At the same time, Chen Ping arrived at Guohua Exhibition Hall early.

Today is my father-in-law's exhibition, and he is here to help.

As soon as he entered the door, Chen Ping saw that the exhibition hall was decorated to a high standard, with high quality and taste. It was definitely not a small show.

It seems that Chu Anan has put in a lot of effort.

At this moment, Chen Yerou noticed Chen Ping who was watching at the door. She walked over with a smile and said, "Hello, do you need me to help you with anything? Um, you are..."

Today's exhibition is very important. Manager Chu has given instructions a long time ago that it must be perfect.

Moreover, many of the exhibitors who came to the exhibition today are prominent figures in Shangjiang City.

Therefore, the people under your command must be respectful and humble, and never judge others by their appearance.

Chen Yerou originally thought that Chen Ping was here to participate in the exhibition. After all, he had already received several people in front of him, and they were all in the lounge in the next hall.

Unexpectedly, it was him.

Chen Ping looked up, showed a faint smile, and said, "Hello, we meet again. I'm looking for Jiang Guomin."

"Mr. Jiang?" Chen Yerou asked suspiciously, but immediately put on a smile and bowed slightly: "Please follow me."

Chen Ping nodded secretly, this girl is really nice and treats people sincerely.

As a result, after taking only a few steps, there was a burst of sarcastic words behind me.

"Hey, Chen Ping, are you here?" Gao Yang led several people into the exhibition hall at this moment, looking proud and arrogant.

Chen Ping turned around, smiled and replied: "Just got here."

Gao Yang came over, dressed handsomely in a luxurious navy blue suit, looking very noble.

He reached out and patted Chen Ping's shoulder and said sarcastically: "Actually, you shouldn't have come today. It's a shame. The people who came to the exhibition today are all prominent people in Shangjiang City. You said you are a good-for-nothing son-in-law of the Jiang family. How can you do it then?"

Aren't you going to slap Uncle Jiang in the face?"

This Chen Ping really has the courage to come here.

I don’t even weigh myself or how much I weigh.

Chen Ping frowned and had no intention of talking to Gao Yang, so he turned around and left.

When Gao Yang saw this, he felt angry. What kind of rubbish? How dare you be so arrogant!

If I talk to you again, what's your attitude?

"Mr. Gao, your friend seems to look down on you." Several people behind Gao Yang joked.

"Chen Ping, stop!"

Gao Yang was very angry, and even more so when he thought about what happened yesterday. He walked over in a few steps, pinched Chen Ping's shoulders, and said viciously: "You are a loser, you have no right to appear in the Guohua exhibition hall, get out of here immediately!"

"Damn it, he's the Chen Ping you mentioned who sent fake paintings."

"Sure enough, she is not an ordinary diaosi. What she wears is too shabby. She looks like a peasant."

"It's such a pity that such a guy is Jiang Wan's husband."

Several of the friends Gao Yang called began to express disdain at this moment.

In this way, Gao Yang felt a little happier.

Look, Chen Ping, how shameful you are.

Jiang Wan is really embarrassed and disgraced by following a waste like you.

Chen Ping frowned, his face a little cold, and said, "I'm here to help."

"help?"

Gao Yang laughed and said, "It's really ridiculous. We need help here, like a useless person like you? You don't even know where this place is. Why, you still want to come over and deliver lunch boxes to the big shots here today?"

This is a bit revealing of professional humiliation.

"Mr. Gao, he is still delivering food. You didn't tell us last time."

"No wonder he smells like gutter oil."

"Drive this kind of people out quickly, don't pollute the air here."

Several wanton mockers laughed.

Chen Ping knitted his brows into a straight line, looked at Gao Yang coldly, and said: "There is no distinction between high and low professions. I don't think there is anything dirty about me delivering food."

These people really look down on others. What happened to delivering food?

Very shameful?

Every day, so many white-collar workers in the city are waiting for our food delivery guys to deliver their food. Am I proud of that?

No, we have to change everyone's view of delivery workers.

