Jiang Xiaohao retorted loudly, "what's the matter with my son? My son is great. My master asked me to cover Lou tianqin well. If I don't mix well, what can I cover him? Master, he can't weigh it by himself?"

Luo Yanrong was stunned by her remarks: "Lao Bai asked you to cover tianqin?"

"Of course, what he said himself is false?" With that, Jiang Xiaomi showed some pride.

"Your master didn't know his son was Lou tianqin at that time." Luo Yanrong's mouth began to owe again.

"He didn't correct it when he knew it. If he didn't correct it, he would default."

Luo Yanrong took advantage of people's unprepared and silently said, "I guess I forgot."

"Mother in law -"

"Hey, daughter-in-law, where shall we eat later?"

……

Day and night alternate, and the evening comes. The grand scene of tonight is frequently broadcast in the TV broadcast. Taking advantage of this east wind, the TV station simply projects the pictures of various companies on the TV walls of major shopping malls.

Due to the large number of companies, the on-site picture of each company can last for at most one and a half minutes, while several large companies that have attracted much attention are fixed switching, about more than half an hour.

The general manager of Yuewen finally persuaded the director of the TV station to give them a 15 minute picture of Yuewen.

"It's not easy for us to have 15 minutes compared with other companies."

It's a hard 15 minutes. Every second has to be used on the blade.

Jiang Xiaomi said without hesitation: "all the 15 minute pictures are reserved for the guests tonight."

The general manager took a breath and didn't dare to set the channel: "all? That..."

"Don't say anything. You can't have both fish and bear's paw. Do as I say."

The general manager nodded and said, "OK, listen to you."

Jiang Xiaomi took a deep breath and gave the doorman a positive look.

The golden velvet door was opened from both sides, and a cool wind hit. The little woman in the evening dress could not help shivering.

Why is it so cold.

Jiang Xiaomi is definitely dressed up today. He is wearing a long dress made of silver gray light sense fabric. All the clothes below his neck are tightly wrapped, but the back is a hollow Tulle with silver thread inside. This design is very unique. When walking, the back is shining and eye-catching.

The flaxen curly hair hangs on both sides of the shoulders without any accessories, but the fluffy shape is shaped with setting water.

The simpler things can also highlight personal temperament.

Jiang Xiaomi took the two humeral 'ministers' of Yuewen to the door of the hotel and waited for the big people coming tonight.

The bright red carpet stretches to the bottom of the corridor. On both sides of the red carpet are bodyguards dressed in black and hotel security personnel.

The general manager and the deputy general manager looked uneasy. At this time, two clusters of lights shone here. The general manager hurriedly said, "here we are."

Bentley stopped slowly at the end of the red carpet. The door with cold texture was pushed away from inside, and Lou Jiefeng bowed down and got off.

This man, who has been away from business for many years, now appears again and suddenly makes people forget to breathe.

Time is fleeting and looks old, but God loves Lou Jiefeng. Except for the fine lines in the corners of his eyes, there is no sign of aging in him.

Men wear a well tailored black suit, conservative, serious and introverted.

Lou Jiefeng, who once pioneered territory in shopping malls, seems to have been precipitated by time. However, what follows is the profound aura given by time.

"Dad..." Jiang Xiaomi greeted him with a smile.

Lou Jiefeng nodded slightly and his eyes lingered on her for a while: "it's so cold that you wear too little."

Lou Jiefeng, like Lou tianqin, hides all his care in his heart and rarely publicizes it in his mouth, but it must not be ordinary people who can make them open their golden mouth.

"It's all right. I'll go in in a minute. General manager."

"Mr. Lou, this way, please." General manager Yuewen stepped forward and made a 'please' gesture.

Not long after Lou Jiefeng entered the arena, old man Wei and old man Wanyan arrived one after another.

Two luxury business cars opened at the same time, and old man Wanyan got off one step ahead of old man Wei.

The vice president looked at the old man from far to near and asked in a voice that only he and Jiang Xiaomi could hear: "Chairman, this is..."

Jiang Xiaomi poked on the steps like a stake and stared at the old man who came.

At the moment, a voice came out of her heart inexplicably: zhennima is handsome.

The first impression that old man Wanyan gives people is that the men of the Wanyan family really have romantic capital.

Tailored charcoal grey suit, spotless Egyptian cotton white shirt and light blue tie, and a Nizi coat of the same color on the shoulder.

The gray hair is stacked on the head, revealing a full forehead, and the contour lines are cold and hard. Compared with Wanyan Jiatai's cynical son, Wanyan Laozi embodies a unique charm.

And the air floats on the face, and the spirit hides in the chest.

"Xiaomi? Xiaomi?" Old man Wanyan walked up to her and shook his arm.

The dull little woman quickly recalled: "Oh, Grandpa Wanyan. Welcome."

The vice president also quickly recovered from the shock and came forward to greet: "master Wanyan, I'm the vice president of Yuewen. This way, please!"

Old man Wanyan smiled and followed the vice president to the hall of the previous annual meeting.

Old man Wei got out of his body. When he saw old man Wanyan, he couldn't help but shrink back.

"Sir, what's the matter?" Ah Wu asked puzzled.

Old man Wei said, "wait a minute."

After confirming that old man Wanyan had gone in, old man Wei slowly leaned out of the car.

The general manager who sent Lou Jiefeng in came out. He just met old man Wanyan.

Accompanied by ah Wu, old man Wei slowly stepped onto the red carpet.

He didn't wear a suit, but a traditional long shirt and coat. Outside, he was a warm mink coat, with a white hat on his head and a silver walking stick in his hand.

At first glance, I thought it was the arrival of a big man on the beach.

The face under the top hat is firm and deep-rooted, and the legal pattern walks around the corner of the mouth, which is a sense of seeing without anger.

The general manager is about the same size as Mr. Wei, but I don't know why he feels humble when standing in front of Mr. Wei.

"Grandpa Wei, you're here." Jiang Xiaomi greeted him with a smile.

Old man Wei took off his hat - a etiquette that only women can enjoy.

Jiang Xiaomi smiled: "you really hurt me."

Master Wei said gently, "is your grandfather here?"

"Not yet, but my father-in-law has arrived. You can go first and talk to him."

"OK, I'll go first."

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