Movie king always wants to show affection

In the banquet hall of a luxury hotel in the imperial capital, successful people in various suits and leather shoes and their family members came to Feng Lingzhi's birthday ceremony.

Feng Lingzhi greeted the guests at the door: "Mr. Zhao, your son is young and promising!" The people who came were either business partners or people with status and status. Feng Lingzhi, as a birthday star, could not despise the guests.

Feng Wenbin greeted the visitors at the door with good words: "Mr. Wang is here, Mrs. Wang is so beautiful, Mrs. Wang is so lucky, you and your wife go and sit inside first."

"Hey, Mr. Ji, you came here by yourself?" Feng Wenbin saw Ji Mingde coming alone, and took him in.

The two of them not only have that one cooperation, the business circle in the imperial capital is neither small nor big, and the two of them occasionally meet at the tables of various commercial wine bureaus.

Because that time Feng Wenbin took Ji Mingde to the riverside, the address between the two did not change after that, but they were a little closer than the other bosses who ate with them.

"Well, I came alone." Ji Mingde said, "Why? You are not allowed to go to the ceremony alone?"

Feng Wenbin joked: "How can I, I will let you come if you give me the money."

Most of the people who came were middle-aged people with family members, or brought their wives, or brought their sons who wanted to inherit the family business to meet others.

"I'll introduce someone to you." Fearing that Ji Mingde would be embarrassed if he couldn't find someone to talk to when he came in alone, Feng Wenbin led him in and walked towards Yuan Zejia who was holding a wine glass and chatting with a boss.

"Mr. Xue." Feng Wenbin greeted the person who chatted with Yuan Zejia first, and then said to Yuan Zejia, "Cousin, this is Mr. Ji Mingde from Kangde Company. You know each other."

"President Ji, this is my cousin, Yuan Zejia, the president of the Yuan Group." Feng Wenbin turned around and introduced to Ji Mingde.

The moment he turned around to look at Ji Mingde, he seemed to see a flash of pain in Ji Mingde's eyes, but for a moment, Feng Wenbin thought he was wrong.

how could be?Ji Mingde and his cousin probably don't know each other.

Could it be that my cousin met before going abroad?But at that time, they probably hadn't had much contact with the family's business affairs, and they often met only a few playmates who were close to the family. Those people were all known by him and Yuan Zejia. He didn't remember Ji Mingde.

"Hello, Mr. Ji." Yuan Zejia put the wine glass in his hand on the table behind him, and shook hands with Ji Mingde.

Ji Mingde quickly adjusted his mood and stretched out his hand: "Hello, Mr. Yuan."

The two shook hands and greeted politely like strangers meeting for the first time.It made Feng Wenbin think that he was thinking too much.

"You guys talk, I'll excuse you first." Feng Wenbin finished his speech and went to receive guests again.

After Feng Wenbin left, Yuan Zejia asked, "I wonder if I have met Mr. Ji before?" Yuan Zejia also did not ignore Ji Mingde's eyes just now.

"No." Ji Mingde denied, "Why did Mr. Yuan ask such a question?"

Yuan Zejia's eyes darkened and he said to himself: "It's nothing, I just think Mr. Ji looks familiar."

"I'm going to say hello to a friend." Ji Mingde couldn't stay with Yuan Zejia anymore.

"President Ji, please go ahead." Yuan Zejia stretched out his hand.

Ji Mingde turned around, his eyes were like a deep lake covered with ice, bitingly cold but shrouded in a faint and hazy sadness like a cold mist.

Knowing that Sheng Tang might be with Yuan Zejia, Ji Mingde couldn't help investigating Yuan Zejia's information. Naturally, he knew that Yuan Zejia and Feng Wenbin were cousins, so he expected that Yuan Zejia would be there if nothing happened today.

In fact, he didn't have to come here in person, especially knowing that Yuan Zejia was there, he should find some excuse not to come, but he came anyway, he wanted to see what kind of people were with Sheng Tang.

This person is very good, capable, and worthy of Shengtang.Very good, very good, you should be happy.Now that Sheng Tang has someone who loves him, you should be happy for him.

Ji Mingde told himself silently in his heart, there is nothing to be sad about, isn't this what you expected a long time ago?

Even if there is no Yuan Zejia, there will be others, right?It is you who did not choose Shengtang.

Try to avoid Sheng Tang, let yourself not see him, fill your schedule with overloaded work, don't let yourself think about him.

But it was still unspeakably uncomfortable.

I thought that I would let go of that person slowly, but now that I know that person is with someone else, and after I realize that the two of them will never have a relationship again, the feeling of despair in my heart makes him want to suffocate, more than he imagined. And pain.

"Thank you all for coming to Feng's birthday party in your busy schedule, thank you." Feng Lingzhi spoke on the host stage in front of the banquet hall when the people arrived almost.

"Feng is getting old, he can still move his old arms and legs, and enjoy his life. In the future, the Feng family will be handed over to the younger generation. Please take care of the dog." Feng Lingzhi said, patting Feng Wenbin's shoulder standing next to him.

Feng Lingzhi's big birthday banquet this time is mainly to create momentum for Feng Wenbin to take over the Feng family's company.

Next, Feng Wenbin toasted with Feng Lingzhi and those uncles and elders. After walking around, Feng Lingzhi's good conversation and insights made these old foxes in the mall change a lot about Feng Wenbin.

The main reason is that Feng Wenbin used to be like a dawdling second-generation ancestor. Although there were no exaggerated rumors about him, it still didn't make a good impression.Let them think that the only son of the Feng family has no ability and accomplishments.

Now it seems that this is definitely not the case. This young master of the Feng family is a smart person who is tight-lipped in his speech.Just listen to the rumors, you can't really believe them.

When Feng Wenbin finally had a free time, he wanted to find a place to sit down and have a rest. After looking around, Feng Wenbin found Ji Mingde who was drinking in a corner alone.

Feng Wenbin's voice was dry talking to those people, and he didn't want to be disturbed for the time being, so he walked towards Ji Mingde, and if people saw that there were people around him, then few people came to chat with him.

It was only when Feng Wenbin got closer that he saw that there was an empty red wine bottle next to Ji Mingde, and another bottle was half empty.

"Did you drink it all?" Feng Wenbin walked across to Ji Mingde, saw that Ji Mingde was still sober, picked up the wine bottle and asked, shaking it.

"En." Ji Mingde nodded, picked up the glass in his hand, and drank the rest of the wine in the glass.

"Are you trying to drink back all the gift money? Are you in a bad mood?" Feng Wenbin asked.

Feng Wenbin felt a little helpless and funny, why Ji Mingde always ran into him when he was in a bad mood.

He is almost becoming a bosom big sister who specially comforts Ji Mingde, no, it's a big brother.

Ji Mingde didn't speak, and continued to pour the wine.If other people were here, Ji Mingde would definitely pay attention to etiquette, even if he was unhappy, he would bear it.

But I don't know if it's because he has been embarrassed in front of Feng Wenbin too many times or what, but when Feng Wenbin came over, he didn't feel much and let himself drink.

Feng Wenbin snatched the wine bottle that Ji Mingde got: "Don't drink it, if you drink any more, we won't be able to recover the money from our old man's birthday banquet."

Ji Mingde raised his eyelids that had been downcast all the time, glanced at Feng Wenbin, and without robbing him, he lowered his eyelids and sat quietly.

Feng Wenbin was startled by his look.

The deep sadness in this person's eyes seemed to turn into substance and was about to overflow.

For a tall man, his appearance was particularly distressing.