There is a cute wife at home: Mr. President, please hold on

It was only then that these young ladies really understood that if they took advantage of their status to taunt Zhen Jiabao, they could only be beaten on the ground by her using Anderson's status.

After all, although their family can be considered rich, they are still nothing compared to a chaebol like Anderson. They can look down on Zhen Jiabao, but they must not look down on Anderson.

It's a pity that in Zhen Jiabao's place, he and Anderson are one body, and when he meets someone who is not kind, he can only bully others.

In just two or three sentences, these girls' faces were already swollen by Zhen Jiabao using Anderson's identity in the air.

"You are going too far. Even if you are President An's niece, so what, if President An has never been married and had children, do you think you have the qualification to stand with us in the banquet hall?"

Yep, this is downright pissed off.

Zhen Jiabao was suddenly a little curious about the brain circuits of these girls. It was obvious that they came here first to spoil his interest in eating well, but now he still has the face to point at himself for saying too much.

Zhen Jiabao looked at the small plate he had put on the table regrettably, and felt that they were the ones who went too far.

Although the atmosphere between Zhen Jiabao and these little girls was tense, perhaps because they still had scruples, their voices were kept very low. From the outsiders' point of view, it was a harmonious and friendly exchange.

Only the person involved knew the undercurrent surging under the surface. Zhen Jiabao was really impatient. These little girls kept whispering in their ears that they couldn't even eat well.

"If you feel that something is not going your way, you can go and talk to Anderson, hey, he's not far away."

Zhen Jiabao kindly pointed in the direction where Anderson was now, guiding the girls who were full of complaints.

How dare they really poke their grievances in front of Anderson?Although Zhen Jiabao was only a niece, Anderson was indeed the only heir on the surface. It was okay to mock Zhen Jiabao now, but they didn't dare to do anything more extreme.

"I even pointed out the direction for you. If you want to go, hurry up. I'm still busy eating now, so I don't have time to argue with you."

Zhen Jiabao didn't have the mood to deal with it and said it directly, but they were not so easily driven back by Zhen Jiabao's indifference.

"The food prepared at this banquet is rare and exquisite. I can tell from Miss Zhen's non-stop eating."

The girl next to Ms. Chen was outraged, and suddenly raised her voice to "greeting" with Zhen Jiabao.

Zhen Jiabao almost couldn't swallow a martini, and stared at her with wide eyes—is he really out of his mind?
Everyone's eyes turned to this side one after another, but most of them looked at the girl who was holding onto Zhen Jiabao with disapproving eyes.

It's really rude to make such a loud noise inexplicably on this occasion.

The girl gritted her teeth and refused to lose at all, she directly picked up a glass of champagne and stuffed it into Zhen Jiabao's hand: "If you only eat snacks and don't drink anything, your mouth will inevitably dry up, why don't Miss Zhen just give me a drink to save face?" , I also want to know Miss Zhen's evaluation of this glass of champagne, after all, you are a valuable person, and you should have your own experience in wine tasting."

Putting Zhen Jiabao's reaction aside, Anderson and Shen Feiyu who were in the crowd were anxious first—Shen Feiyu still remembered that he had heard from Xin Ya that Zhen Jiabao's drinking capacity was not good and his wine quality was terrible, let alone Said that she still has a child in her stomach, how could Shen Feiyu, who usually didn't even want Zhen Jiabao to eat grapes, would let Zhen Jiabao drink without worry.

Although Anderson was also furious, he didn't intend to stop him, and even used his eyes to keep Shen Feiyu, who wanted to come forward to make a rescue, to stay where he was.

The guests present were all interested in watching the show. Zhen Jiabao was indeed born out of nowhere. That's right. They had never heard of the existence of this girl before. Even if Anderson brought her out now, they still had to look at Anderson's face. A few words of praise, but I also want to know what kind of ability this girl has.

And even if Zhen Jiabao can really resolve this embarrassment - the aggressive one seems to be the child of Anderson's old rival, Mr. Mam. Her father has fought with Anderson all his life, but he has become more and more depressed. It is almost impossible to stay in the upper class.

One of these two is a down-and-out daughter, and the other is a newcomer and noble daughter. No matter who wins or loses, it is a good show.

Zhen Jiabao stared fixedly at the clear liquid in the glass, suddenly smiled, took it over and smelled it, but didn't drink it.

"Maybe I'm going to disappoint you. I'm not interested in wine tasting. I hope this lady can explain to me the reason for this glass of wine."

Although Zhen Jiabao admitted his shortcomings, his tone was neither humble nor overbearing, making people inexplicably incapable of laughing.

"Then I'll show my shame. The raw material of this glass of champagne should not come from the Bordeaux region, but the Chardonnay variety from the Clement Grand Cru vineyard in the famous Champagne region town. The quality is light and elegant, with dense and delicate bubbles, and fresh The aroma of lime and grapefruit, the taste is delicate, refreshing and pleasant, with a strong fruit flavor, it is the best choice for young girls like us."

After taking a sip, Zhen Jiabao heard the other party say proudly, with a triumphant smile on his face.

Zhen Jiabao took the lead in applauding, and the smile on his face didn't look like he had just been exposed that he couldn't taste wine, but it looked like the lady opposite had just given her an exquisite performance.

Although she succeeded in gaining the limelight, Miss Mam didn't feel happy at all. Zhen Jiabao's applause made her feel like a joke, and she was performing for Zhen Jiabao.

