A secretary hurried into the door and took another person on the board of directors' hands. The man glanced at it, and a strange smile appeared on his face, saying, "Mr. Dong, it was found out that Song Baojun is the cousin of Du Yinlang, Chairman of the Chazhou New Port Management Committee, and also the cousin of Secretary-General Du. Recently, Song Baojun was newly appointed as the security member of the New Port Management Committee."

Dong Xiuzhu was stunned: "Secretary-General's cousin is also his own person."

The man on the board of directors said again: "Mr. Dong, it is not easy to deal with when it comes to Zhu Cai's senior management. Who knows what Song Baojun has inseparable relationships?"

Dong Xiuzhu nodded heavily and said, "Okay, Xu Tu is slow in and take your time. He will never run away anyway. By the way, answer me the call from Captain Rose."

...

After leaving the arena, there are more exciting activities at the cocktail party.

The lights and wine are everywhere, everyone is drinking and laughing, and a harmonious atmosphere is in sharp contrast to the scene of the death arena below. Most people don’t know that a Valkyrie from the fighting industry has risen quietly with her husband.

Liu Xiaoxuan also wanted to find out Song Baojun's bottom. After walking a few steps, someone called her name behind her. It turned out to be a business partner. Liu Xiaoxuan had no choice but to accuse Song Baojun and greeted her.

Mu Qiuguang finally found the opportunity and asked in a low voice: "Song...uh, Mr. Song, what is your identity? It's a bit abrupt, but I really can't help but feel curious."

"I'm just an ordinary cheating guy who cheats food and drinks." Song Baojun did not make people find out the details so easily, and said: "As long as you finish Liu Xiaoxuan and ask her to help you sell your electric car?"

"You're talking simple." Mu Qiuguang shook his head, his face flushed with excessive excitement, cleared his throat and said, "I earn one million yuan an annual salary, which is considered a wealthy class in Chazhou City. It is because of my father's help and the name of the company that he was able to make friends with all kinds of powerful people. Today, he took a huge risk and asked Mr. Liu to guarantee the 50 million bet..."

"I think I'm too young?" Song Baojun asked.

Mu Qiuguang hurriedly said: "No, no, it's too much, I get a reward of 10 million in the blink of an eye. The profit sharing I offer you through 5% of the channel profit sharing is the company's authority and has nothing to do with me personally. You know that what the upper class wants is face. I am glorious on the surface, but in fact it is far from as good as I imagined. Ten million is equivalent to my ten-year salary, so..."

"So you don't feel at ease?" Song Baojun asked with a smile.

Mu Qiuguang nodded.

Song Baojun said: "What if I keep you?"

Although he had been with the society for many years, and had been teased and flirted by countless men of different ages, Mu Qiuguang still had a fever on his face when he met Song Baojun's deep gaze and said reluctantly: "Uh, Mr. Song was joking. The little woman was silly and she couldn't get into the eyes of Mr. Song."

At the same time, I was secretly surprised and thought, "It turns out that he is a top-notch young man. His heart beats faster with just one casual word."

Song Baojun said seriously: "I recently opened a security company with Yun Qingni. There are so many men with big and thick men, but they lack a lot of professional accounting talents. I wonder if Mr. Mu can help me a little and make arrangements?"

Mu Qiuguang hurriedly said, "I will definitely do this if I have a slight meaning."

Seeing Ling Anqi's eyes were tired, Song Baojun thought it was the first time that he opened his destructive personality and caused mental fatigue caused by insufficient secret energy, and said, "There are a lot of delicious food there. Eat more, and it's useless to not eat."

When the silly girl heard this, her stomach immediately started to roar and screamed, and she smiled shyly: "Sir, I'm not very hungry yet."

Song Baojun patted her round and perky butt and said, "Go, don't be really hungry."

"Then... well, I'll go eat something, do you want to bring some for you?"

"No need, I want to talk to Mr. Mu."

Mu Qiuguang looked at the graceful back of the silly girl leaving and said with envy: "Mr. Song, Miss Ling is so kind to you."

"Because we are the same kind of people from different worlds, we can only rely on each other for our lives." Song Baojun said something that made Mu Qiuguang feel very mysterious.

"I have been looking for you for a long time, and it turns out that I am hiding here." A sudden voice sounded behind me.

Looking back, it was Mr. Jiang’s blind date Le Wei.

At this time, Le Wei was alone, and Teacher Jiang was not with him. He put his hands in his pockets, and there was a sense of aggrievance between his eyebrows and eyes, staring at Song Baojun with great unfriendly.

"Song Baojun, right? How did you meet Jiang Yihui? Can you tell me in detail?" Le Wei asked with a cold face.

Song Baojun felt unaware of what he said, "Teacher Jiang and I have known each other for a long time, but is it necessary to tell you?"

"Haha, then you're looking for death." Le Wei gritted his teeth and looked resentful.

Just two hours ago, Le Wei and Jiang Yihui had a good chat. After experiencing the embarrassment of their first blind date, the two began to have some contact.

