Tianting Garbage Recycling King

Chapter 436
At eight o'clock in the evening, Marriott International, the banquet venue is located in the lobby on the fifteenth floor. Tianting Group directly booked this floor, and with the layout of the venue, it cost nearly 15 yuan.

When Zhang Xianqu knew this number, he was dazzled for a while, but fortunately, he had more contacts, so he didn't shout as much as before.

When the three of them came to the hotel, Zhang Xianqu met his assistant Jing Qinghong, an unattractive man who was not much older than himself, but he was a top student in foreign economics and management with a double bachelor's degree.

Zhang Xianqu didn't have the temper of a vice president in front of his assistants. Compared with Jing Qinghong, if he didn't have a good classmate, he would be a scum in everything.

After getting on the elevator, Jing Qinghong looked at Fan Denglong curiously. This was the first time he met the big boss of the company.

Jing Qinghong also knew something about the family history of the big boss, and there was some admiration besides admiration.

There are a lot of people invited tonight, besides some distributors, there are actually some talkative people in Guangdong Province, as well as the CEOs of companies who want to cooperate with Tianting Group, adding up to more than 100 people.

"Is there any problem with security measures?"

Fan Denglong asked casually, Jing Qinghong nodded, and said, "Mr. Fan, there is no problem. A powerful security company in Guangzhou is responsible for this."

Afterwards, Fan Denglong didn't ask any more questions. He found a relatively remote corner and asked He Yuexian to sit down. Then he said to Jing Qinghong, "Go and do your work. Today is your performance. I'm just an audience."

Zhang Xianqu was still a little dazed, there were still about twenty minutes before the banquet started, but he didn't know what he should do.

"Mr. Zhang, follow me."

Jing Qinghong saw Zhang Xianqu's nervousness, smiled slightly, and took him to the prepared room. In addition to familiarizing himself with the process and speaking again, Jing Qinghong also told him who might need to talk to him later of.

Zhang Xianqu looked at Jing Qinghong in a daze, and said, "Assistant Jing, do you think it's appropriate for me to appear tonight?"

The confidence and courage that he mustered at the beginning are gone by this time. The people he will meet later are either worth over [-] million or have a wide network of contacts. When chatting with these people, he may not even know how to say a word. , even if he spoke, it would probably be a joke.

One side is from an ordinary employee background, and the other side is from the local tyrant circle, there is no intersection between the two.What other people talk about is that a business has earned millions, and what you are talking about is talking about the next few clients, and the monthly commission will be hundreds or thousands, ha ha.

Jing Qinghong was taken aback by the question, and then said with a smile: "Mr. Zhang, I'm afraid you have to ask Mr. Fan yourself."

"If I told him it was useful, I wouldn't come here."

"I don't know what you think, but I know what Fan always thinks."

Hey, Zhang Xianqu looked at the assistant.

"You are now the vice president of the group, and you are responsible for the group's sales in the south. Who you want to cooperate with and who you don't want to cooperate with are all up to you. Don't look at the people who came here today. Get up, you are the protagonist."

"Now the group's drinks and fruit wine are well-known in the country. There are many people who have sharpened their heads and want to build a good relationship with you. Even if you talk to those local tyrants about architecture later, they will have to talk nonsense to you After chatting for a few words, the final result will definitely be a joy for the host and guest.”

Zhang Xianqu looked at his assistant in surprise, Jing Qinghong smiled slightly, and said again: "Of course, I don't think you will talk about architecture with others, right?"

At 08:30, almost all the people who received the invitations came, and the one who attracted the most attention was of course the actress Su Xinyue who paid a lot of money.

Dressed in a cool attire, the assistant greeted and hugged, and responded indifferently to the people who came up to say hello, full of celebrity style.

Fan Denglong and He Yuexian were sitting on the booth in the corner, drinking a glass of drink, He Yuexian looked down at the tablet.

Fortunately, no one paid attention to this place, otherwise He Yuexian would have taken Su Xinyue's limelight tonight.

"Fairy, how do you practice mind reading?"

From the beginning to the first stage of cultivation, this process is particularly long for Fan Denglong, especially every time He Yuexian makes a move, he always makes Fan Denglong a little envious.

"I want to run before I even know how to walk," He Yuexian said without raising her head, "First lay a good foundation, and don't take too many steps."

This kind of consolation is based on the fact that the fairies are already desperate. With Fan Denglong's current cultivation speed, He Yuexian is very grateful that he can achieve the expected goal within three to fifty years.

"Oh, when will we have to wait?"

"Let's talk about it when you can release your aura,"

Fan Denglong simply stopped talking. He, a rookie who just entered the practice, had a conversation with a real god. Although the treatment was very good, the content of the conversation was always a bit shocking.

Fan Denglong simply closed his eyes and continued his practice.

However, he always felt that if he was really a savior, he would definitely not take an ordinary path.

Especially the mysterious True Dragon Seal, even He Yuexian only knew that it was an ancient treasure, and it was not clear what its specific function was.

The True Dragon Seal, which has not appeared for tens of thousands of years, is lodged in the mind of a mortal. No matter how you look at it, it is strange.

The charity party started, and Zhang Xianqu delivered a speech on behalf of Tianting Group. All the people present were surprised by the sudden appearance of the vice president of the group, but as Fan Denglong and Jing Qinghong said, everyone seemed to be watching Not a trace of doubt and disdain.

There was trembling at the beginning of his speech, as if he had never been through such a big scene, but in the end he gradually calmed down, and his speech became lively and humorous.

Needless to say, Jing Qinghong really has a few brushes.

On the back row of chairs, a young girl covered her mouth in surprise, pointed at the speaker on the stage, and almost screamed.

Sitting next to her was a man in his 40s, and the girl was somewhat similar to him.

"A Ning, what's wrong?"

"Dad, that person looks familiar." The girl called Ah Ning had an incredulous look in her eyes, and pointed to the stage, but then shook her head.

One is a successful man with a funny speech and a decent suit, and the other is a delivery boy who is sweating profusely and nervous about speaking.

When these two figures overlap, no one can naively think that they are one person.

"Maybe I met him by chance somewhere before," the girl gave another explanation, and took out her mobile phone from her pocket, which had a contact number on it.

"Thank you again for your kind presence. The next part is today's main session. I invite superstar Su Xinyue."

After Zhang Xianqu finished speaking, he walked down quickly and wiped his hands on the legs of his trousers, which was covered with sweat.

(End of this chapter)