpectedly I meet someone polishing another big shot’s shoes. What kind of trouble is this?!
Shen Qinghe smiled self-deprecatingly, took a glass of red wine, walked over, and played by ear.
He followed the two people and saw them sitting in a corner, so he stood aside and waited. After half an hour, the young man picked up the phone and left. When Yao Wei was left alone, Shen Qinghe took a deep breath and walked steadily over.
"Hello, Secretary Yao!" Shen Qinghe said loudly from five meters away with a friendly smile.
Yao Wei's eyes quickly swept over and saw Shen Qinghe's face clearly. There was a trace of embarrassment on his face, and he asked tentatively: "Master Shen, long time no see! Have you been here for a long time?"
How could Shen Qinghe not guess that he was afraid of being seen in his embarrassment just now? He said without revealing any trace: "I just arrived. I rushed over as soon as I saw you. Didn't you disturb me?"
Yao Wei breathed a sigh of relief, his face returned to a calm look, he exchanged a few pleasantries and said, "What's wrong, Mr. Shen?"
Shen Qinghe took another deep breath, and then entered the topic: "Yao Mi, if there is a scholarly district event in Mingzhu District recently, our company is very interested!"
Yao Wei looked troubled and said: "This..."
Shen Qinghe felt contempt for a moment, and then whispered: "Secretary Yao, our company is very sincere. Can we discuss the specific details?"
"Hey! What are we discussing?" At this time, the voice from the Beijing movie studio interrupted abruptly and without good intentions.
Shen Qinghe looked back and saw the narrow-eyed young man continuing with an arrogant expression: "If you are asking Shuxiang about that project, there is no need, there is no chance!"
Shen Qinghe felt cold in his heart, but still asked politely: "Yao Mi, who is this?"
Yao Wei's expression turned faster than the rotating stage lights. He nodded to the young man and explained: "Master Zheng, we were just talking about other issues. Don't get me wrong!"
After saying that, he immediately turned to Shen Qinghe with a straight face and said: "Young Master Shen, if there is nothing else, please help yourself, I still have something to do!"
Shen Qinghe said with a hint of dissatisfaction: "Yao Mi, shall I find time to date you later?"
Before Yao Wei could answer, Young Master Zheng said disdainfully: "Get out, get out quickly, don't interfere with my conversation!"
The clay figurine also had three points of fire. No matter how well-trained Shen Qinghe was, his anger rose at this moment and he said angrily: "What did you say?!"
