Three scaled-down bosses come to visit with tens of billions of assets

Outside the banquet hall.

With the appearance of this noble figure, the focus of the entire banquet instantly shifted to him.

While everyone's attention was focused on the president of Shengjing Group, Song Jinshan strode towards his little wife with his heart pounding.

at the same time.

The host of the banquet hall today, Lu Xiaohe, did not change the direction of his steps because of the sound outside the door.

He frowned and quickened his pace towards Jiang Pianzhi.

Mrs. Song struggled, trying to pull her arms out of the hands of several researchers. She struggled for a while, but it was useless. Her face turned pale and her voice became sharp: "What on earth do you want to do?! Let go! I am the wife of the CEO of Song Airlines, how dare you touch me?!"

Jiang Pianzhi stared at her calmly, then made a gesture to keep her quiet: "Keep your voice down, my husband is a good person, if he hears you, he won't let you go so easily."

I heard the word "protecting one's shortcomings".

Mrs. Song's face became even uglier. She caught a glimpse of the middle-aged man who was walking towards her quickly. Finally, a trace of excitement appeared on Mrs. Song's face. She felt wronged, and her voice was not as sharp as before. She looked pitiful and said, "Husband! Husband, look at them! These are the people who hate the Lu Group. They treated me like this, you must not let them go!"

Song Jinshan frowned, his eyes swept across Jiang Pianzhi's already wet dress, and then moved his gaze to his wife's equally wet dress.

Just a glance.

He basically guessed what happened.

Song Jinshan's face turned black, and he shouted angrily: "What's going on?! Didn't I tell you not to cause trouble? I'll have someone send you back now!"

Song Jinshan grabbed his wife's arm and was about to drag her away.

Without Jiang Pianzhi's words, the researchers did not dare to let Mrs. Song go.

Their eyes fell on Jiang Pianzhi, waiting for her to speak and make a decision.

Jiang Pianzhi's expression remained calm, and her eyes fell on Song Jinshan: "Discipline your wife. Today is Lu Airlines' celebration banquet. I don't want to make a scene. You can take her away."

From beginning to end, Jiang Pianzhi's tone was indifferent, without the slightest emotional fluctuation.

She glanced at several researchers.

Immediately, several researchers let go of Mrs. Song's arms.

Song Jinshan breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately smiled and thanked Jiang Pianzhi: "Madam, I apologize to you on behalf of my wife. I don't know what to call you?"

Jiang Pianzhi frowned slightly.

I had no intention of revealing my identity.

Song Jinshan smiled awkwardly: "Madam, for what happened today, I hope to come to your house and apologize in person some other day. This is my business card. If possible, can you leave me one?"

Jiang Pianzhi: "No need."

"Professor Jiang, what happened just now?" Lu Xiaohe walked over quickly and broke the awkward atmosphere between them.

Jiang Pianzhi shook her head: "Nothing, Mr. Lu, can I borrow the dressing room upstairs?"

After hearing this, Lu Xiaohe noticed that Jiang Pianzhi's dress was soaked.

He nodded immediately: "Okay, Professor Jiang, please follow me."

When Jiang Pianzhi followed Lu Xiaohe upstairs to change into her dress, she glanced at the four little ones who had sat in the corner as soon as she entered the door.

Seeing that these four little guys didn’t notice what was happening on her side.

Jiang Pianzhi laughed and shook her head, then followed Lu Xiaohe upstairs.

Jiang Pianzhi just left.

Several researchers glared at Song Jinshan and his wife. "Our Professor Jiang will not pursue this matter this time, but next time, if you dare to bully our Professor Jiang again, I will make sure you have a taste of my fist!"

Mrs. Song's face was pale, hiding behind Song Jinshan: "Husband, look at him! I am your wife after all, are you just going to let others bully me like this?"

Song Jinshan said gloomily, "You, you almost caused me a disaster! Just be thankful that the lady didn't cause you any trouble!"

Mrs. Song curled her lips and said indifferently: "Isn't he just a wage earner? What's so great about him?"

"Shut up!" Song Jinshan's face turned pale. Before Mr. He at the door came over, he quickly pulled his wife and left temporarily.

the other side.

Located at the entrance of the banquet hall.

He Licun frowned and stared at the group of bosses who surrounded him. He was somewhat displeased and glanced coldly at the subordinates around him, seeming to be very dissatisfied with him for exposing his identity.

The subordinates could only shrink their necks and dared not say a word.

corner.

The four little ones who were sitting on the sofa escaped before the group of researchers started chatting with their mother.

Because there were already many people chatting in the hall, and there was also a violin band playing, they did not notice what happened to Jiang Pianzhi just now.

Little Xingxing held a large glass of freshly squeezed orange juice, stretched his head and looked at the contents in his two brothers' computers.

Xiaonian is not idle at this moment. Ever since Dean Chen discovered that Xiaonian has a good talent in mathematics, Xiaonian has been assigned a lot of tasks.

At this moment, she was frowning and busy solving the math problems given by Professor Chen.

Xiao Xingxing was too bored. He looked at the contents of his two brothers' computer screens for a while, then turned to look at the math formula that his sister Xiaonian was solving.

Xiao Xingxing licked her lips eagerly and hugged Xiaonian's arm coquettishly: "Sister, do you want Xingxing to help you write? Xingxing is really bored, sister will let Xingxing play for a while, okay?"

This requirement must be met!

Xiaonian's frown instantly relaxed. She looked at her brother Xingxing with a sly smile and said, "Are you sure you want to help me write it?"

In order to show her determination, Xingxing straightened her waist and her round belly stood out.

Xiaonian's smile became even more intense. She stood up, carried her brother Xingxing to the seat she had just sat, and handed him the pen: "Promise, don't tell Grandpa Chen!"

Xingxing nodded vigorously: "Yes, yes, Xingxing knows! Xingxing promises not to tell Grandpa Chen!"

His words had just fallen.

Professor Chen's voice came from Xiaohan's computer speakers: "Wake up, what did you just say that you can't let Grandpa Chen know?"

Xingxing picked up the pen and was thinking about the formula in front of her. She answered subconsciously, "Of course Xingxing helped her sister answer the questions, but Grandpa Chen couldn't know."

Xiaonian: "..."

Professor Chen on the other end of the phone was choked and laughed out loud: "Xiao Nian, what's going on?"