My Sister is a Big Star

  Supper is set in a famous bamboo garden in Beijing. The decoration style of the Jiangnan courtyard is very popular with dignitaries and dignitaries in Beijing. The diners who come and go here are either rich or expensive. The high prices are there. Even if ordinary people come in and glance at the menu, they will leave silently.

  As the Spring Festival approaches, Zhuxiangyuan’s business has not been deserted because of this, but has become more popular. Those second-generation officials and rich who worked hard or were thrown away to practice abroad, etc., have returned to the capital to eat, drink and play during the holiday.

  Wang Zijin and his group came a little late, the reservation was outdated and invalid, there was no private room when they arrived at Zhuxiangyuan, and the last big private room was booked away just now.

   "It's all Zhao Tiezhu, I have to play cards, I'm late."

   "What a big deal, change the place."

   "But I just want to eat this."

  The little gang was chirping, and was about to leave, when Zhang Mingcheng was suddenly stopped.

   Zhang Mingcheng looked back, and the person who called him was a colleague from the same unit, also a second-generation, named Tang Wenbing. The two walked very close on weekdays. Zhang Mingcheng’s exquisite personality made him close to anyone.

   "Civil soldiers, what a coincidence." Zhang Mingcheng smiled.

  "Are you here to eat too? Which private room, I will come to see you later." Tang Wenbing also laughed.

  "Preparing to leave, there is no room left."

   "It's gone..." Tang Wenbing thought for a while, and said, "Would you like to come with us? We are in the big private room."

   "Is it convenient?" Zhang Mingcheng hesitated.

   "Convenient, as long as it is convenient for you, we will have no problem." Tang Wenbing looked at a group of second generations who were not in a circle with him. They were all the second generations who could not afford to provoke, at least he could not provoke.

  Elder Wang was already a big man back then. Those who can work with him are more than low-ranking. They are all powerful figures. After more than ten years have passed, they will naturally climb higher and go further.

  The large private room is spacious enough to accommodate two tables, and there is an ink painting screen between the two tables. There are orchids in the corners of the private room, with a Bogu shelf on the east side and a bookshelf on the west side. The windows are the kind of wooden hollow windows in ancient times.

  This was originally a private room for large gatherings, but today it was booked by the second generation ancestors headed by Huang Wei.

  First-rate second-generation politics, second-rate second-generation business, third-rate second-generation mixed eating and waiting to die. Among the seven or eight people present here, there are business and government officials, all headed by Huang Wei.

  Huang Wei is a native of Beijing, but Lao Tzu used to work in the Jiangnan area. He was slowly climbing and transferred to the capital until the imperial court was renewed. As a member of the huge team, he was promoted and reused as scheduled.

   belongs to the new-born forces.

  Huang Wei relied on his father's power to get a good deal in shopping malls, and his status in the capital also increased.

  30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi, this is not wrong at all.

  When I was the most arrogant, I once felt that those second generations who were once aloof were nothing more than this. After honed in the mall for several years, he has become more stable, but also more confident, and no longer put arrogance on his face.

  "Mr. Huang, are you interested in doing business?" A second-generation who was thrown by his father to a small county in Shandong, jokingly said: "As long as you come to invest, I will give you the green light. If you take the money, I will get your political achievements."

Huang Wei smiled and said: "You don't hurt me less. You will lose money in real estate. Those who do business now either lose money or are struggling to survive. To become bigger and stronger, they are too bloated and fools do. Invest in you."

  Others laughed and gagped.

  Because she is an old friend, she doesn’t hesitate to speak.

As    was talking, the door of the room opened and Tang Wenbing, who said he was going out to smoke, came back, and the person behind him received a ticket.

  "I brought you some friends here." Tang Wenbing briefly explained the situation.

  Naturally, Huang Wei and others have no opinion, and some are even very happy. The second generation of officials is divided into three or six or nine grades. They are small circles. Without acquaintances to "lead the way" or their fathers can't have official positions, it is difficult to integrate into higher circles.

  They are already pretty good on their own, but compared to Zhang Mingcheng and the others, they are a bit worse.

  Huang Wei saw Wang Ziyan at first sight, was stunned, frowned first, and then smiled as usual.

  According to the news he inquired, Wang Zijin and Qin Ze had broken up, and the one who had lost the grassroots of the Wang family as a backer, he had nothing to do with him. And the previous idea was wrong. Qin Ze was not the white glove of the Wang family, and even the relationship between him and Wang Zijin, the Wang family, was reluctant.

  If there is interest in the Wang family, he will naturally not move Qin Ze.

  Huang Wei believes that not only did he notice Qin Ze alone, it was not his star halo, but his staggering deeds.

  He used to be in the entertainment industry and financial industry. People who are jealous of him, and those who are not capable enough, think that his scale is not enough. After all, it is good to split Qin Ze's industry, but it will not make Huang Wei tempted.

  It is virtual reality technology that is really fascinating, and that is a good thing. Huang Wei feels that even if he is not tempted, others will be tempted. It's just that he saw this benefit earlier.

  The prospects are by no means comparable to entertainment companies and private equity.

  Qin Ze is more stubborn than he thought, guarding the food on the plate and not allowing anyone to share a piece of the pie. Since he doesn't want to buy shares, he will take it himself.

