Returned to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine and stayed there until seven o'clock in the evening.
Tonight, the second brother and the second sister-in-law are going to attend an exchange party held by the Huadu Chamber of Commerce, so Wan Yunting has to get off work early so that he can go back and take care of Wan'er.
"Third brother, why don't you take Wan'er with you?"
At home at the moment, Wan Dongming is wearing a handsome suit, and Wang Chulin is also wearing a blue evening dress. After all, this is a business exchange party, and everyone has to dress up to attend.
"I'm not doing business, so it's better not to go. Just let me take care of Wan'er."
Wan Yunting was squatting on the ground, watching Wan'er riding a bicycle in the yard, and asked the second brother and the others to go ahead.
"Well, when Mengyao comes back later, you can take Wan'er out for dinner."
Wang Chulin said.
"OK."
Wan Yunting nodded, Wan Dongming and Wang Chulin stopped talking and went to attend the party.
"Third uncle, I'm hungry."
Wan'er, who came riding a small bicycle, shouted.
Wan Yunting stood up and said with a smile: "Your aunt hasn't come back yet, so I'll go to the kitchen to see what's available and give you some food first."
"Okay."
Wan'er came down and trotted cutely behind Wan Yunting. Together they went into the kitchen of the villa, rummaged through the cabinets, and finally found some food for Wan'er to eat. The sound of the door opening was heard outside, and Wang Mengyao came back in professional attire.
, Wan'er happily shouted: "Auntie is back..."
"Wan'er..."
Seeing Wan'er running towards her, Wang Mengyao knelt down to meet her, pinched her pink face and said, "Have you missed my aunt?"
"Hehe, I don't want to..."
Wan'er smiled mischievously, and Wang Mengyao curled her lips, "Then I won't take you to play later."
"Third uncle, take me there."
Suddenly Wan'er pointed at Wan Yunting who came out. Wang Mengyao was stunned for a moment, stood up and shouted softly: "Brother Yunting, you are back."
"Well, let's go out to eat together."
Wan Yunting smiled and nodded, waved his hand and said, it's already eight o'clock, not to mention Wan'er is hungry, he is hungry.
"Wait a minute, I'll go upstairs and change clothes..."
Wang Mengyao said nothing, ran in and went upstairs to her room, excitedly choosing a dress to dress up...
Wan Yunting and Wan'er were waiting downstairs for five minutes, ten minutes, fifteen minutes...
"Wan'er, go up and call your aunt down quickly. If she doesn't come down again, we'll go out."
Wait until Wan Yunting said impatiently.
So Wan'er ran upstairs. Two minutes later, Wang Mengyao finally brought Wan'er down. She specially picked a pink patterned short dress and had a quiet hairstyle. She looked like the rich lady she used to be.
, the spirit girl’s style is completely different.
Now she looks more like a quiet, girl-next-door style of Xiaojiabiyu. Even the unruly and willful temper in the past has changed. Seeing Wan Yunting's impatient appearance of waiting for her for such a long time, Wang Mengyao showed a look of disbelief.
Nervous and embarrassed expression: "I'm sorry, Brother Yunting, for keeping you waiting for so long."
Seeing her dressed up so beautifully, Wan Yunting was speechless, "We're not going on a date with her boyfriend. Why are we dressed up so beautifully? Let's go quickly. Wan'er and I are starving to death."
"oh."
Wang Mengyao curled her lips, silently followed Wan Yunting and Wan'er out, and then got directly into the Toyota car. Wan Yunting drove out of the villa complex and started to look for restaurants nearby to eat...
Huadu Tianyu Hotel, on the second floor of the hotel, the super auditorium where the party is held is carefully decorated as a reception scene.
At this time, a group of men and women in costumes, all holding wine glasses in their hands, stood or sat together in small groups, chatting and laughing, and some were already talking seriously about cooperation...
After all, this is an exchange party, and its main purpose is for CEOs from various fields of Huadu business to communicate with each other and discuss business.
"Mr. Kang, why did you arrive so late..."
