Author: The sea after the storm

night.

Yu Zecheng took Mu Wanqiu to the welcome party.

Mu Wanqiu dressed up carefully, wearing a decent cheongsam and a shawl, and her hair was permed, making her even more beautiful.

"Zecheng, does this welcome party need to be so grand?" Mu Wanqiu asked casually. She didn't want to attend this kind of welcome party. She just wanted to play the piano and make love with Yu Zecheng at home and do some romantic things.

"I can't help it. It's all a matter of appearance. It's not interesting in form and doesn't highlight the main points. There is no real content anyway." Yu Zecheng didn't want to participate in such a meaningless meeting, but he had to come.

"Zecheng, you can't dance with other women later." Mu Wanqiu held Yu Zecheng's hand and whispered. Yu Zecheng was wearing a suit. For some reason, his eyes were not that small anymore, and his facial features had also changed.

After a while, she overall felt much more handsome, and she was easily approached by women. There were many female students at the scene, and she was worried that the female students would seduce Yu Zecheng.

"In late autumn, you can't dance with other men either," Yu Zecheng said.

"I know, I only dance with you." Mu Wanqiu smiled.

In the venue, Mrs. Wu, Mrs. Lu, and Mrs. Ma have already arrived. They are drinking drinks and eating snacks.

"In late autumn, you go find Mrs. Wu and the others. I'll go to the stationmaster." Yu Zecheng said.

"Okay, it will work." Mu Wanqiu walked over.

"Mrs. Yu, you are even more beautiful tonight." Mrs. Wu said with a smile. Mu Wanqiu was already very beautiful, but now that she was so carefully dressed, she was even more stunning, and she felt like she was overwhelming the whole audience.

"Mrs. Wu, you are even more beautiful tonight." Mu Wanqiu said politely. Mrs. Wu, Mrs. Ma, and Mrs. Lu all had average looks, and they all relied on makeup when going out.

"Mrs. Yu, do you want to try this?" Mrs. Ma showed off while holding a Coke. She always likes to show off. She has nothing but showing off. She is an empty woman. Unlike Mu Wanqiu, who can play the piano and write poems

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"That's Coca-Cola. Zecheng said that drinking it is bad for your health. If you want to drink drinks, you should drink freshly squeezed juice." Mu Wanqiu said casually.

"Isn't this bad for your health? Isn't it said that Chou Guo Soda is the most fashionable drink?" Mrs. Wu asked curiously.

"Mrs. Yu, are you talking nonsense? All the ugly people drink this soda." Mrs. Ma was a little unhappy.

"It's not nonsense. Zecheng said that there are addictive substances in this kind of soda. If you drink too much, you will become addicted. It can also make people have osteoporosis and make their teeth black. It has many disadvantages, but it is not good anyway."

Mu Wanqiu said with a look of disgust. She wanted to drink Coke before, but Yu Zecheng stopped her and taught her a lesson. She was very impressed.

"Real or fake? Can it be addictive? Isn't it the same as opium?" Mrs. Lu said in surprise.

"Really, but it's not as powerful as opium. By the way, people who want to get pregnant must not drink this soda." Mu Wanqiu said.

"Ah, you can't drink this when you're pregnant?" Mrs. Ma was also scared. She also wanted to give birth to a baby for Secretary Hong. She couldn't count on Ma Kui. Ma Kui was a workaholic. After a busy day, he went home and fell asleep.

, doesn’t do any work. It’s not as good as Secretary Hong who does his duty and often works overtime.

"Then let's quickly switch to juice. These ugly people are so bad, they actually make this kind of drink for everyone to drink." Mrs. Wu frowned.

"The Ugly people will do anything to make money, but they didn't create opium," Mu Wanqiu said.

"Yes, these foreigners are all bad guys. They are all glamorous, but in fact they don't have good intentions." Mrs. Lu said.

"Mrs. Yu, are you planning to have a child?"

They chatted and went to exchange for juice, and then chatted about trivial matters at home.

After a while, their topics became too confusing for children.

The other side.

Wu Jingzhong, Lu Qiaoshan and Ma Kui were sitting in a corner.

They chose this location well, as you can see all parts of the venue without being too inconspicuous.

"Zecheng is here, have you arranged the photo taker?" Wu Jingzhong asked casually.

"Webmaster, it has been arranged." Yu Zecheng said casually. In the TV series, he disguised himself as a reporter and was responsible for taking photos and asking questions. Now, he is too lazy to do such a thing. He sent a subordinate to do it.

"Zecheng, is the person you arranged good enough? The photo cannot be taken clearly." Wu Jingzhong frowned. He originally intended to let Yu Zecheng take the photo. But Yu Zecheng pretended to be stupid and did not go in person.

