MTL - I Deliver Food In a Lamborghini-Chapter 27 What kind of sack does Shen Yanqing like?

  Chapter 27 What kind of sack does Shen Yanqing like?

  Facing Nan Ge's "provocation", Nan Zhe mercilessly dragged her WeChat into the blacklist.

   With a bang, the phone was thrown on the table.

  On the sofa, the friend who was drinking coffee almost spit out in fright,

   "What's wrong? You didn't have a good time just now? Who messed with you again?"

  Nan Zhe had one hand on his hip, and was so angry that he paced back and forth on the spot, and he didn't know where to lose that bit of aristocratic temperament on his body.

  A few seconds later, he became more and more angry as he thought about it, and raised one hand to make an oath: "I'll put my words here today, Shen Yanqing! The hatred of seizing a sister is unshakable!"

   "...Then let's say, don't you plan to go to tomorrow's dinner party?"

   "Go!" Nan Zhe snorted coldly, "Why don't you go!"

  Hearing his tone as if he had taken dynamite, my friend was a little skeptical, "With your current erratic mental state, are you sure you won't fight with others tomorrow?"

"Ah."

   "Am I that kind of person?"

   "..."

   Who doesn't know that the young master of Jiangcheng Nan's family has been with the old man since he was a child, was pampered and grew up, and raised a careless spirit. When he was in school, he was a school bully figure, just like the master.

  Now at the age of twenty-five or sixteen, in the wealthy circle of Jiangcheng, no matter where the young master sees Nan Zhe, he has to give some face.

  No way, he never spoils others.

  Whoever dares to give him a slap in the face will slap him directly in the face in the next second.

   just happened to be the complete opposite of Shen Yanqing's character.

  A gentle and polite person with almost zero bad reviews in the circle.

  The other one can't be said to be arrogant, but it is true that few people can catch his eyes. Rounding up in the circle is not a bad review...

  The main reason is that few dare to speak ill of him.

   "I have to meet this grandson in person."

   After finishing speaking, he thought for a few seconds, then turned to ask his friend, "What color sack would Shen Yanqing probably like?"

   "What's wrong, you also like Shen Yanqing?"

  Nan Zhe immediately yelled, "Unlucky!"

   "I want to prepare! If he is easy to talk at that time, everything will be easy to talk about. If not, I will put a sack on him directly, drag him out and beat him up."

   "..."

  —

  The next day, night.

  Several media members squatted outside the banquet hall early.

  The scale of this banquet is very large, not to mention other things, just a lot of bigwigs from the world's top 500 companies came.

  Shen Yanqing is undoubtedly one of them.

  In the banquet hall, Nan Zhe was standing on one side with a wine glass in his hand, his eyes kept wandering at the door.

  A few friends stood by and chatted about investment, and wanted Rananzhe to join in.

   While chatting, they realized that the protagonist didn't listen to what they were saying at all.

   "Hey Nan Zhe, what are you looking at?"

   "Waiting for an acquaintance?"

   "I'm talking about important things with you."

   "Talking about you, don't bother me." Nan Zhe slapped his hands off his shoulders, like a "wife-looking stone", staring at the door without blinking.

   Several people looked back and whispered, "No, who is he waiting for?"

   "Look at this seriousness, isn't it waiting for a daughter-in-law?"

   "..."

   At the same time, outside the banquet hall, Shen Yanqing avoided various media and entered the venue in a low-key manner.

  He only brought two people with him today, a special assistant Yuan and a male secretary.

   This is also the standard configuration for him to attend banquets all the time. There is no ostentation, and he never brings a female companion.

  In the banquet hall, it was warmer than outside. As soon as Shen Yanqing entered, she took off the outer coat and handed it to the secretary.

   "Did you see Chris?"

  His fever subsided yesterday, but the cold is not completely healed, and he still has a nasal sound when he speaks.

   This is an old friend who has cooperated with Huasheng for many years.

  In such an occasion, Special Assistant Yuan and the secretary were on high alert, watching all directions and listening to all directions.

   Both of them subconsciously scanned everyone around them from the corner of their eyes, looking for the target person.

  Suddenly, Special Assistant Yuan didn't know who he saw, and called out in a low voice: "Mr. Shen, look over there!"

   Listening carefully, Yuan Tezhu's tone was filled with excitement that couldn't be concealed.

  Shen Yanqing thought he had found Chris, but when he looked up, he bumped into another pair of eyes.

   It seems a little familiar.

   But not Chris.

   The four eyes meet, and sparks emerge.

  The other party seemed to be looking at him all the time, and his eyes were a little too hot.

  Nan Zhe narrowed his eyes, and in the next second he put on a smiling face, and stepped forward with a glass of wine, "Mr. Shen from Huasheng?"

   "It's me." Shen Yanqing only saw the person clearly when he got closer. He nodded and said, "Hello."

   "It really is Mr. Shen. I didn't recognize you at the airport early yesterday morning, but I always feel like I've seen you somewhere."

   "It stands to reason that Mr. Shen's face should be unforgettable."

   "If you think about it carefully, there was indeed a business promotion meeting in China two years ago, and we met once."

   "I don't know Mr. Shen...do you still remember me?"

  A certain person was smiling all the time, seeming to strike up a conversation, but in fact every word he said seemed to be tinged with thorns and sinister.

   "Sorry, I do have a bad memory." Shen Yanqing smiled apologetically.

   "However, this is indeed not the first time I've seen you. If I remember correctly, you should be Nan Ge's friend?"

  Hearing this address, Nan Zhe frowned.

  Friend, what the hell?

  He thought for a while and asked, "Did Nan Ge tell you?"

   "It is."

  Nan Zhe shrugged, "I'm sorry, the two of us... are not friends."

  After he finished speaking, he could clearly see a look of astonishment in Shen Yanqing's eyes.

  Seeing this, he couldn't help laughing, and a little pleasure rose in his heart, "Mr. Shen seems to be a little curious about my relationship with Nan Ge?"

  I thought that Shen Yanqing, a person with a dignified appearance, no matter what he did in private, would definitely do a very good job on the surface, and would not easily tear off the mask of a gentleman, so he probably would not admit it in person.

  Who knew that the man suddenly nodded—"It's not a little bit, it's just curious."

   "Sorry, I know it might not be good to say this, but I really don't want to lie to you."

  As if afraid that Nan Zhe would not hear, Shen Yanqing repeated again: "I'm curious about the relationship between you and Nan Ge."

   I don't know whether it was intentional or not, this time his voice was a little louder than before.

  Nan Zhe: "..."

  After Shen Yanqing finished speaking, he didn't take his eyes off him, as if he must get a result, his gaze was firm.

  The two confronted each other silently, Shen Yanqing pressed forward every step of the way, killing Nan Zhe by surprise.

  But Nan Zhe is not a vegetarian either, so he raised his hand to signal the waiter to come forward.

   "This is actually a little secret, and I wouldn't tell him to most people." Nan Zhe picked up a glass of wine from the tray and handed it to him, "Boss Shen wants to know, why don't you give me face and have a drink first?"

  He heard that Shen Yanqing didn't drink outside, and he never made an exception.

  Seeing this, Yuan Tezhu immediately stepped forward behind him, displaying his professionalism.

   "I'm sorry, sir, we Mr. Shen really can't drink. Why don't I do it for you? Do you think it's okay?"

  Nan Zhe: "What do you think?"

  (end of this chapter)