Chen Muhua's legs became weak after receiving customers.
There were many times more guests than she expected tonight, and she was so busy that she was dripping with sweat...
General Shen made a rough calculation and found that half of them were invited by her, and the other half came uninvited.
Moreover, each one's status is better than the other, which makes General Shen feel a little arrogant and a little inflated.
Even if General Zhang holds a party, it will only be of this scale, right?
The only thing that dissatisfied General Shen was that when these big shots came, they simply said hello to him, and then gathered in groups to drink and chat.
It seems that he just came here to drink and has no interest in her, the heroine who has attracted much attention.
General Shen's mentality is relatively stable, and his positioning is very accurate.
She is a female war goddess with a certain reputation and was promoted by the official organization of the military.
The background is good, the conditions are good, and the real ability is there.
But it is unrealistic to say that after such a military exercise, we will reach the top.
She will not be proud of her talent, nor will she put her head above others just because she has made a name for herself.
General Zhang has always been her guiding light and a role model for her to learn from.
Even though they are so awesome, they never give interviews to promote their heroism, and they never even show their faces.
She is a female war goddess who has just a little bit of energy, so she has to keep a low profile.
My family has said that if you shoot the first bird, don't jump unless you are an indestructible bird and are not afraid of being hit.
"I'm so exhausted!"
General Shen ran to his best friend to hide for a while and drank a glass of champagne.
Han Jiangxue said coldly: "You deserve it. Who asked you to put on such a big show?"
"I didn't want to make it so big, but those big shots came uninvited, how can I not entertain them?" General Shen curled his lips.
"If it were me, I wouldn't socialize." Zhang Ruoyu picked up the wine glass and took a sip, grinning.
Han Jiangxue raised her eyebrows and glanced at Brother Zhang.
This guy really dares not to socialize. How crazy is he? He doesn't even serve the elders of the Han family, but he is used to those well-dressed guys?
General Shen was in trouble and could not tell.
You, Zhang Xiangbei, don’t want to socialize, so who dares to force you to socialize?
Can I compare with you, General Zhang?
The three of them drank a glass of wine and chatted casually, when suddenly another group of people came to the door of the banquet hall.
General Shen held his forehead and smiled bitterly: "Yes, I have to pick up guests again."
"Can you talk nicely?" Han Jiangxue glared at her best friend. "What are you talking about? You're so dirty."
General Shen made a face at his best friend, stepped on high heels that were grinding against his feet, and walked up to meet her.
Zhang Ruoyu put down his wine glass and squinted at the group of young men in bright clothes and angry horses.
As soon as the young man in a suit with the first name showed his face, many people noticed him.
Wearing a white suit, his hair was neatly arranged, and his whole body exuded a sharp aura.
The gang of young men following him obviously followed his lead.
General Shen, as the host, must have the obligation to receive guests.
But when she came up to meet her, the leading young man in white just nodded lightly, even if he had greeted her, the mistress.
Then they passed each other and walked toward Zhang Ruoyu and Zhang Ruoyu with clear goals.
"Why?"
General Shen frowned, feeling a little embarrassed.
This guy named Fang is so crazy!
Fang Jingteng, one of the ten young masters in the capital, was said to have had quarrels with his third brother Lin, who was also the tenth young master, and he did not get used to the top rich young man of the Lin family with a perverse personality.
Zhang Ruoyu glanced at Fang Jingteng, then glanced at Han Jiangxue: "Mr. Han, what am I talking about? I shouldn't come to such an occasion! I know with my toes that he is here to give me a face!"
After saying that, Brother Zhang put down his wine glass, straightened his collar a little, and faced him with his best posture.
Just when Brother Zhang was thinking about how to make a splash with his opening remarks, Fang Jingteng bypassed him and went straight to Han Jiangxue, who was standing alone at the wine table.
Hey?
"Binhai, Han Jiangxue?"
Under the stars and the moon, Fang Jingteng walked up to Han Jiangxue and said, "Am I right?"
"Yes." Han Jiangxue shook the red wine glass, clasped her hands in a virtual embrace, and the domineering aura was fully displayed on the delicate face of the queen.
Brother Zhang is not around, but Mr. Han is still very good at temperament, otherwise he would not be able to control the Junsheng Group, which is a mixed bag of dragons and snakes.
"I have something I want to discuss with Miss Han." Fang Jingteng's thin lips parted slightly, with determination written all over his handsome face.
"I'm married." Han Jiangxue said calmly. "You should give up on this idea."
Fang Jingteng's lips curled up slightly.
I was a little stunned for a while.
Why does this snake and scorpion queen who controls the wind and rain on the seashore do this?
"Miss Han, you misunderstood." Fang Jingteng shook his head lightly and said expressionlessly. "This is not what I want to tell you."
"Oh." Han Jiangxue put down the glass of wine, neither salty nor light. "Then what do you want to say?"
"If it's convenient for Miss Han, it's best to leave Yanjing City tonight." Fang Jingteng raised his voice slightly.
Everyone at the scene also focused on this conversation because of Fang Jingteng's appearance.
Han Jiangxue felt offended.
In Binhai, no one has ever dared to talk to me like this.
With feet growing on your legs, you can go wherever you want and do whatever you want.
Just leave if you let me go?
Mr. Han inherited the gene of Mr. Han from an early age and loves face very much.
Tonight was probably the most embarrassing day in her life.
And he was still in Yanjing City, a place he was unfamiliar with.
Snap!
After a brief silence, Han Jiangxue suddenly raised the red wine glass in her hand to Fang Jingteng's face.
The red wine stained Fang Jingteng's snow-white suit and his meticulous hairstyle.
"If it's convenient, go brush your teeth first and then talk to me." Han Jiangxue put down the red wine glass gracefully, opened her red lips slightly, and said a sentence from between her teeth. "Your mouth really stinks."