From Lewei's perspective, Jiang Yihui is really a high-quality woman. First of all, she has a beautiful face, beautiful appearance, and a good figure, at least seven points. This is the most important price for girls in the blind date market.

Secondly, he worked at Chazhou University, with a high education, extraordinary conversation and insight, and orderly dealing with people. Obviously, his family education is good.

The third is family background, a father who is a leader, which is better than anything else.

Finally, her personality and hobbies are all in the details. What’s wrong with being literary? Appropriately pretending is more liked by men.

So Le Wei unknowingly fell into the whirlpool of love. Seeing that she was calm, decent and generous, she became happier the more she chatted. She thought that I would not choose anyone, so I chose her.

Didn’t it be expected that when he chose Jiang Yihui, Jiang Yihui was also choosing him?

Not long ago, Jiang Yihui made it clear that the two were not suitable, so don’t waste everyone’s time.

This gave Le Wei a bolt from the blue. I am rich and handsome, and I am always a diamond princess everywhere. Why don’t you choose me? Is there any reason for nature? Is there any law?

He was confused and was quite embarrassed and annoyed. He asked Jiang Yihui several times but couldn't get the answer he wanted.

Le Wei originally boasted of being a prodigal son in love, but relying on his generous actions, he deceived a few ignorant girls and went smoothly. He had an illusion that he thought he was liked by girls because of his own charm. At this time, he was rejected by Jiang Yihui and couldn't help but feel psychologically unbalanced.

He had an evil fire in his heart and had nowhere to vent. He searched and couldn't find the reason. He felt that he couldn't just forget it. He had to be someone who would become a trash can.

Obviously, Song Baojun is such a person. This guy is young and has little reputation. Maybe he is just a colleague at Chazhou University, and at best he is just an assistant teacher.

It would be easy to deal with Song Baojun and exert a tightness in his chest.

"I didn't find your name on the guest list, who did you get in?" Le Wei said condescendingly: "A little bastard like you, you should feel very honored to be able to see the scenes of the upper class, right?"

Mu Qiuguang was originally planning to speak out, but suddenly wanted to see Song Baojun's reaction, so he did not stand up.

"Yes, I'm so excited. I wonder what Mr. Le has to do?" Song Baojun glanced at him.

Le Wei took a step forward and said, "I just encountered something unhappy. If you can make me happy, I won't drive you off the cruise ship."

"Mr. Le has encountered a tragic incident?" Who is Song Baojun? He turned his eyes and guessed the reason, saying, "I'm rejected by Teacher Jiang? That's so happy."

Le Wei almost lost his or her orifices and sneered: "Song Baojun, are you planning to make big news? Or do I let you become the headlines of the news tonight?"

"Why did Mr. Le say this?" Song Baojun still looked like an old god.

Le Wei was tall and big, and put his hand on Song Baojun's head, stroking back and forth like teasing a child, full of frivolity, and smiled and said, "Why do you say this? You really have the nerve to ask. To be honest, Jiang Yihui did reject me, but I am not a woman, I can do a few if I want, do you know?"

"What does this have to do with me?" Song Baojun pushed away his hand.

Le Wei said: "It's really not a big deal, but I just want to clean up you. You tell me how to make me happy, otherwise you will be very good-looking. Or, let's learn to bark for you first?"

"Le Wei! Le Wei!" Song Baojun shouted.

"What?" Le Wei was stunned.

Song Baojun said innocently: "I'm calling the dog's name, isn't that okay?"

Mu Qiuguang laughed so hard that he leaned back and forth.

Le Wei was furious and grabbed Song Baojun's collar, raised his right hand high, and was about to fall to his face, shouting: "You are looking for death!"

"Stop!" Mu Qiuguang shouted hurriedly.

"I promise, no one can save you." Le Wei said viciously.

At this time, a calm voice said behind him: "May I ask, is it Mr. Song?"

Le Wei felt that the voice was extremely familiar and could not be ignored. He looked back and said hurriedly: "Uncle, I'm here."

The visitor was the chairman of Yurun Company, Le Wei's uncle Le Yurun, who is about 45 years old and has a handsome face like Le Wei, but she looks much more mature.

Le Yurun's brother worked in a government department, and his daughter married far away from Finland and never returned to China for several years. Therefore, she regarded her brother's only beloved son Le Wei as her own, and asked her to serve as the general manager in the company and train her as her successor.

His eyes fell on Le Wei's hand that grabbed Song Baojun's collar, and he couldn't help but be stunned and said, "Xiao Wei, what are you doing?"

"This short winter melon doesn't have a brain, I'm about to give him some color." Le Wei said proudly.

"Let go! Do you know who Mr. Song is?" Le Yurun's voice suddenly turned stern. He stepped forward and snatched Le Wei's wrist and shouted: "It's really outrageous! You are the one who doesn't have brains!"

Le Wei was still angry, and continued to grab Song Baojun with his other hand and said, "What's the matter with me hitting him? Why protect him? Just a gangster who is not a good person."

"I asked you to let go, did you hear it?"
Chapter completed!