My Life Can Hang

Song Meng felt a little regretful that Chen Dongcheng couldn't see the moment when she was picked by the dean.

"Mengmeng, look!"

Su Lili was looking around, and suddenly noticed that Chen Dongcheng, accompanied by a middle-aged man, went straight to their direction.

As soon as Song Meng turned around, she just met Chen Dongcheng's eyes, and her eyes were full of surprises.

Chen Dongcheng pointed at Song Meng: "Director Zhang, you see my girlfriend is there, can you let me sit beside her."

Director Zhang nodded knowingly and said with a smile, "Leave it to me."

Then Zhang Yuxin walked over to Song Meng and said a few words to the two boys beside her.

The two boys quickly got up and gave up their seats.

"Mr. Chen, it just so happens that I'm fine, so I'll stay with you for a while and talk about the Cao Cao Group's recruitment to our school."

Zhang Yuxin worked so hard, so naturally he wanted something.

Chen Dongcheng smiled and nodded: "No problem, the company under my name is very short of people, and the talents of Peking University are still very sought-after."

"Haha, among the MBA graduates this year, there are many good seedlings. I didn't expect that President Chen's girlfriend is also in our school."

Zhang Yuxin sighed a little. If he had known earlier and had been exposed to the media, wouldn't the copy of Milk Tea East come out?

On the other side, Su Lili and the others had strange brilliance in their eyes.

Some men really exude fatal charm all the time.

Su Lili made a little comparison, and almost turned her teeth sour.

They are all boyfriends, and the one of my own can't even dream of reaching the level of Chen Dongcheng.

How much energy would it be to have the director of the Career Center of Peking University personally accompany him?

Song Meng quietly stretched out her left hand to Chen Dongcheng's right hand. Chen Dongcheng was chatting with Zhang Yuxin and clasped her fingers tightly together.

When Su Lili and the others saw it, they thought it was a bit sweet.

Responsible for presiding over the graduation ceremony is Zhao Kailong, assistant to the dean of Guanghua School of Management.

The entire ceremony process was not very important, until Song Meng came to the stage, Chen Dongcheng's attention suddenly focused, and he carefully watched the ear-picking ceremony, which did not exceed ten seconds in total.

Song Meng also noticed Chen Dongcheng's focused gaze under the stage, smiled shyly, and stepped down to return to her boyfriend.

"Do you want to be so sweet, I really can't stand it!"

Su Lili and the others laughed and joked, Song Meng rested her head on Chen Dongcheng's shoulder, and her inner happiness was about to overflow.

After the whole process was over, Guanghua School of Management ingeniously sent out a puzzle engraved with each person's name.

The implication is that when they return to Guanghua again five years later, they will complete this agreement together and spell out the picture completely.

"Mr. Chen, then I won't bother you any more. I will contact the admissions officer of your company and communicate with them well."

Zhang Yuxin took the initiative to leave after the ceremony was over.

Chen Dongcheng shook hands and thanked Zhang Yuxin before taking Song Meng out of the lecture hall.

The sun outside was just right, and there were a few white clouds floating in the blue sky.

Holding a graduation certificate in his hand, wearing a bachelor's uniform, holding his beloved, with a sweet smile on his face.

Xie Jingyu turned into a photographer at this time and kept taking pictures.

Boya Tower, Library, Weiming Lake...

All the places that can be shot, Chen Dongcheng patiently accompanies Song Meng to take pictures one by one.

The weather is a bit nasty, and summer in the capital is not very friendly. When they got into the car, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"Where to go next?"

Song Meng wondered, "Aren't you going to the company?"

"I'll be with you for the past two days. When you want to go, I'll arrange my own itinerary."

"Really?"

Song Meng immediately instructed the driver excitedly: "Please take us to the World Trade Street."

The driver immediately started the Maybach and set off towards the World Trade Center.

After walking around again, my legs became weak, and it was very easy to brush [-] steps.

There are so many shopping bags that the trunk of the Maybach is full.

Back to the hotel to rest for a while, take a bath and take a nap, it was already dark.