"After all, I will walk in the upper class in the future. If Ms. Zhen doesn't know how to taste wine, she will easily embarrass President An."

Miss Mam, who refused to let herself be reduced to a performer, wanted to slap her in the end. The whitewashed peace just now was all gone, and the smile on the corner of Zhen Jiabao's mouth froze.

You don't have to drink a toast, you don't eat fine wine, if you don't clean up today, I don't deserve to be this young lady.

Zhen Jiabao directly opened his lips and smiled: "What you said is indeed reasonable, but I am naturally sensitive to alcohol and easily make a fool of myself, so I don't touch it often, and I have never been interested in such things, so thank you for your kind reminder."

Zhen Jiabao was still giving her face and wanted her to accept it as soon as she was good, but Miss Mam thought that Zhen Jiabao had surrendered, and she refused to let it go: "Then what does Miss Zhen usually like to study? Why don't you tell me to let her know?" Let's learn too."

Zhen Jiabao didn't expect the other party to be so persistent, so he simply took out a test question that Shen Feiyu had bet on him a few days ago.

"I am still more concerned about economic news. For example, when you mentioned the raw material producing area of ​​this wine just now, it reminded me of the famous case of champagne bubble financial shrinkage more than ten years ago. The blow caused by the profiteering market can almost be regarded as annihilation, how about we discuss the pros and cons of government intervention measures and self-control measures of entrepreneurs in that crisis?"

Zhen Jiabao watched the other party's face slowly turn into a pig's liver, and suddenly felt a little guilty but felt that it should be taken for granted-this problem was originally mentioned to him by Shen Feiyu, when he said that the case was very serious at the time, It almost destroyed the entire industrial chain in one fell swoop, so people often use it as a case to explain, so it is not difficult to ask questions about this case.

But this is not the case in the ears of the onlookers. Although this problem is very common to Shen Feiyu, it is still of great educational significance to other entrepreneurs, so Zhen Jiabao is very young. It takes a high glance to ask this question.

No wonder Anderson, an old fox, pushed Zhen Jiabao out with great fanfare. It turns out that this little girl is really so good.

And Miss Mam's dumbfounded look is even more funny, almost crying on the spot... Someone laughed softly beside, and even the few people behind Miss Mam who had come together to make things difficult for Zhen Jiabao backed away They took a few steps to distance themselves—they didn't know what Zhen Jiabao was talking about, so they didn't want to lose face!

Miss Mam stood in the center of the crowd's line of sight and wanted to find a crack in the ground to sneak in, but Li Yiting found Shen Feiyu upstream in the crowd, and whispered in his ear: "I really can't see that your sweetheart is not just good-looking." There are so many advantages, you really earned it."

Shen Feiyu was still worried about Zhen Jiabao and gradually loosened his clenched fists. After a long time, he smiled: "Indeed."

Zhen Jiabao didn't mean to tear the other person's face apart in front of others, but just picked up his small plate again, and then filled a piece of soufflé for himself with the clip in one hand, without even looking at Mam: "Everyone's You don’t have to force yourself if you have different hobbies, the food prepared today tastes really good, so feel free to taste it if you like.”

After finishing speaking, Zhen Jiabao casually turned around and went to the other direction to start to deal with other foods—barely filling his stomach, so of course he had to start to deal with other delicacies now.

Seeing the end of the good show, the onlookers gradually dispersed, and went to chat with their friends, but Mam, who had been smug just now, stood there for a long time, suddenly scolded herself, then looked at Zhen Jiabao's still graceful back, and couldn't help it. spoke.

"President An really got a good niece. What she said just now was neither humble nor overbearing, and she sounds quite familiar with the financial industry. She must be able to make great achievements in the future."

Those who saw the value of Zhen Jiabao whispered in Anderson's ear more vigorously, and Anderson was also proud of Zhen Jiabao's performance—except that he didn't mind that he didn't completely trample Little Mam's face under his feet in the end.

If it was him, let alone being ridiculed by Little Mam like this, he would have asked the security guards to throw them all out as early as when they were looking for trouble.

Anderson was busy with his own thoughts, and while coping with it casually, he really couldn't laugh or cry when he heard people praise Zhen Jiabao's financial talent: "This is really flattering her..."

Anderson still remembered the question that Zhen Jiabao said just now. The champagne incident was the first on the list of bets that Shen Feiyu made for her in the test. Did he forget it?

But thanks to Zhen Jiabao's cleverness...

In any case, this banquet successfully allowed Zhen Jiabao to show his face in the high society of country G, and quickly became famous, becoming the upstart who was mentioned the most by the major families at one time.

But as Zhen Jiabao himself, he didn't feel anything about it. He just lay down in the room with peace of mind, and occasionally had to deal with some people's invitations—it seemed that he was really famous. Zhen Jiabao was lying on the sofa listening to the maid Telling myself that there is another lady who wants to invite me to be a guest, I feel that one is the first two.

If I had known that day, I would have endured it—Zhen Jiabao originally thought that being introduced as Anderson's niece was just a recognition of her face, and it was over. Who would have thought that there would be so many troubles in the follow-up, those who invited herself every day All invitations for tea parties or dinners were sent directly to him, and every time Zhen Jiabao refused, he felt a little guilty.

But in the end, the troublesome mood prevailed, and Zhen Jiabao simply told the maid to refuse the invitation no matter who came, which made him feel a little more relaxed.