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On the eleventh floor of the Seven Star Club, there is a hall with an area of ​​over 1,000 square meters.

It was completely decorated in accordance with the most high-end decoration standards in Europe and the United States, and it was all Western-style, including the clothes worn by the waiters. Men and women were all white shirts and tuxedos.

The waitresses didn’t look more colorful after putting on this dress. On the contrary, the waitresses with curly hair were a little bit more charming in the charm, and they looked very fresh, more elegant than those with short skirts and bare legs. too much.

There were almost a hundred people in the hall. Whether young or old, men were in suits and leather shoes, while women were in evening gowns of various colors. Three or five people gathered together with wine glasses, talking and laughing in a low voice.

In the middle position, there is a small high platform about half a meter high. This is for the performance of the entertainment band. A beautiful girl wearing a bright red evening dress with a snow-white back is playing a melodious song. Music.

The female foreman took Madam Jing Hong to the door and made a please gesture.

Madam Jing Hong pulled the dress around her waist with her left hand and walked into the hall with her head up.

The moment she walked into the hall, Li Nanfang suddenly found that her temperament had changed again.

She is not the most beautiful and young woman on the scene, but her current temperament is like a queen who has come to a grand banquet.

The light cyan evening dress that looked a little earthy also bloomed surprisingly dignified right now, as if Madam Jing Hong should wear it to show her unique temperament.

This is of course Li Nanfang's illusion.

People always say that people rely on clothes. In fact, in many cases, many clothes can shine, the key is to see who is wearing.

"Oh, no wonder Tenth Uncle Jing Hong has been the only woman over the years. It turns out that she can show a different self on different occasions. This is the so-called going to the hall, going into the kitchen, and crawling--cough, If my aunt can be like her, why should Laozi go everywhere to provoke me? No, I don’t seem to provoke others. It’s all shameless people who provoke me."

Just when Li Nanfang was admiring Aunt Wang's ever-changing temperament in secret, several noble ladies walked over quickly, with sincere smiles on their faces, raising their goblet to say hello from afar.

It seems that these people are the old friends that Madam Jing Hong had to come here.

"Zihan, if you haven't seen you in a year, why are you getting younger and younger? If this continues, my sister will be less and less dare to see you."

The young women who were not tall and wore blue evening dresses walked over first and said with a smile.

Only then did Li Nanfang know that Mrs. Jing Hong was named Wang Zihan.

In fact, he didn't know that Madam Jing Hong didn't use this name before she married Jing Hongming.

She changed her name to say goodbye to a certain part of the past that she didn't want to recall when she was young.

"Sister Chun, don't praise me. If you praise it again, I am embarrassed to come to see you."

Wang Zihan smiled and stretched out his hands to shake hands with Sister Chun and others.

There were so many people at the scene, except for the few ladies standing near the door, others did not notice Wang Zihan's arrival.

It seems that these ladies standing here are just waiting for Wang Zihan to see her appear for the first time.

It's like, although they are also very reserved in their smiles, Li Nanfang can see the obvious complacency in their shaking hands with Wang Zihan.

It is not a shame to curry favor with Jing Hongming's wife.

Li Nanfang always stood behind Wang Zihan, and of course Sister Chun and the others could see him.

Just like the doorman's behavior when he saw Boss Li wearing a road sports suit when he came to the club, Sister Chun and the others must have been surprised when they saw him, wondering how Wang Zihan would bring a hillbilly here.

But no one would show it. After a few greetings, Sister Chun smiled and asked, who is this handsome boy?

"A nephew of mine."

Li Nanfang could see what Sister Chun and the others were thinking about when they looked at him. Wang Zihan, who is perverted in terms of words and looks, of course can also see it. He looked back at him and said: "I was also a relative of my family. My son came here. Come, Nanfang, let me introduce you. This is Sister Chun. Have you heard of the Zhencui supermarket in Southern Province? That's her family."

The Zhencui Supermarket in Southern Province, but the top ten chain supermarkets in China, is not comparable to the kind of supermarkets that are only a little famous in Jinmen, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that they are supermarket giants.

Of course, Li Nanfang had heard of Zhencui Supermarket, but did not expect that Sister Chun would be the proprietress of this supermarket.

But then it was relieved.

Which woman can be simpler with Madam Jinghong?

"Hello, Aunt Chun, I am Li Nanfang."

When Li Nanfang stretched out his hand, he hesitated and didn’t say what Muzili did, but he didn’t waste the painstaking efforts of Wang Zihan to introduce Sister Chun to him: "Currently, I have opened a small company in Eastern Province called Nanfang Group. Sister Chun, you Whenever you have time, please go to the Eastern Province as a guest and give me pointers on the company's shortcomings."

Sister Chun, who have been in shopping malls for many years, can tell you how many well-known domestic companies are.

But no one has heard of the Southern Group of Eastern Province.

From the look of Li Nanfang's very scanty dress and the temperament that is incompatible with the people around him, it doesn't take too much brainstorming to conclude that the Southern Group is just a small grass-to-head company that this young man has just created.

In normal times, Li Nanfang didn't say he was shaking hands with them, he didn't even have the qualifications to see them.