In the capital city at night, the noise is even worse. There are a lot of bars near the InterContinental Hotel.

As for the nightclubs over there, there are even more outrageous ones.

Song Meng wanted to go to a nightclub a little bit, but Chen Dongcheng would naturally not object.

However, the two of them alone had no atmosphere, so they called Su Lili and the three directly.

These three girls have all found jobs in the capital, and it seems that they plan to settle down in the capital.

"Which one shall we choose?"

Song Meng flipped through the posts on the Internet and looked at Chen Dongcheng tangled.

"Just order Mr. Thirteen."

"Oh, then I call it online?"

"That's not necessary, you directly explain to Su Lili and bring her boyfriend."

After finishing the game, Chen Dongcheng asked for a BMW 740 directly from the hotel, and drove Song Meng to Mr. Thirteen at Gongti.

"It's all sports cars, and every car is full of beautiful women."

In just a short while, Song Meng saw several beauties in super shorts getting off the sports car.

In contrast, their BMW 740 has no sense of existence.

There are Lamborghinis, Ferraris, Aston Martins all over the place.

This BMW 740 needs no noise, and the price is average.

It is only suitable for business reception, not for flirting.

There are special valet parking cars here in the Gongti, otherwise the parking space is so far away from the nightclub, the female companions on high heels will not feel good.

Chen Dongcheng handed over the key to a valet parking attendant, added a tip of 200, and immediately took the car key respectfully.

"thank you boss."

Whether the car is expensive or not is one aspect that determines the service attitude, and it is more important whether the boss is bold or not.

Just at the door of Mr. Thirteen, I saw a red Ferrari approaching.

The sound of bombing the street came, and Su Lili, who was wearing a sexy tube top dress, drove the car.

"Ok?"

Song Meng waited for the car to stop, and asked curiously, "Where's Zhao Rui?"

"He, I went drinking with my friends. I drank too much. I just came here by myself."

Su Lili smiled and handed over the car keys to the waiter on the side. Then she hugged Song Meng and said hello to Chen Dongcheng.

After a while, the other two girls also arrived.

It was obvious that she had dressed herself carefully and did not want to be a foil for Song Meng and Su Lili.

Originally, the appearance was not bad, and when the small leather skirt was worn, only the sexy white collarbone was exposed.

In a place like a nightclub where hormones are already strong, the eyes of the wolves kept looking over.

Su Lili was accustomed to the gazes of those men, she lifted her hair and asked with a smile, "Have you booked a table yet?"

"Not yet, I'm afraid the phone number I found online is not reliable."

"Then let me get in touch. I've been with Zhao Rui a few times before, and the sales can give you something more."

Su Lili contacted the other party, and soon a young man in his early twenties walked out of the nightclub.

After nodding and bowing, he greeted them and invited them in.

"Sister Su, what do you think we should do?"

"Listen to President Chen."

Su Lili pushed the menu in front of Chen Dongcheng, she didn't dare to take over.

"Well... I want the package of Remy Martin Louis XIII, plus 10 flowers of Paris."

After Chen Dongcheng finished ordering, he looked at Su Lili and the others.

The girl's suspender slipped off at some point, and half of it was exposed.

Chen Dongcheng asked calmly, "What do you guys want to look at?"

Su Lili always comes to nightclubs to play. As soon as she listens to the package, she knows the approximate price. She shook her head and smiled and said, "Enough is enough, it has to be fifty thousand, right?"

The sales guy nodded quickly: "Enough, now a total of 53680."

"That's all."

"Okay, how do you pay?"

"Swipe your card."

The centurion's black gold card flashed past, and the sales guy was stunned for a moment, and became more respectful: "Okay, please wait a moment."

This kind of card, the sales guy has only heard about it from friends before.

Anyone who uses the ICBC Black Gold Card is definitely the owner of the money.

Just lick it hard and you're done.

Swipe the card to sign the order, and the sales guy quickly brushed his presence.

"Thank you for supporting me. I'll give a few more snacks, and I'll give you a fruit plate."

"Thank you, Bixin."