Xu Suhang smiled with a pursed lips. Wu Xiong was stunned by this cute expression and said, "Sorry, the person I asked for is here." He took a step forward and gently took Chen Huayao's arm.

The man's simple and unpretentious clothes highlight his melancholy and profound poetic temperament, like an intellectual youth who came out of film and television works in the 1980s, or like an iron warrior returning from the Vietnam battlefield. Although his appearance is not outstanding, he is full of firm power and has a bizarre charm all over his body.

The woman is tall, like a fairy with grace and graceful appearance. At the age of eighteen or nineteen, just like the deep red cardamom, the leaves are gradually spreading and the flowers are gradually blooming, and the season when it is about to be released, it is extremely charming.

If Chen Huayao was alone, he wouldn't be very eye-catching. But he was born with a clothes rack and looked good in everything he wore. Standing with Xu Suhang, it was like oxygen and nitrogen producing water, causing a subtle chemical reaction without any sense of incongruity.

Wu Xiong wanted to curse "Flowers are placed on cow dung", but finally couldn't speak out and said, "Chen Huayao, be careful!"

Chen Huayao smiled slightly and said, "You are pestering my horse. It's good if I didn't settle the score with you. I dare to come here to speak loudly. Stay wherever you are cool!" He ignored him and walked into the hotel together.

The carnival reception is located on the eighth floor of the hotel. The lobby of more than 2,000 square meters has been carefully arranged for the reception held tonight, with luxurious decoration and grand layout.

There are no less than a hundred chandeliers on the ceiling, connected to each other and relatively independent. The silver thread plated on the lamps are complex and gorgeous, layered with layers. The large crystal chandeliers in the middle of the hall are hanging down from the top, divided into seven layers, emitting a soft and radiant light.

The wall lights on the side walls are not to be outdone. They are all Baroque styles from the 17th century Mediterranean. They are made of bronze and red agate is inlaid on the corners.

The entire hall has a vast space and a hundred wall lights. What is amazing is that each wall light has different shapes. Some stretch out green leaves from the lamp, some have flying wings, and some are like a fruit.

Just appreciating these exquisite wall lights of various shapes is enough to make customers linger. The value of these sets of lighting equipment is comparable to the annual output value of a medium-sized factory, which is amazing.

The smooth marble floor can reflect the scenery of the female guest's skirt. The fragrant orchids from Singapore's edges are as precious as gems. The oil paintings on the wall are classic works by Song Guhe, an impressionist master who graduated from the Arts Department of the Academy of Arts in 1982.

The cheerful Boldenberg March came to his ears, responding to the relaxed and relaxed atmosphere of the reception, and everything intertwined into a beautiful picture.

More than 20 round tables were covered with white towels and arranged in sequence. Each table was placed with ten sets of exquisite tableware, with wine and drinks in the middle. The dishes had not yet started, and the meeting arrangements were required to wait for the host and the on-site leader to speak.

Most of the visitors were already sitting, and some people were standing around talking to friends and acquaintances.

Zhou Wendi, Ye Chengning, Huang Qinghai and other members of the Wuyi Association have already entered the room, each with a female companion, wearing an elegant suit and bow tie, holding a glass of whiskey or brandy in his hand, and having a graceful conversation with people.

The students who were qualified to attend the other classes either borrow, buy or customize, and also wore the most expensive clothes in their lives.

In order to show the style of the class at the reception, some classes also call on students to conduct etiquette training to ensure that they are not too rude when they meet noble alumni. At least several girls’ necklaces on their necks make people unable to tell whether it is jade or glass.

In addition to students of our school, special guests, there are also outstanding students from Chunhua University, University of Science and Technology, exchange students from some famous universities in Europe, America, Japan, South Korea and Australia, and international students from four continents, black, white, brown, and red, which are very eye-catching among the crowd.

Zhou Wendi gently touched the wine glass in his hand, making a crisp sound of dinging, saying, "Director Yuan, my dad asked me to bring you a good gift."

The man opposite took a sip of wine and smiled and said, "What's the name of the director in this kind of occasion? I'm not together, call me uncle. I haven't seen each other for a few years, but my old friend's son is alumni as me. It's a joyful congratulations. Wendy, how is your father's business doing recently?"

Zhou Wendi smiled and said, "Uncle Yuan is worried about it, and the company at home has not lost money yet. If Uncle Yuan doesn't always go to my house to sit, it's hard to say."

Zhou Wendi can stay in the most noble and dazzling Wuyi Club among the college student group. His status is higher than that of Wu Xiong, and his family business is very huge. After graduating from high school at the age of 17, the family has always trained him as his successor. I have never seen any scenes before. He is free to interact with others and does not miss it.

The man said, "Okay, I'll have a drink and chat with your father in a few days. The old friend has not seen him for a long time, but I miss him a little."

Zhou Wendi said: "There is a piece of land near the corner of Maoshan and Xiangjiang in Niutizhou District. My father wants to build a resort villa there. I wonder what uncle Yuan has to offer?"

Since the Zhou family is trained by Zhou Wendi as the successor, the man naturally would not look at him from the eyes of an ordinary college student. His eyes lit up and he said, "Maoshan is beautiful and a good place. I wonder how many people are jealous! In recent years, the government has strictly managed land approval documents. Have you taken it down?"

