Dressed as the boss's palm pet

Lu Baishen was seriously on the phone, when he heard the call, he turned around and saw that the little woman was still outside, frowned slightly, and walked over quickly: "Why haven't you come in yet?"

Song Mengsheng raised his brows and spread his hands helplessly.

"This..." The general manager looked at the two people, unable to speak for a while.

If it was revealed that he didn't know Lu Shao's relatives, would it be considered that he didn't work hard?
Today, so many people said they knew Young Master Lu, but they didn't expect it to be true.

Lu Baishen held Song Mengsheng's hand domineeringly and forcefully, turned around and was about to leave the banquet hall.

The general manager hurriedly greeted him and apologized: "Don't leave? I'm really sorry, Young Master Lu. We also consider the safety of the Lu family and the participants, so this is very strict, and we also act according to the requirements of the person in charge of the Lu family. Don't be angry, you two."

Lu Boshen stopped unhurriedly: "My woman can't come in, so what's the point of me going in alone?"

The general manager turned pale with fright on the spot, and hurriedly bowed and apologized: "I'm really sorry..."

Song Mengsheng had no choice but to sigh helplessly: "Hey, there is really no way to solve the cooperation requirements. That's right, people really have to learn to be flexible when doing things sometimes."

"Yes, yes, what you said is that you can tell us what you want to eat and drink when you go in later, and we will do our best to take care of you." The general manager continued to apologize.

Listening to the general manager's words, Song Mengsheng shook his head helplessly, and followed Lu Baishen to the dinner party.

This person finally knows who she is.

But since the general manager has spoken, she naturally wants to enjoy it.

"I can't drink while driving today. Go and get me some freshly squeezed juice. It must be pure juice, the kind with less water." Song Mengsheng proudly took Lu Baishen's arm and walked into the banquet hall step by step.

The general manager naturally followed behind and hurriedly followed suit.

Lu Boshen and Song Mengsheng appeared together at the dinner party. They were handsome men and women, talented and beautiful, coupled with their high status, a large group of people immediately surrounded the two of them.

"Hi, young master Lu, hello young lady Lu."

Lu Boshen maintained a dignified and aloof attitude, only occasionally nodding slightly to the wave after wave of greetings.

On the contrary, Song Mengsheng smiled and waved, which surprised many people.

Song Mengsheng also knew that he was too high and cold to be a monster before, and it was normal for everyone to have such an expression, so he turned around and focused on the general manager.

"The single chair in the sofa area is not soft enough, so you should replace it quickly. This single sofa is not good either." Song Mengsheng stretched out his hand to touch it back and forth, and looked carefully.

The general manager nodded again and again: "Okay, okay, I'll change it right away. Come, come! Get rid of it quickly!"

After changing to a new sofa, Song Mengsheng sat down very satisfied: "The buffet food at this dinner party is basically cold food, but I want to eat hot food."

"Is there anything you like more specifically? I'll let the chef prepare it right away." The general manager raised his hand to touch the cold sweat on his forehead.

"Come here, don't be too greasy."

After Song Mengsheng finished speaking, he pulled Lu Boshen and whispered: "Honey, let's go see what's going on with my dad."

Lu Boshen nodded slightly, intending to support his father-in-law.

It's just that the general manager suffered a lot, and he turned weakly and walked into the kitchen: "This woman said casually, but she definitely can't say casually..."

After learning a lot, the general manager picked up his mobile phone and started to browse Song Mengsheng's information on Baidu.

But as for Song Mengsheng's dietary preferences, he really didn't find out anything.

In the end, the general manager made a lot of delicacies and got them in front of Song Mengsheng.

Song Mengsheng looked around, swallowed quietly, turned around and shook his head dissatisfied: "I always feel like something is missing."

The general manager stepped forward in fear, nodded and bowed his head and asked, "What else is there?"

Song Mengsheng raised his hand and gently touched his chin, then shook his head thoughtfully: "What do you think is the shortcoming?"

The general manager looked at the dishes with great entanglement in his heart, and stretched out his hand to point to them: "Young Mistress, why don't you just tell me, I really can't guess."

Song Mengsheng continued to look at the general manager's attitude: "Then if you can't guess, keep guessing."

"This..." The general manager frowned in agony.

Lu Baishen put down the goblet in his hand coolly and gracefully, and looked at Song Mengsheng with a half-smile: "If you are not satisfied with this, you can bear with it a little bit. After the dinner party is over, I will take you to a big meal."

Song Mengsheng lifted her cheeks depressed: "But I want to eat right now, but why is it so uncomfortable to stay here today?"

Lu Boshen frowned slightly, and understood Song Mengsheng's meaning, and said in a flat voice, "I can understand you, but you are almost fine, there is no need to affect your mood."

