She was fired after she refused to be the CEO's dog licker.

It was close to midnight when Wu Ling and I successfully left the Vienna Winery.

The person in charge of the hotel personally arranged seven business seats. Before leaving, he stood in front of the car door and apologized to us: "The reception was not good tonight, which shocked the two of us."

He was so polite that Wu Ling and I thought it was an illusion.

When it came to Zhou Hanzhi's sudden appearance, Wu Ling and I were both confused.

"Perhaps Zhou Hanzhi happened to bump into him when he came to discuss business," Wu Ling analyzed carefully. "Last year, Rongyu's annual meeting was held in the largest banquet hall here. It's not surprising that he would show up."

But not only did he show up, he also coincidentally appeared in the private room reserved by Song Feng.

And we insisted that we were here to raise money.

"Is he not mistaken? We are asking Song Feng to raise funds?" Wu Ling looked disdainful and said angrily: "Who does he think we are?"

Just be willing to fall, Zhou Hanzhi’s original words.

This is another big hat that President Zhou Da has slapped on me tonight.

But what does it matter? There are more than just one label he put on me. It doesn’t matter if there is one more or one less.

"Do you think Zhou Hanzhi listened to Lin Xixi's gossip again, and that's why he looked at us like this?" Wu Ling activated his smart brain and analyzed: "Don't forget, in the hospital this morning, the little girl looked at us We’ll be fine for a while.”

I pondered for a moment, recalled Zhang Jiahao's phone call, and asked Wu Ling: "You and that bitch ex-husband..."

"We already said we are ex-husbands, what else can we do..." Wu Ling asked, "When we get the ownership of the project, will we be left with little brothers?"

That’s right, I’ve already let the word out, and finding ways to raise funds is the key.

"Sunday's reception banquet," I leaned on Wu Ling's shoulder and said seriously, "we can't make any trouble."

Wu Ling nodded: "Yes, that is our last chance."

Time flies and the weekend comes.

Feng Wenzhuo arranged the reception banquet at his private manor, and the time was set at 7:30 in the evening.

After Wu Ling and I simply packed up, we headed to the manor in the southern suburbs. When we arrived at the location, we were stunned by the Baroque-style manor covering an area of ​​more than a thousand acres.

The servant in charge of the reception told us that the manor is divided into three parts: the palace, the garden and the natural countryside. Although Feng Wenzhuo's name is signed, he rarely comes here on weekdays. Only when he entertains guests a few times, this place is open. Open to the public.

We have benefited from the harsh winter.

And Yan Dong has to attend with his family tonight, so he and we are divided into two groups.

When Wu Ling and I entered the palace, there were already a lot of people standing in the living room, including some well-dressed gentlemen and ladies. One glance showed that the background was not simple.

We found a corner and used it as a backdrop.

While tasting the desserts, Wu Ling and I did not forget to admire the oil paintings on the walls, the sculptures in the corners, and various exquisite furniture. While sighing at the richness of Mr. Feng, we imagined that one day we could live such a life.

Time passed by, and just as we were discussing how many Roman columns we should install in the house, the call of severe winter came to my ears.

"Nan Xu, have you been here for a long time?"

I followed the sound and saw Yan Dong in a dark blue striped suit slowly walking towards us.

The style of the peaked collar is moderate in width, making it classic and elegant when worn in the harsh winter. The waistline of the suit is reasonably shrunk, which appropriately modifies his figure. Even the trousers that no one cares about are cut very finely to set off the figure. The man is calm and peaceful, with an outstanding temperament.

It also attracted the attention of many wealthy daughters.

This is also the first time that I feel that wearing formal clothes in the cold winter seems not bad.

"Nan Xu, my mother is in the main hall." As we got closer, Yan Dong glanced at me and said cautiously, "I want to see you."

I looked at Yan Dong in surprise. Before I could respond, I heard Wu Ling say, "Then go quickly and get to know him in advance."

She said and winked at me.

The elders invited me, so I naturally had no reason to refuse, so I followed Yan Dong to the main hall.

From a distance, I saw a plainly dressed middle-aged woman standing there, with a slender figure, narrow eyebrows and narrow eyes. Her black hair was pulled back, with a faint smile on her lips, gentle and dignified.

She has no accessories except for the jade bracelet on her wrist, but at first glance, she has a gentle aura mixed with aura, and the aura contains tolerance, like an elegant plum, neither fighting nor grabbing, and exhaling its fragrance alone.

For some reason, when I saw her, I suddenly thought of Shen Hualan.

She has a famous brand of mink fur, red lips and white teeth. She obviously strives for the best in food and clothing, but in terms of temperament, she is thousands of miles away from Mrs. Yan.

That is the attitude of being wealthy since childhood, and it is not a temperament that can be simply decorated with money.

"This is Miss Meng," a soft voice fell into my ears. Mrs. Yan looked at me tenderly and said, "I often hear Dong'er mention you, and I finally have the honor to meet you today."

I greeted her politely, and then heard Mrs. Yan say, "It's just like what Dong'er described. She's beautiful on the outside, smart on the inside, and naturally beautiful."

Words of praise were whispered in their ears, and others also looked over. Some familiar people were gossiping: "Oh, Mrs. Yan, could this be the girlfriend that Professor Yan has been hiding?"

Just as I was about to explain, I heard Mrs. Yan say, "Doug's good friend, Miss Meng, Dong'er is stupid and has not yet been able to win over Miss Meng's heart."

"Ahem," Yan Dong clenched a fist with one hand and put it to his mouth, glanced at me, and said warmly, "Mom, the people from Nanxu are still here, why can't you say a few nice things about me and still tease me in front of your relatives and friends? "

Mrs. Yan smiled slightly, then took my hand and said, "Miss Meng, please don't show up. Although Dong'er looks as serious and dull as his old scholar father, in fact, he has inherited my sense of humor. It won’t be boring to get along with you.”

"Mrs. Yan, Yan Dong and I..."

"Auntie understands," Mrs. Yan gently patted the back of my hand and said half-jokingly, "For Auntie's sake, Miss Meng remember to have more opportunities with Dong'er, okay?"

My face turned red and I was so embarrassed that I couldn't speak.

I have seen sarcasm before, but today I saw the power of soft words.

Yan Dong seemed to have seen what I was thinking, and immediately came over and said, "Okay, Mom, aunts and uncles, please spare me. If you keep teasing me like this, what will happen if Nan Xu turns around and blacklists me?" ?”

There was another burst of laughter, but this laughter was for the severe winter.

But the atmosphere was more harmonious than I imagined.

Please, we are here to do business tonight, why should we act like a blind date party?

I could only wink at Yan Dong secretly.

"Be patient," Yan Dong leaned over and leaned towards me, saying, "When Yan Zhi comes over, their guns will change direction."

I didn't expect that I could still laugh at myself in such a harsh winter, so I twitched my lips and started laughing.

It was at this time that the commotion at the door reached our ears.

Yan Dong and I looked over at the same time and saw the servant half-hunched over, extending his hand to greet the guest and saying, "Mr. Zhou, please come in."