But now, no one can entrust him, and they all put out the airs of aunt and eldest sister to greet him kindly.

Just because Mrs. Jing Hong said, this is one of her nephews.

Moreover, she specifically emphasized that Li Nanfang was regarded by Jing Hong as his son!

Wang Zihan's nephew, maybe you don't need to care too much, but Jing Hongming's own sons----Sister Chun and the others will put on a noble appearance in front of him unless they get water in their heads.

These women are all veterans in the social field. What kind of situation, what kind of person they meet, and what kind of words they can do without being taught by anyone.

But they did not show special enthusiasm because of Li Nanfang being watched by Jing Hong’s son as his own son. They were still like the elders, only seeing his eyes changed, no longer caring about what clothes he was wearing and what he was like Temperament.

Even, Sister Chun specifically asked Li Nanfang's company what its main products were.

When I heard about the main black silk, I immediately said that after the products of my nephew were off the assembly line, she must be notified as soon as possible. Zhen Cui Group will leave special counters for southern stockings in supermarkets across the country.

A girl named Bing also asked Li Nanfang if he had a partner.

If not, her niece who has just returned from studying in the United States looks like a good match for him.

If Mrs. Jing Hong was not present, Li Nanfang might be talking nonsense. Now, of course, I must sincerely thank Aunt Bing for her kindness, saying that he is already famous.

"South, you can just walk around. Sister Chun and I have not seen each other in a year. There are a lot of things to say. You guys and young men listened badly."

Wang Zihan brought Li Nanfang to the Seven Star Club tonight, just to show his attitude, but there is no need to introduce everyone to him.

Li Nanfang also didn't want to mix with a bunch of glamorous aunts, for fear that these ladies would slurp and tease him and just take the opportunity to slip away.

Because I bothered to figure out where Wang Zihan would take him to a drunkard, Li Nanfang didn't eat dinner well, and he was a little hungry now. It would be a waste if he didn't taste the delicious snacks and wine on the bar.

Find a corner that is not being noticed, first pick up a glass of red wine, in the waitress’s contemptuous eyes, it feels like a mouthful of cold water, then grab a piece of mung bean cake, fill it into your mouth, and immediately stop screaming .

Surrounded by Sister Chun and the others, Wang Zihan had already reached the middle of the hall and was immediately surrounded.

These people don't necessarily flatter her like Sister Chun, but they all know that her arrival represents Jing Hong's fate.

Regardless of whether it is in officialdom or in a shopping mall, anyone who is qualified to come to this occasion should know what kind of existence Jing Hongming is. Even those who don't know Wang Zihan will take the opportunity to greet her.

When you reach a certain height and it is impossible for people to ignore your existence, many people will line up to get to know you.

This is also human nature, and has nothing to do with character.

Just like Li Nanfang now, he feels that he is incompatible with the people around him. No one pays attention to him. He doesn't need to know anyone deliberately, just stand in the corner and eat something special.

A few minutes later, Li Nanfang had almost eaten, wiped the corners of his mouth with his hand, brought a glass of red wine, leaned on the bar, and slowly tasted.

Looking at the senior people in front of him, he thought of Hua Ye Shen.

Originally, he had an unusual relationship with Hua Ye Shen, and now he is in the club she opened. If he didn't think of her when his stomach was full, it would be rude.

Hua Ye Shen was not in the venue. It seemed that the woman was also very individual. With so many big people coming to her club for consumption, she didn't even show her face, but no one said anything.

Li Nanfang wanted to find her very much, and have a good chat about her relationship with Concubine Zhan, what is the origin and so on.

But after thinking about it, forget it. Since she and Concubine Zhan are both mysterious and mysterious, if Li Nanfang goes to her shyly, who knows what trouble he will cause?

Money can be more and more, but it is better to have less and less trouble.

At any time, even if it is idle and boring to pick his feet on the sofa, Boss Li does not want to ask for trouble.

Trouble with this thing, if you don't look for it, it might come to you.

So, when he saw a tall young man walking slowly over, Li Nanfang sighed in his heart, alas, buddies are already low-key enough, so you can’t eat and drink happily with the group of people around you. Just pretend to be forced to leave. Do you have to trouble me?

As long as it’s not on the training ground or on the battlefield, Helan Fusu always wears clothes that are straight to the standard, and he can’t find a fold from head to toe. It makes people suspect that he might be sleeping. Standing.

Because of the relationship he had to talk about with his sister, Li Nanfang was really unwilling to meet with another cheap brother-in-law.

Helan helping Su is not a dragon. After he did something wrong, Li Nanfang could take up his brother-in-law's arrogance, slap him and discipline him for his parents and sisters.

No matter how Boss Li thinks Helan Fusu is not pleasing to his eyes, he has to admit that he is a perfect man.

The tall and handsome appearance, outstanding son's temperament, good education and so on are second, the key is that this is a real man.

Li Nanfang saw his iron and blood performance when he rescued Yue Zitong and others in Mexico.

Let alone Li Nanfang, no one wants to be against Helan Fusu.

But God, this unscrupulous man, has arranged this way.

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