"It must be no problem, webmaster, don't worry." Yu Zecheng looked nonchalant. He leaned forward and lowered his voice, "Webmaster, you two, your dividends will be delivered to your house today. How much is the money?

It’s more than what I said before, and it’s all in U.S. dollars.”

"Haha, Zecheng, he does things neatly and neatly."

"Thank you, Director Yu, haha."

The three of them, Wu Jingzhong, nodded with satisfaction, with smiles on their faces. They are all people with an eye for money, and they did not pretend to dislike money.

Not long after.

Representatives from both sides arrived one after another.

Just like in the TV series, Zuo Lan and the others arrived more than ten minutes late.

Yu Zecheng was stunned when he saw Zuo Lan dressed in military uniform and looking heroic. He and Zuo Lan hadn't seen each other for nearly a year, and he was a little excited and missed Zuo Lan a little.

However, Zuo Lan didn't see him. She waited for the reporters to finish taking photos, then went to the tables and chairs that had been arranged, waiting for reporters to ask questions. Although she hurriedly looked among the crowd, she didn't see Yu Ze

become.

"Zecheng, ask someone to ask them why they are late and if they don't respect the military training enough." Wu Jingzhong wanted to give Zuo Lan and the others a blow. This old fox had no good intentions.

"I understand." Yu Zeli immediately found someone to arrange it.

On the stage, a young host, wearing a formal suit and bow tie, began to speak:

"After eight years of hard work, we are able to gather together to share the joy of drinking together in Tianjing. Today is the day when the Tianjing Military Coordination Office begins. The reception is the heartfelt feeling of people from all walks of life in Tianjing.

Before the reception begins, we will take a brief moment to invite reporters to ask questions to the guests."

Under the stage, many reporters immediately raised their hands to ask questions, and naturally there were fake reporters arranged by Yu Zecheng.

The host also knew this fake reporter, so he asked the fake reporter to ask questions by name.

"Today is the first time we meet. One representative is more than ten minutes late. Some people question your sincerity. Please give a brief explanation." The fake reporter's question was very sharp, pointed directly at the pain point, and hit the nail on the head. It was difficult to answer.

What surprised Yu Zecheng was that Zuo Lan's answer was the same as in the TV series.

"This is the staff roster provided by the receptionist. Our station. The front office supervisor is named Zheng Fei. In fact, it is Song Fei, the chief of the investigation section of the Tianjing Station Action Team of the Military Command. The car mechanic is named Wang.

Mingli, in fact his name is Wen Shiming, and he is the driver of the Tianjing Station Action Team of the Military Command."

Zuo Lan said that many staff members of the Commercial Securities Club were pretended to be members of the action team.

"What's going on? How come there are people from the action team in the Commercial Securities Club?" Yu Zecheng said in surprise. He was really surprised and didn't pretend to be.

"I arranged it." Ma Kui said dejectedly.

"What? Didn't I tell you that the Commercial Securities Club is all our field staff, so why did you still arrange for people from the action team, and why did someone get the detailed list?" Yu Zecheng was a little angry. He really didn't know Ma Kui

After he put the matter aside, he didn't bother. He didn't bother to care about these small things.

Ma Kui lowered his head and was speechless. He was good at making arrangements. He was worried that Yu Zecheng's people were unreliable, so he didn't tell Yu Zecheng.

"Captain Ma, you are confused. Isn't this just giving someone a handle? What's going on with the list? Why are your people so clearly known?" Yu Zecheng continued to question Ma Kui. He did not provide Lu Zongfang with a detailed list.

, but Zuo Lan had it in his hand, which also surprised Yu Zecheng. However, when he thought about it, it was not surprising.

"Okay, let's talk about this back at the station." Wu Jingzhong frowned. He knew what Ma Kui did and nodded in agreement. He didn't expect such a mess to happen.

Next, the dance begins.

Zuo Lan and the others walked down from the stage.

Zuo Lan looked around and finally saw Yu Zecheng in the corner.

Wu Jingzhong and none of them were in the mood to dance. They were discussing something in low voices.

Yu Zecheng and Zuo Lan looked at each other, a little moved, "Webmaster, I know Zuo Lan, I'll go say hello."

"Go ahead. But, Zecheng, you are a smart person and know what to say and what not to say." Wu Jingzhong warned.

"Understood, webmaster, I'll just say hello to her and say a few polite words. Otherwise, people will laugh at me for being petty. After all, we had a good time before." Yu Zecheng said with a casual smile.

"Well, we can't let the other side underestimate us." Wu Jingzhong nodded.
Chapter completed!