My CEO Bai Fumei’s wife

"Wenwen!"

As soon as the beautiful beauty finished speaking, a young man wearing a Rolex watch and exuding the aura of a wealthy man walked down the spiral staircase with a step that he didn't recognize his relatives.

Qin Weier dressed very low-key tonight and did not attract too much attention from the rich second generation.

After just a quick glance, he hugged the pretty girl's waist and kissed her on the face: "What are you doing here, your friend?"

"Oh, how could I have such a countryman friend!"

The pretty girl rolled her eyes and said.

"Let's go then, a noble young man from Beijing is coming soon!"

The rich second generation said mysteriously.

"Wait a minute, honey, this guy secretly filmed me, I have to ask him to delete the video!"

The beautiful woman looks very delicate in front of the rich second generation.

"Oh, there is such a thing?"

The rich second generation's eyebrows suddenly stood up and he glared at Qin Yu: "You dare to secretly photograph my girlfriend? Are you looking for death? You country boy, do you know how many bones are lying under the Huangpu River? Give it to me quickly My girlfriend apologizes and deletes the video, or I will kill you!"

"You want to kill me?"

Qin Yu was sitting, but when he saw the rich second generation and the gold-worshiping girl, he stood up slowly.

He is more than 1.8 meters tall, more than half a head taller than the rich second generation in front of him.

He narrowed his eyes, released a bit of warrior aura, and asked lightly: "Will you say it again?"

"I"

In front of ordinary people, warriors are equivalent to savage beasts.

The strong sense of oppression exuded by Qin Yu made the rich second generation suddenly lose their temper. They may be arrogant and domineering, but they are definitely not stupid.

His Adam's apple slipped, and then he said angrily: "Lian Jiazi, right? You're so good, we'll see!"

After saying that, the rich second generation pulled the gold digger girl up the stairs.

"hehe."

Qin Yu shook his head and smiled bitterly. Why are there such rich second generations who don't open their eyes everywhere?

"Brother, your fame is in the capital. It's normal for the rich second generation here in the capital not to know you!"

After Qin Weier pulled up the chair and sat down, she curled her lips and said.

"Ignore them. By the way, Weier, that gold-worshiping girl just now knew you. What's going on?"

Qin Yu waved his hand, looked at his sister and asked.

"Oh, her name is Zhu Wen, and she is also a flight attendant. She is a local from Shanghai, and she has a strong sense of superiority in our company. However, the company's leaders take good care of me, so they are a little bit targeted at me."

Qin Weier explained.

"I see. It seems like she doesn't know your true identity?"

Qin Yu nodded.

Even if Zhu Wen is a local, her status is still far inferior to that of her younger sister, the eldest daughter of the Qin family, right?

"I am in the company and have never told my identity!"

Qin Weier will not become arrogant or arrogant just because she is Qin Zhengdong's daughter.

If that were the case, she wouldn't go back to work at the airline.

"Then let's order food and some more special snacks. Pack them up later and bring them to Phoenix. She's not feeling well and didn't come with her!"

Qin Yu must still be thinking about Phoenix and plans to order some special snacks and take them back.

"Ok!"

Qin Weier opened the menu and started ordering.

At this time, there is a private room upstairs.

Xia Haoran, the second-generation rich man, took Zhu Wen with him. As soon as he walked in, he started showing off: "Brothers, it's your first time meeting Wenwen. How is it? She's a stewardess. She has a good temperament and a good figure!"

"Yes, yes, this guy is taller than you!"

"Hey, you have to put your feet up and kiss!"

"Don't you understand this? It doesn't matter if the two ends are aligned, as long as the middle is aligned!"

A group of rich second-generation people in the box all laughed and said.

Although Zhu Wen is a local in Magic City, everywhere, locals can be divided into rich and poor.

Zhu Wen belongs to the kind of local who has little money and has lived in the suburbs of Shanghai for generations.

However, she has a good figure and a pretty face, and she became a stewardess. After catching up with Xia Haoran in front of me, I became a canary and followed him in and out of various high-end occasions.

Facing the teasing of this group of rich second-generation people, she didn't look angry at all. Instead, she pursed her lips and smiled a bit.

The word "double standards" is interpreted vividly.

"squeak"

At this time, the box door opened, and two more young men came in, but they were obviously of a higher rank than those present.

Because the other rich second generation stood up one after another and shouted with a flattering look on their faces: "Young Master Huang, Young Master Zhou!"

"Master Chen will be here soon. One of you, please give up your seat!"

One of the rich second generation said in a commanding tone.

"Uh"

Although his move was a bit humiliating, his identity and status were there. Moreover, tonight's "Young Master Chen" is indeed of great background, and the private rooms at the Bund Hotel are fully booked, so it is definitely too late to change now.

You can't. When people come, a group of people have to squeeze in to eat. That's too cheap!

swish

Almost all the second-generation rich people in the box have their eyes on Xia Haoran: "Please give up your position. Anyway, with your rank, it is difficult to have any contact with Mr. Chen!"

"what?"

Xia Haoran's face turned green. He finally found an opportunity to curry favor with "Young Master Chen", but was kicked out of the box?

"What, you're not happy?"

The later rich second generation glanced at Xia Haoran slightly.

"No, no, I'll leave with Wenwen right away!"

How dare Xia Haoran offend the two rich second generations in front of him? In this circle, the hierarchy is also very strict.

There is no way, among this group of people, who has the least money and the weakest power in his family?

"Then everyone eat well, drink well, and say hello to Mr. Chen for me!"

Xia Haoran smiled and pulled Zhu Wen out of the box.

"Young Master Xia, they are too bullying!"

Zhu Wen stamped her foot, a little unhappy.

"Hush, you know nothing. Mr. Chen who is here this time is the son of Chen Xiaohua, the vice president of the Beijing Chamber of Commerce. Who dares to neglect him?"

Xia Haoran quickly covered Zhu Wen's mouth, pulled him downstairs and said, "Let's eat in the hall. When they are almost done eating, we will find a chance to toast Mr. Chen with a drink!"

"Oh fine!"

Zhu Wen curled her lips and returned to the hall with her boyfriend.

Qin Yu's side has already started serving food. I was afraid that the snacks would get cold, so I asked the waiter to bring the packaging boxes and pack them in advance to keep them warm.

"Humph, you are really a country boy. You have been frugal and frugal for months. You come here to have a meal, and you have to pack it up and go back. How shameful!"

Zhu Wen and her boyfriend were kicked out of the box, and they felt uncomfortable.

Seeing Qin Yu and the others packing meals, he said sarcastically loudly.

"Okay, let's eat our own food and ignore these country people!"

Xia Haoran pulled Zhu Wen to sit down, opened the menu and started ordering. Later, I also ordered a bottle of red wine, which seemed to be quite impressive.

Eat and drink, almost half an hour later.

There was a sound of footsteps at the top of the stairs.

Xia Haoran raised his head, and a rich second-generation man wearing a suit with an arrogant look on his eyebrows walked down with a glass of red wine among the stars of other rich second-generation people.

"Fuck, Mr. Chen toasted me!"

Xia Haoran stood up quickly, almost crying with excitement.