Chapter five hundred and forty-two black people with a northeastern accent
The next day, Liang Fei arrived at the company wearing his newly purchased outfit.
Liang Fei usually dresses very casually, and all his employees know this. But seeing him dressed so exquisitely today, everyone was quite surprised, and couldn't help but look at him a few more times.
Especially the female employees were shocked when they saw Liang Fei appear so handsome and handsome today. Some of them even became nymphomaniacs and screamed at Liang Fei.
Liang Fei had never dressed so solemnly before, and he looked very awkward. He finally got rid of the entanglement of these nymphos. As soon as he went out, he found a magnificent white Rolls-Royce parked not far away.
Liang Fei remembered that that day, Xing'er Qiao's secretary Xiao Yong asked him for the company address and said that he would send a special car to pick him up. Now it seems that there is really no breach of contract and a car has really been sent.
Xiaoyong stepped out of the car, raised his hand to say hello to Liang Fei, and praised Liang Fei for his handsome appearance and decent dress.
Liang Fei nodded and thanked him. He originally wanted to drive his own car, but the other party sent a car. Out of politeness, he did not drive and followed Xiaoyong into the Rolls-Royce.
After getting in the car, he saw Xiaoyong sitting there silently. In order to ease the atmosphere, Liang Feixiao asked: "Brother Yong, who are the people appearing at this cocktail party? It looks very big!"
Xiaoyong heard this and said with a smile: "Actually, this reception is held to celebrate the official listing of Phoenix Jade Company. Many wealthy businessmen and celebrities will appear. The key point is..."
After saying this, Xiaoyong stopped talking, as if the so-called "key points" were inconvenient to reveal to others.
"What's the point?"
"It's nothing. Mr. Liang, you will know when you arrive."
The other party insisted on pretending to be mysterious, so Liang Fei couldn't keep pestering him, and then the topic shifted to other aspects.
During the conversation, I learned that Xiaoyong’s full name is Luo Yong, and he is Qiao Xinger’s full-time assistant. Their parents are close friends, so they can be said to be childhood sweethearts who grew up together. According to age, Luo Yong is older than Qiao Xinger.
He is only one year old, but he has been running around for the president of Qiao Da all day long.
"Your fathers are close friends. It stands to reason that Mr. Luo's social status is very high. As his son, how come you..."
Liang Fei blurted out his thoughts, knowing that his words were not polite, so he quickly stopped what he said.
Naturally, Xiaoyong wouldn't mind the other person's outspokenness. After all, as Qiao Xing'er's professional follower for many years, he had long been accustomed to other people's gossip.
So he explained with a smile: "My father works in a securities company, but I am not very interested in finance... I regard Xing'er... Mr. Qiao as my younger sister, who can help me at work, so I don't
Other pursuits.”
"Your father is quite open-minded, and you are also great..."
As Liang Fei spoke, he thought in his heart: This world of rich people is indeed difficult for people to understand. They have nothing but followers. They are so rich and willful!
It seems that Luo's father is the same. He is willing to let his son take care of his daughter for others without any wrongdoing. Apart from being open-minded, I really can't think of any other adjective.
As soon as the conversation started, Xiaoyong was inspired by the other party and was busy telling Liang Fei about Qiao Xing'er's personality.
"Mr. Liang, although Myolie is usually arrogant, she is actually kind-hearted. She has just seen too much flattery, so she has learned to keep her distance from others. There is nothing you can do about it."
Hey, Xing'er Qiao's character has nothing to do with me, so what are you talking about?
Liang Fei pretended to listen carefully on the surface, but he was thinking a little unconcernedly in his heart. Then he smiled and joked: "Brother Yong, you are not going to be the red line matchmaker for us, are you?"
Upon hearing this, Luo Yong looked at Liang Fei in astonishment and was speechless. After a long time, he recovered from his trance and said: "It turns out that Mr. Liang already knew this meaning. Don't tell me, I can see it at a glance.
, Myolie is interested in you..."
"Stop! Wait a moment, I was just joking..."
Liang Fei was busy clarifying that what he thought was a joke reached other people's ears, but they took it seriously and couldn't help but secretly complain that Luo Yong had no sense of humor at all.
"you……"
Luo Yong cleared his throat, "Mr. Liang, please don't make such a joke with Myolie later. Also, just pretend you haven't heard what you just said, okay?"
Oh, yes, Luo Yong regards Xing'er Qiao as his own sister, so he will naturally take those things more seriously. Furthermore, he and Luo Yong have known each other for a short time, so they really shouldn't joke around.
Liang Fei nodded and agreed with Luo Yong's words.
When you arrive at the entrance of the venue, there are indispensable greeters, each of whom respectfully guides the guests to enter. There are also individual staff members who are dedicated to waiting for guests to park their cars. It is completely like a five-star hotel.
The male guests wore suits and leather shoes, and almost always brought their companions to the venue, while the female guests wore all kinds of evening clothes and had charming makeup. Of course, there are exceptions among these noble guests. Some wealthy businessmen and women, no matter how expensive and high-end their attire, are.
There is no way to conceal the temperament of the nouveau riche.
Liang Fei walked proudly and confidently, and his dress was no less impressive than those of the upper class or wealthy children.
Entering the reception venue, he found that there were indeed people wearing tuxedos. However, these were the waiters serving wine at the reception. They were holding a plate with several wine glasses in their right hand, and they were able to move around among the guests with ease.
There were actually foreigners at the scene, with blond hair and white faces. They must be European and American nationals. Next to them was a black man with big eyes and curly hair, and a skin as dark as coal. His thick arm was holding a young woman. Look.
In this case, they are just lovers.
Liang Fei couldn't help but be curious. He didn't know if this black man came from the tropics. He was extremely dark. Looking at the woman next to him, she had fair skin and a graceful figure. She was obviously a standard Chinese beauty. How could they be a pair?
?If these two people work together to have a baby, wouldn’t they give birth to a little zebra?
Unexpectedly, the dark-skinned guest noticed Liang Fei's strange look at him, so he stepped forward and asked, "What are you looking at?"
Oops, it turns out that the other person not only speaks Mandarin, but also has a Northeastern accent!
Liang Fei knew he was rude, so he responded with a smile: "Sorry, I recognized the wrong person."
The black man chuckled and said, "What's wrong with you? The light here is so good and I'm so dark. How can you recognize the wrong person? How can you pretend to be a kid? Hello, my name is Mike!"
It is true that black people are humorous. They clearly knew what Liang Fei's eyes meant. Not only did they not mind it, but they made fun of their own skin color.
"Hello, my name is Liang Fei." Seeing the other person extending his hand to express friendship, Liang Fei quickly picked it up and the two shook hands warmly. (To be continued)