Suddenly, a group of men and women were facing Kang Hongwen, who was wearing a black suit. His wife, Zhou Caihong, was wearing a black evening gown. Her elegant, dignified and generous temperament suddenly eclipsed the wives of other bosses.
At the same time, secretary Lin Gaofeng also came with his wife to participate. After all, he is the vice president of Wuhu Group and also serves as Kang Hongwen's secretary, so he is naturally qualified to participate in this kind of business party.
"Mr. Zheng, Mr. Zhao, and Mr. Fan are here too..."
Kang Hongwen smiled and naturally showed the aura of a superior person, waving hello to these bosses.
"Wow, Mrs. Zhou, your evening dress is so beautiful..."
"Yes, and she still looks so young and beautiful, I'm really envious..."
The task tonight for the wives of the bosses is to establish a relationship with Zhou Caihong, the richest man’s wife, and lay the foundation for their husbands’ future cooperation with the Wuhu Group...
Upon hearing the arrival of the richest man Kang Hongwen, all the bosses in the room immediately came over to say hello...
"Chu Lin, let's go over and meet Mr. Kang."
As he said this, Wan Dongming also pulled Wang Chulin and followed the others...
At this time, Kang Hongwen was holding a glass of wine and was paying tribute to the business tycoons of the previous generation in the Huadu business community.
Among them was an old man in his sixties, wearing a black Tang suit, with short white hair and a red face. He looked energetic, especially his sharp old eyes. Although he was older, he could not help but exude an aura.
, so that no one around him dares to come close.
She was only wearing a burgundy, open-back evening dress, which perfectly showed off Ling Wei's tall figure. Her dark purple slightly curly long hair was spread over her shoulders and back, and her charming eyes were charming.
Some young people present frequently glanced sideways, reluctant to take their eyes away from her...
"Master Fu, you are here too."
Kang Hongwen came up with a glass of wine. As for the previous generation, Fu Ye, who once dominated the Huadu business community and even ruled the underground forces, was known as the Godfather. His full name was Du Laifu.
It can be said that regardless of seniority or status, he is the boss of everyone in the room.
"Xiao Kang, I haven't seen you drinking tea at my place recently."
Mr. Fu looks very majestic and has a strong aura. Even when Kang Hongwen faces him, he can feel an invisible sense of oppression.
"The company has been a little busy lately, so I couldn't come to you to say hello. I hope you will forgive me, Mr. Fu."
Kang Hongwen bent slightly and smiled respectfully at Mr. Fu who was sitting there.
"Then you can have two more drinks with me tonight."
Mr. Fu smiled.
"Well, let me toast you first."
Kang Hongwen bent over with the wine glass in hand. The glass was a few centimeters below Fu Ye's and he banged it before he straightened up and drank the red wine in one gulp...
Mr. Fu just took a sip, then put down his wine glass and patted the sofa next to him: "Let's sit here and chat."
"good."
Kang Hongwen nodded before going over and sitting next to Mr. Fu.
He immediately made other bosses around him envious. After all, Fu Ye was a top boss in the Huadu business community and an underground godfather. I don’t know how many people wanted to hug him...
"Master Fu, Master Fu is here too..."
Wan Dongming, who squeezed in with his wife, saw Kang Hongwen chatting with Mr. Fu and the others. This scene shocked him. He didn't expect that this big shot would be exposed at this year's exchange party.
"Hey, hey, don't crowd..."
Several young men and women holding wine glasses were squeezed, which made him feel unhappy. He turned around and saw that it was Wan Dongming. This man named Zhang Gaojie was filled with contempt, "Who am I? It turns out to be the famous Soft Rice King!"
"
"Oh, it's really him..."
Several other young men and women looked at Wan Dongming with contempt and ridicule.
Seeing Zhang Gaojie, Wan Dongming raised his eyebrows and knew that he was the son of the chairman of Tairan Group and a typical rich second generation.
The young men and women who were with him were all the sons and daughters of the bosses. Naturally, they were brought here by their parents to attend the party.