The Richest Man Yang Fei

People are nostalgic, even a dog that has been with each other, once separated, will miss it, let alone someone who has loved it before?

What Yang Fei wonders is why Jiang Jianming cares so much about this matter today?

Seeing Jiang Jianming looking at him, Yang Fei replied: "I don't know. Before the meeting, no one knows what it will be like after the meeting."

Jiang Jianming smiled and said nothing.

The atmosphere of the banquet became enthusiastic amidst the laughter again and again. Everyone greeted each other, drinking happily.

Yang Fei naturally became the hardest hit area to toast.

He had been prepared for a long time, under the pretext of staying in the school, he could not drink, smiled and refused everyone's toast, and said that he would not live in the school in the future, he would definitely accompany all the leaders to have a drink.

Live on campus!

This is indeed a special situation. No one can say anything. Can't persuade a student to go back to school when he gets drunk, right?

The confidential secretary in the Economic Development Zone came over with a cup and smiled: "Mr. Yang, I toast you a glass of wine. I'm doing it, you are free."

With that, she picked up the cup and drank it in one gulp.

Yang Fei smiled and said, "You drink well!"

The secretary gently wiped the corners of his mouth and smiled: "Mr. Yang, my name is Su Muqing, and you can call me Xiaoqing."

Yang Fei thought, I might be younger than you, how do you call you Xiaoqing? Isn't this weird?

However, in officialdom and the workplace, that's how it is, whoever has a high status can claim to be the boss.

So Su Muqing would call herself Xiaoqing in front of Yang Fei.

"Okay, Miss Su, we will enter the park in the future, and there will be many interruptions. Please take care of it."

"I am a staff member of the park, and I serve you." Su Muqing smiled, "Mr. Yang, you are the largest company in our park and our most honored guest!"

When the banquet was gone, Su Muqing proposed to invite everyone to entertain in the dance hall.

Everyone said yes, Yang Fei saw that it was still early and agreed.

In the 1990s, when song and dance halls were popular, they were also an important place for interpersonal communication.

Dancing is a wonderful thing. Two strangers who don't know each other can hook their shoulders, hug and hug them when they reach out their hands.

Of course, this kind of communication is actually selected and agreed by both parties.

When the man sees the girl he likes, he gets up and stretches out his hand to invite, and if the girl doesn't like it, he can refuse it, or find an excuse to dodge it.

If you can dance together, it means that the two have a good relationship. Jump on a few songs, and the two will come and go, and then they will become familiar with each other.

The dance party arranged by the Economic Development Zone will naturally invite some beautiful girls who are good at socializing.

Su Muqing was in charge of entertaining Yang Fei, and with the dance music, she took the initiative to invite Yang Fei to dance.

She danced briskly and skillfully, with a body of just over one meter and a small frame, she looked petite and exquisite in front of Yang Fei.

"Mr. Yang, your big boss came out to socialize, why didn't a secretary follow?"

"Secretaries are very busy. It is free time after get off work. I can't ask them to come and drink with me."

"Really? You are so good to the employees? Oh, we are not so good. Whether it is going to work or leaving get off work, as long as the leader gives an order, we have to go to work."

"Are you disgusted to come to accompany us?"

"Ah? No, Mr. Yang, you can really catch people with speech problems."

"Haha."

"Mr. Yang, you are a modest gentleman, of course I am willing to accompany you-the banquet tonight is the least I drank. I have to thank you."

While talking, the dance music suddenly changed, and it rang slowly and slowly.

The people on the dance floor slowed down, followed the rhythm, and shook slowly.

Su Muqing leaned her head lightly on Yang Fei's shoulder and said, "Let me lean on it for a while."

Yang Fei snorted.

It can be seen that she said that she drank the least this evening, but she also drank a lot of alcohol.

Although Yang Fei did not drink, there were other VIPs in the banquet, and they were all wine jars!

Su Muqing leaned on Yang Fei's shoulder, closed her eyes, and gently breathed on Yang Fei's neck with a warm breath.

The colorful lights on the dance floor flickered, bright and dark, and I couldn't see the faces of other people, only the shadowy figures were moving.

This atmosphere is really very special.

The music suddenly stopped, and the style of music changed again, sounding a disco with explosive drums and rhythms.

Su Muqing raised her head and said thank you softly.

Yang Fei didn't like this noisy music, so he returned to his seat and took a sip of tea.

Su Muqing sat next to Yang Fei, supported Yang Fei with her hands, looked at Yang Fei, and said, "You don't like disco?"

The music is loud, and two people must be close to each other to hear them.

Yang Fei looked at the bright touch on her face and said, "I don't like this kind of dance. I twist my body like a monster like a monster."

Su Muqing smiled and said: "Your mentality is not like a young man, but like a tens of years old and experienced uncle."

Yang Fei smiled and said, "Xiao Qing, I am your uncle."

"Okay, then I will call you Uncle Yang." Su Muqing was quite able to answer.

After the disco, it's dance music again.

A man walked over and stretched out his hand towards Su Muqing: "Miss, can you please dance?"

Su Muqing raised her eyelids, glanced at the man, and said, "No."

The man was stunned, obviously he didn't expect to be rejected, his outstretched hand did not retract, and said, "Miss, let's jump one! I just saw you jump well."

"No!" Su Muqing felt like a bird in front of Yang Fei, but to others, she showed a strong and unyielding side.

Su Muqing said, smiling at Yang Fei: "Mr. Yang, let's dance!"

Yang Fei took her hand and stepped off the dance floor.

The man snorted unwillingly, shook his hand heavily, and said a few words to the people around him. The man shook his head, pointed at Ouyang Ming and Jiang Jianming and others, indicating that these people are big and not easy to provoke. .

The song and dance hall is a place where dragons and snakes are mixed, and it is easy to breed quarrels and fights.

The easiest reason for disputes is women.

There used to be a song and dance hall, in order to fight for a woman, two gangs chopped each other, and the whole ballroom was chopped with broken hands and feet, and blood flowed into rivers.

Ouyang Ming can bring Yang Fei and others here~www.NovelMTL.com~ Then this place must be safe, and those who can come in this dance are certainly not ordinary people.

The man glanced at Ouyang Ming and Jiang Jianming, shrugged, turned and left.

Su Muqing said to Yang Fei: "That person doesn't know me, but I know him. He is the son of the deputy director of our park and a big carrot."

Yang Fei smiled and said, "If you offend him, you are not afraid of his revenge?"

Su Muqing curled her lips lightly without saying much.

At the end of the dance, Su Muqing asked Yang Fei to have something to drink. Yang Fei excused that it was too late and would make an appointment another day, and then took the car back to school.

When the car arrived at the school gate, Ma Feng suddenly said, "Boss, someone stopped the car."

"Block the car? Who?"

"I do not recognize."

Yang Fei sat in the back row, straightened up, and looked to the front, the expression on his face instantly petrified: "Why is it her?"