Find a time to change the delivery vehicle for the people in the company. Battery vehicles will definitely not work, but Harleys are good.

Seeing Chen Ping suddenly twisting his face, Gao Yang sneered a few times, patted the former's shoulder heavily, and said: "Trash is trash, and it will never be on the stage."

After saying that, he turned to Chen Yerou and pointed at Chen Ping and said, "Why are you letting rubbish like him in? Isn't it an insult to the Guohua Exhibition Hall? Hurry up and drive him out."

Chen Yerou said with a sullen face: "I'm sorry, Mr. Gao, our manager has given instructions and everyone who comes is a guest. I'm sorry I can't do it."

Can't do it?

Good, good!

Gao Yang waved his hands angrily, glared at Chen Ping fiercely, and left with his friend.

He still has to rush to show off to Uncle Jiang to please him.

After Gao Yang left, Chen Ping politely said to Chen Yeju: "Thank you."

"You're welcome. You should. I'll take you to the lounge." Chen Yerou smiled, twisting her slim figure and walking in front.

Chen Ping looked at her back. Although this girl was not as beautiful as Jiang Wan, she was still pretty, and she was sincere and polite to others. She was a good girl.

Let’s talk about Jiang Wan.

She was in the bathroom, looking at herself in the mirror. At her hand was the box given by Zhao Gang, which contained very shameful clothes.

call.

He exhaled heavily.

Jiang Wan murmured to herself in the mirror: "For Mi Li, for this family, I will definitely do it."

The poor silly woman was jealous and reluctantly put on those shameful clothes given by Zhao Gang.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Jiang Wan put on her windbreaker, walked out of the company door, and got straight into the Mercedes-Benz waiting at the door.

Just in case, Jiang Wan had already edited a text message and sent it to Chen Ping, and her phone was solemnly placed in her bag.

Zhao Gang was sitting in the back seat. When he saw Jiang Wan walking over, a ferocious smile appeared on his lips.

Hahaha!

Jiang Wan, you better wear it.

Zhao Gang swallowed.

Just close the car and drive directly to Xingyue Club.

In box 888 of Xingyue Club.

Zhao Gang opened the door, walked in with Jiang Wan, and shouted loudly: "Cousin, look, this is Vice President Jiang of our company, Jiang Wan."

Jiang Wan followed Zhao Gang and walked in. The private room was very large, with dim and colorful lights. There was a man in his forties sitting on the sofa, surrounded by hot beauties, smoking a cigar.

Sun Zeming stood up to greet her very politely and said, "I've heard of Vice President Jiang's name a long time ago. When I saw her today, she turned out to be a great beauty. Come on, come on, please take a seat."

"Mr. Sun, you're welcome."

Jiang Wan sat down and shook hands with Sun Zeming.

This old pervert actually held Jiang Wan's little hand reluctantly, with no intention of letting go.

It's so tender and feels so smooth.

Sun Zeming's eyes narrowed and he had already looked at Jiang Wan several times. This woman is really a beauty, she is so mature that water drips from her body!

Jiang Wan pulled away her hand in embarrassment and said with a slight smile: "Mr. Sun..."

Only then did Sun Zeming realize that he had lost his composure. He quickly let go of his hand, sat down and smiled: "Vice President Jiang is so charming. Come on, come on. This is the famous French wine I brought, Remy Martin. Vice President Jiang will definitely like it."

Sun Zeming said with a smile, holding a cigar in his mouth, and poured a full cup for Jiang Wan.

However, Jiang Wan did not answer and declined: "Mr. Sun, I can't drink."

As she said that, she pulled off her windbreaker to cover her legs, because Sun Zeming kept staring at her legs.

Seeing Jiang Wan's hesitation, Zhao Gang on the side said with a sneer: "Vice President Jiang, my cousin is pouring wine for you personally. It's not good if you don't drink."

Sun Zeming put the wine glass on the coffee table, leaned back, and said coldly: "Vice President Jiang, are you looking down on me? In that case, there is no need to talk about our cooperation."

A naked threat, as soon as he entered the door, his true colors were already revealed.
To be continued...