Song Mengsheng felt that what Lu Boshen said was also reasonable, sighed heavily, and turned to look at the general manager: "Forget it, I won't embarrass you anymore, I will invite you to have snacks when you work, once or twice can be said to be a rigorous attitude, If the number of times is too many, then I really don't care..."

In fact, it wasn't just a question of whether or not she knew her, even the question about the dishes recommended just now was very unprofessional, which showed that the preparation was not sufficient.

Such a big hotel was doing very well, but it really can't affect the hotel business because of personal reasons.

"Yes, yes, young mistress is right." The general manager nodded repeatedly.

Song Mengsheng turned around speechlessly and went to eat.

Up to now, the general manager has never apologized in a serious manner, nor said anything nice, otherwise she would have let him go with her temper.

When the general manager left, Song Mengsheng looked at Lu Boshen coquettishly, holding a small biscuit, and wanted to pass it into his mouth: "Why did you speak up for him just now?"

"Do you know why he became the general manager just after returning to China?" Lu Baishen bit the biscuit with his mouth open, chewing carefully.

Song Mengsheng shook his head.

"He is a nephew from a certain place. Because of his inexperience, the management of the place is really not in place." Lu Boshen reminded in a low voice.

Song Mengsheng suddenly realized: "It turned out to be like this. I said why didn't he apologize? It seems that he has a noble status and can't let go of this face."

"Maybe it will get better in the future." Lu Baishen reached out for a biscuit and handed it to Song Mengsheng.

Song Mengsheng took a bite and leaned on Lu Baishen's shoulder with a smile: "The biscuits my husband feeds are sweet! Very sweet!"

A large group of people next to them looked at the biscuits in their hands suspiciously, unable to speak for a while.

Xiao Sheng, who was next to him, was also terribly sour. He took two biscuits and threw them into his mouth: "Aren't these the same biscuits? Capitalized!"

After Song Mengsheng and Lu Baishen rested, they turned around and went to the resting area of ​​Song's father.

Father Song greeted him warmly: "I'm even happier that you guys are here! Thanks to Young Master Lu's care, business has been very good recently!"

Song Mengsheng joked unceremoniously: "Since the business is good! Then Dad should treat us to a big meal!"

Father Song patted his chest: "No problem!"

Lu Baishen smiled softly, and let Song Mengsheng take his arm: "Dad, you are welcome, then I wish you a prosperous business! The products are selling well!"

"Okay, okay! Oh yes, there is another person coming soon!" Father Song looked at his mobile phone while talking, and looked around.

Song Mengsheng looked curiously at Father Song's gaze: "Who else are you waiting for?"

"Our family's spokesperson, Liang Wenning, said he would show up today and support me. I am so lucky to have so many noble people helping me!" Father Song said, looking at Lu Baishen gratefully.

Lu Bai listened expressionlessly.

Song Mengsheng took Lu Baishen's arm, pointed to the rest area next to him: "Let's sit there and chat."

Lu Baishen nodded lightly, and walked towards the rest area handsomely.

At this time, Liang Wenning arrived at the dinner party, which caused quite a commotion.

Many people envied Song's father to be able to find Liang Wenning to endorse the new product, and they all came forward to say congratulations and learn about the new product in a decent way.

Of course, there were also several reliable media with good relationship with the Lu Group at the dinner party. Seeing that the scene was fully staffed, they started their own filming and interviews.

Liang Wenning found Song's father first, and then greeted Song Mengsheng and Lu Baishen, then took Song Mengsheng's arm with one hand, and spoke very domineeringly.

"This thing is for you."

Saying that, he took off the rose brooch in front of him and put it in Song Mengsheng's palm.

Song Mengsheng evaded reflexively for a while, and then looked down: "Why did you give me the brooch?"

"It's nothing. I brought it back from my previous vacation. It feels very memorable. I'm giving it to you. It's also a way of expressing your gratitude for connecting me with Mr. Song." Liang Wenning looked at the onlookers , making the perfect excuse for your own gift.

In this way, Song Mengsheng weighed the rose brooch in his hand: "Then I'll accept it, and it's really nothing. I think it's quite suitable for you to be the spokesperson. We will have a happy cooperation in the future."

She held out her hand symbolically.

Liang Wenning shook hands like a gentleman.

Song Mengsheng turned around and put the rose brooch in his handbag, and didn't wear it in front of him immediately, while laughing and joking with Father Song——

"Dad, Liang Wenning sent a thank you gift, and we can cooperate with him more in the future. Don't you think so, husband?"

Of course, Song Mengsheng would also take care of Lu Baishen's mood, and looked over with a smile.

Lu Boshen naturally nodded generously, and looked at Liang Wenning calmly.

Some reporters wanted to interview Lu Boshen, but Lu Boshen refused them all.

Everyone turned their attention to Liang Wenning.

"Mr. Liang, now that your career development is in a period of steady growth, do you have any plans for dating?"

Liang Wenning's clear laughter came immediately: "I've lost my love, so what love is there?"