At present, it seems that he has been a person who harms others and disadvantages himself. As Qin Ze said, as long as it lasts for a period of time, the impact of piracy will be reduced. He really can’t help it. The times are developing and the law is improving, not as good as before. operate.

  But as long as Qin Ze continues to do large-scale, Huang Wei has many ways to get stuck and force him to submit.

  The people at the two tables ate through the screen. Under the leadership of Tang Wenbing, the people around him went to toast and talked.

  In the small team of Wang Ziying, there are people like Zhang Mingcheng who are all-faced and exquisite, and the other people's emotional intelligence is not low, and they quickly become one.

  But Huang Wei noticed a detail. In the past, the toasts were all friends around him, and none of them seemed to come over.

  The gap in status is revealed.

  Huang Wei frowned secretly. With the current power of Lao Tzu in his family, he is not much worse than the second generation with the largest table next door. But knowing that personal connections are more important than mood, he passed by with a glass of wine.

  He talked and laughed happily with Zhang Mingcheng, and slapped his shoulders with Zhao Tiezhu and laughed. Everyone gave him face. Holding the wine glass in a circle, Huang Wei smiled and said: "Sister Zijin, I didn't have time to have a drink in the Shanghai stock market last time. Come, come, fill up, and have a drink."

  But Wang Ziyan ignored him.

  This is very shameless.

  Huang Wei’s friends may not know, but Wang Zijin’s friends are aware of it. Huang Wei made small moves in the Shanghai stock market because it is about Qin Ze and Qin Ze is also about Wang Zijin.

  The boys felt that Qin Ze was trimmed by Huang Wei, so they went to the capital to hug the thigh of the Wang family.

  A scumbag man.

   "Go away." Wang Ziyan was expressionless, but his words were sharp.

  Huang Wei's smile gradually disappeared. He looked at Wang Zizhen, then at her hairies, and sneered: "Look down on me, right?"

  Everyone is the second generation, my position is not lower than yours, maybe even higher than yours, do you have any confidence to say such things in front of me.

  When he didn’t exist, the prince took his own chopsticks to eat.

  Wang’s granddaughter has no popularity in the eyes, it is better than anyone, and more arrogant than anyone.

  This is the side that Qin Ze and Baby Qin will never see.

Huang Wei's cheeks twitched, "Understood, for Qin Ze? Tsk tsk, didn't you two break up. Isn't there any more feelings? Then you said earlier, if he belongs to your Wang family, I will let him go. It's a pity. He is not, why bother? You were abandoned by others and ran back to the capital in a dingy manner. I made him vent your anger. I didn't ask you to say thank you..."

   "Pop!" Wang Ziyan raised his hand and slapped him.

  The private room was suddenly silent.

  Thinking about whether to act as a middleman to make peace, Tang Wenbing was completely stupid.

  Twenty-odd people, their eyes all fell on Wang Zijin's face, and Huang Wei's gradually ferocious face.

  Huang Wei's expression is fierce: "You try again."

  The prince slapped another backhand: "Pop."

  The taste of being slapped, let alone now, even if he has never experienced it before. Huang Wei exploded on the spot, waved his hand, swept the wine glasses and chopsticks to the ground, "Am I..."

  He didn't finish his words, a table of fourteen people stood up with a "wow", and everyone stared at Huang Wei coldly.

  Zhao Tiezhu and Zhang Mingcheng reached out and held the beer bottle...

  Huang Wei's face changed slightly, and he was in a dilemma.

Wang Zijin looked at him and sneered: "What's wrong with you, do you want to fight with me or with my Wang family. If you fight with me, yes, you can try it now? I don't know if your friends dare to do it. Help you, but my friend can beat you down, believe it or not."

"Either try to fight with the Wang family, see if you Lao Tzu is willing, see if he is willing to set the table for you and my Wang family. The next meeting, I may hope to move up a bit, although my grandfather is retired, But if he comes forward to "propose" a few words, do you guess my family can go well?"

  Zhao Tiezhu grinned: "Count me as the Zhao family. Anyway, I am a cub for my old man."

   "Yeah, how powerful the Huang family is, it's scary to death."

  "Huang, your uncle is working under my grandfather's hands. Take a moment. I haven't had fun for a long time."

  "Hey, I have gained momentum for a few years, arrogant."

  A group of people sneered.

  Huang Wei did not speak immediately.

  The rise of the Huang family is fast, and the disadvantages of unstable foundations also follow. Few allies and lack of contacts are shortcomings that every newly emerging family has to admit.

  Looking at the Wang family, the Dinghai Shenzhen aside, the Wang family is an old family in the capital, just like the old banyan tree in the courtyard, with deep roots, you never know where its rhizome spreads.

  Allies, in-laws, family friends, students...

  Don't even slap him, even if he was beaten into the hospital, the Huang family might not be willing to raise the table against the Wang family.

"Trash, it's no wonder that I can only make some money through the family relationship. I feel like I am second on the first day and second day. You really don’t know how to write the dead words. Let’s not mention whether Qin Ze and Wang’s family are there. If you don’t have a relationship, at most ten years, you will be left behind by him, and you can’t even see your back. Amethyst Technology is mine, and Dongfeng has my shares. If you remember it, dare to move me. It’s not going to be a slap next time."