Zhou Wendi said: "I took it down, but if I want to build a villa, there are still several procedures, and I just need Uncle Yuan's help."

The man was Yuan Zheng, director of the Municipal Tourism Bureau. He was an irrelevant unit. His status was not awkward or awkward in the municipal government, but he could do a lot of things in a key position. For example, the resort villa that Zhou Wendi talked about also requires approval from the Tourism Bureau.

"Haha, it's easy to say."

Originally, Zhou Wendi's family could handle this with just one phone call, but in order to get training, the family specially sent him to deal with Yuan Zheng, which was also to lay the foundation for future interpersonal circles. A deputy general manager of the family company gave information that Director Yuan could not move when he saw a woman and was a middle-aged pervert, which was so easy to start.

Then he smiled again: "After the reception is over, I want to invite Uncle Yuan to Wuqingye KTV to light up his voice... I have made an appointment with several innocent little girls in our college, uh, Uncle Yuan? Uncle Yuan?"

Yuan Zheng opened his mouth wide, and a trace of shiny saliva came from the corner of his mouth, looking at the entrance without blinking.

Zhou Wendi couldn't help but look back and saw a man and a woman walking in at the entrance. The girl was so beautiful. She had a sturdy figure and a fairy-like face. Any adjective used was redundant.

Zhou Wendi tied a thread of love to Zhang Moying, and then passed by a glance at other women, and asked, "Uncle Yuan?"

Yuan Zheng came to his senses and whispered: "Wait until Karaoke, if you ask that girl, I will complete all the procedures for you."

Zhou Wendi finally saw the man beside the goddess, and a question mark appeared in his mind: "That woman seems to be the recently rumored angel of the Art Academy, Xu Suhang! Didn't Wu Xiong bet with the sociology student who drove a tricycle to make an appointment with Xu Suhang? Now that Wu Xiong is not seen, it seems that he has lost. Then I can't save face for him."

Zhou Wendi's thoughts changed for a few seconds and felt that a girl from the Art Academy was nothing great. Wu Xiong couldn't do it, and he was not good at it. He immediately patted his chest and smiled: "Oh, that girl, she is a professional dancer. Then I will let her dance to Uncle Yuan to entertain her."

Yuan Zheng was happy, but said calmly: "Well, it depends on the situation! If others are not happy, don't force it. In life, the most important thing is happiness." He felt that it was not safe, and added: "Our Tourism Bureau is recruiting excellent students. I am considering a reasonable investigation. Don't think wrongly."

The guests were gradually coming, and more and more people were in the hall. More than a dozen film and television stars who came this time were arranged at the banquet in the first row of the rostrum, sitting cross-legged with entrepreneurs, scientists, and celebrities. Several celebrities with enough weight sat on the rostrum and prepared speeches.

The commotion caused by their arrival has subsided, but many students still plucked up their courage to come forward and ask for a photo and autograph.

Finally, a group of people came in from the guest entrance, surrounded by a graceful middle-aged man. A road was immediately separated around him, and the school leaders who had been waiting for a long time came forward.

That is Wen Jizu, the executive vice mayor of the city. He is also an alumnus of Jing University. Today, he has the highest official position in the official position.

Wen Jizu didn't put on airs, and there were too many media reporters next to him. He held the principal's hand cordially and said: "Principal, on behalf of the municipal government and the people, I would like to say to you soul engineers who are fighting on the front line of education: Thank you for your hard work!"

"Mayor Wen, you took the time to attend the carnival reception held by your alma mater. All our teachers and students are honored."

"Don't call the mayor. Today we are all your students." Wen Jizu said kindly, and shook hands with the school leaders, teacher representatives and student representatives behind him, and encouraged him one by one.

The etiquette lady wearing purple-red cheongsam led Mayor Wen and his party to the rostrum on the east side of the hall and sat down.

This time, the etiquette ladies were selected from beautiful girls from various departments, and then they were trained by professional etiquette teachers of the Art Academy. They wore beautiful cheongsams designed by the art school fashion designers. They were all in various shapes, not much worse than flight attendants.

Chen Huayao calmly endured everyone's gaze like looking at cow dung, and sat with Xu Suhang at the outermost table under the leadership of the etiquette lady.

The Carnival Organizing Committee carefully arranges the guests sitting at each table, and according to the division of departments and grades, they are placed on a certain table.

There were also several boys from the Department of Chemistry and girls from the Department of Psychology on this table. Chen Huayao nodded to them one by one.

A white palm stretched over, but not towards Chen Huayao, but towards Xu Suhang.

It was a gentle man with glasses, shy and nervous, and said, "Hello, Classmate Xu, I'm very happy to sit at the same table with you. Can you know you? My name is Cai, Cai, Cai..."

Chen Huayao fucked me, thinking that I was in a bad mood. He grabbed the man in glasses and reached out to Xu Suhang's hand, and said with a slight smile: "Oh, Xiao Cai! How are you doing recently? Haven't been physically punished by the barbaric teacher? Haven't been beaten by seniors? Haven't been intimidated by the young people in society? Haven't been collected by street gangsters?"
Chapter completed!