The King of Close Soldiers of the Beauty President

After seeing off Mr. He, Ye Zhibing stayed in Zhou Meiyue's office for a while, and saw Wei Ying walking in with two dark red invitations.

"Mr. Gao, Mr. Ye, Mr. He sent two invitations."

Zhou Meiyue nodded, "Put it on my table."

Wei Ying placed the invitation card on the table respectfully with both hands, then took a few steps back, turned and left.

After Wei Ying left, Zhou Meiyue took an invitation and looked at it for a while, then handed it to Ye Zhibing, "Mr. Ye, take a look too."

Ye Zhibing took the invitation and looked at it. It said that Mr. He invited them to the only five-star hotel in the East China Sea - Baili Hotel to attend a banquet at [-]:[-] pm.

"Mr. Ye, Mr. He is treating guests in the banquet hall on the second floor. I have been to that place before, and it can seat hundreds of people. I don't know how many people he will invite this time."

Zhou Meiyue smiled and introduced the situation.

Ye Zhibing didn't care, he planned to have dinner at night and go back tomorrow.

In that case, it has nothing to do with who Mr. He invites, he just gives Mr. He a face to attend.

"Oh, Mr. He has a lot of face and has many friends, so find a spacious place."

"Mr. Ye, are you going with me?"

Ye Zhibing shook his head, "I'll go back and have a rest first, and I'll leave the hotel directly at night. Also, I have to book tickets in the afternoon, and I have to leave Donghai tomorrow."

Zhou Meiyue was a little surprised, "Mr. Ye, can't you stay for a few more days? I just took over the position of president, and I feel very panicked."

Ye Zhibing smiled and said: "It's okay, the company is all the old people left by Mr. Gao. If you are kind and powerful, they will definitely listen to you."

Zhou Meiyue said with a wry smile: "That's the truth, but most of the time, it's easier said than done."

"Well, but take your time. If you have any major difficulties, give me a call and I'll come and help you out."

Zhou Meiyue knew that she couldn't keep Ye Zhibing, but he promised to help her, which was enough.

"Well, I'll call you if I need anything."

"OK, all right."

When it was time to eat lunch, Ye Zhibing declined Zhou Meiyue's invitation, said goodbye and went back to the hotel.

He first asked the front desk to help book a flight back tomorrow, then had lunch in the hotel restaurant, and then went back to his room to sleep.

Ye Zhibing didn't wake up until around six o'clock in the afternoon.

I looked at the time and thought it was time to leave.

Ye Zhibing went to wash up, changed into clean clothes, locked the door, went downstairs and drove his sports car to Baili Hotel.

There are clouds of luxury cars at the entrance of the hotel, and men and women in all kinds of fancy clothes are bustling in and out of the hotel entrance.

Ye Zhibing looked up at the golden signboard of the hotel, and sighed, Mr. He is going to catch all the celebrities in the East China Sea.

After straightening his clothes, Ye Zhibing walked towards the hotel gate in an imposing manner.

There were several men in black suits and crew cut standing at the gate. They were all strong and energetic, watching everyone who entered and exited vigilantly.

Here, no one checked, but on the stairs leading to the second floor, there were two rows of more than a dozen men in suits and crew cut who were dressed in the same clothes.

If you want to go upstairs, you must show the invitation card, or the person who carries the invitation card must explain your identity before you can go upstairs and enter the banquet hall on the second floor.

Ye Zhibing showed his invitation cards to the crew-cut men, and the men put on warm smiles, "Sir, please."

When he came to the banquet hall on the second floor, Ye Zhibing saw that there were six large round tables inside, and the other places were empty, so spacious that they could dance.

These six big round tables are currently occupied by less than half of the people, because Mr. He hasn't come yet, and the banquet hasn't started yet, they just got together to chat with a few acquaintances.

Ye Zhibing glanced around and found no one he knew, so he sat down alone at an empty table, waiting boredly.

After waiting for a while, Ye Zhibing felt that he needed to go to the bathroom, so he got up and walked outside.

After asking the waiter wearing a black vest standing at the door, Ye Zhibing knew the location of the bathroom, so he walked over there.

Coming out of the bathroom, Ye Zhibing saw a woman standing and smoking a cigarette facing the window when passing by the red carpeted corridor.

One look at this woman made Ye Zhibing slow down involuntarily.

She was wearing a black evening dress, wine-red curly hair, and a bulging figure. That face was extremely delicate. Ye Zhibing just looked at a side face, and his breathing became short of breath.

A beautiful woman is God's work of art. This beauty is a masterpiece that God has put a lot of thought into. Even her posture of smoking a slender lady's cigarette is so pleasing to the eye.

When Ye Zhibing passed by this beauty, he touched his pockets, and also wanted to stand beside her and smoke a cigarette, to see if there was a chance to strike up a conversation.

Unexpectedly, after groping, I found that I brought a pack of cigarettes, but I didn't bring a lighter.

This also gave Ye Zhibing an idea, he took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, walked up to the woman, asked with a sideways smile, "Hello, can I borrow a fire from you?"

Hearing Ye Zhibing's voice, the beauty turned her head and presented her face in front of Ye Zhibing.

The complexion of that face is fat, the beautiful eyes are looking forward, the peach cheeks are smiling, the words are not spoken, the breath is like orchid, it is indescribably gentle and pleasant.

The beauty smiled slightly, without saying a word, took out a silver DUPONT lighter from the small bag in her hand and handed it to Ye Zhibing.

Ye Zhibing took the lighter, lit his cigarette with a snap, and returned the lighter to the beauty.

The beauty took the lighter, put it in her bag, and turned her head to continue looking out the window.

Ye Zhibing looked out of the window curiously, and saw that it was in the direction of the hotel gate, there were many people coming in and out, and there was nothing special about it.

The two smoked in silence for a while, Ye Zhibing couldn't help it, and asked, "Can I ask your name?"

The beauty just finished smoking her cigarette, so she snuffed it out on the trash can next to her, and then asked Ye Zhibing, "Why do you want to know my name?"

Ye Zhibing froze for a moment, why?
Isn't it because she is a beauty?

If she looks ordinary, I'm afraid I won't stop.

This is the beautiful woman everyone loves, there is no reason, just because of liking.

The corner of the beauty's mouth raised slightly, she glanced at Ye Zhibing, said nothing, then turned and left.

Ye Zhibing had never felt such a sense of loss, as if he had been defeated by something.

But he didn't know what defeated him.

He just simply admired the woman's beauty, and didn't want to have anything to do with her.

That's all, so why is there a sense of loss?
If you don't want to be strong, you have no ideas, but you have a sense of frustration. It seems that you are not without desires.

Ye Zhibing summed it up and came to a conclusion.