No. 108, Huangpu Road.
Fan Shengmei was dressed up. In Qiu Yingying's words, she looked like a little apple that a man couldn't take his eyes away from.
In contrast, Andy was dressed much more plainly, wearing a women's suit and shirt and trousers.
The charity reception was held in the most upscale hotel in Shanghai. The exterior decoration was simple and elegant, with a strong European style. The interior is brightly lit with candles, and there are silver plates with thermal covers on the dining table. Various pastries and fruit platters are lined up, and beyond that are champagne and fruit drinks.
Well-dressed men and women walked back and forth, acquaintances gathered around the small dining table or in the corner and whispered about business activities. There was a foreign band on the small stage near the window, and gentle jazz music flowed through the entire place.
On the big screen at the front of the venue, photos of terminally ill children flashed one after another.
As soon as the two of them entered the door, Andy handed the invitation to the waiter, picked up the signature pen on the plate, walked to the place where the name was left, and wrote his name. Mr. Zhang from Panshi and two people gathered around to greet her, and Fan Shengmei walked into the venue suppressing her excitement.
Whatever she saw, whether it was a tasteful jazz band, well-dressed elite celebrities, or a dazzling array of exquisite food, it was like rain more precious than sesame oil poured into her heart, and her whole body relaxed. All unhappiness dissipates.
She belongs here! In this upper-class world, all the pores on her body were opened, she screamed and sucked desperately, as if she wanted to absorb the nobility floating in the air into her body.
Soon, she remembered Qiu Yingying's request for her to take photos of the reception when Andy picked her up here, so she covered it up with her handbag and carefully captured the high-end elements of the scene--even if Qiu Yingying didn't tell her, she would have Photograph them. When I post these to Moments and receive likes and replies, I feel a sense of joy that they exist just for me.
She patted and patted and patted and patted, and accidentally bumped into a man who looked quite young, clean and energetic.
"I'm sorry."
"It's okay, it's okay. It's an honor for me to be hit by a beautiful woman. Are you here for the reception too?"
"I am just a small person and not qualified to attend the meeting. I am here with my friends."
"Then I want to thank your friend for giving me the honor to meet a beautiful woman. The color red suits you very well and makes people eye-catching."
"..."
Andy got rid of the people outside and walked into the venue. At a glance, he saw Fan Shengmei chatting and laughing with Qu Lianjie. She did not go over to disturb him, smiled slightly, and walked inside.
After saying hello to a few people she knew, she received a call from Wei Wei and said a few words. She turned around and caught a glimpse of a man wearing an exaggerated velvet jacket and two neat mustaches walking in.
After hanging up the phone, Tan Zongming walked over from the opposite side. She pointed at the man who just came in and asked, "Who is that man?"
"Mr. Bao of the Bao Group."
"Mr. Bao? Is that the Bao Group that also plans to acquire Red Star?"
Tan Zongming nodded: "Yes, they are the people who called me to ask about the situation of Red Star a few days ago. They have spread rumors to the outside world that they intend to acquire Red Star, but the person who lives downstairs from you has not made any move. Instead, he has frequently contacted Fujian and Zhejiang. Enterprise, isn’t this...a bit urgent? I came to Shanghai this time to attend a cocktail party and also to inquire about information.”
While the two were talking, Bao Yifan saw Tan Zongming and walked forward with his assistant.
"Mr. Tan, I said that I didn't see anyone after walking around, so I came here to hide."
"Mr. Bao, hello."
Tan Zongming shook hands with him.
"I have a slight cold. It's cold outside, so I put on an extra layer of clothing." Trumpet Bass Woofer laughed twice, took off the coat he was wearing and handed it to the assistant. He turned to look at Andy: "This is..."
Tan Zongming introduced the two of them: "This is our CFO of Shengxuan, Andy. Bao Yifan, the little boss of Bao Group."
"Andy? I know that Mr. Tan always talks about you. I have always been curious about what kind of person he can praise so much. I didn't expect you to be so young and beautiful. It's a pleasure to meet you. This is my business card."
Bao Yifan took out a business card and handed it over.
Andy took it in his hand: "Sorry, I didn't bring my business card."
After dealing with Bao Yifan, she looked at Tan Zongming and was about to say goodbye and leave. When her eyes swept across the door, she was stunned and swallowed the words that came to her lips.
Tan Zongming noticed the change in her expression and looked sideways: "Why is he here?"
Bao Yifan turned around: "Who is it?"
Tan Zongming said: "The person you most want to see."
As soon as Lin Yue entered the door, he saw three people talking and laughing by the balcony. However, his eyes only glanced at Qu Lianjie, who was talking and laughing with Fan Shengmei, and called Wang Baichuan, who had a cold expression, to come over.
They say enemies are extremely jealous when they meet, and this pair of old lovers were also very jealous when they met.
Wang Baichuan looked at Fan Shengmei coldly.
As for Fan Shengmei, seeing that she couldn't escape, she was briefly stunned and then looked proud: "Hey, why are you here too?"
Wang Baichuan said: "I came here with Mr. Lin."
Fan Shengmei said in a tone full of superiority: "Oh, let me introduce to you, Wang Baichuan, my high school classmate, this is Mr. Qu."
Wang Baichuan didn't move, and neither did Qu Lianjie. The two nodded to each other.
When they arrived at Lin Yue, Fan Shengmei reached out his hand before Fan Shengmei could say anything: "Lin Yue, please take care of me when we first meet."
Qu Lianjie was stunned for a moment, thinking that it was the first time they met, but he soon realized that Lin Yue didn't want Fan Shengmei to know that they knew each other, so he cooperatively stretched out his hand and shook his hand: "Where is Mr. Lin? ah?"
"Huaxin Securities."
"Hua Xin? Not bad."
"Is it okay? Where is Mr. Qu?"
"I usually play in finance and import and export trade."
"Oh, nice to meet you, nice to meet you."
The two of them pretended not to know each other and exchanged pleasantries with each other. Seeing that it was almost time, Lin Yue changed the subject and told Wang Baichuan to feel free. He carried his briefcase and walked to the workroom at the back.
"Lin Yue...Lin Yue, stop."
He opened the door and walked into the workroom. A person from behind stopped him. When he turned around, he saw that it was Andy.
He ignored her, opened his briefcase, handed something to the staff, and whispered a few instructions before he had time to answer her questions.
"What's up?"
Andy said: "I didn't expect you to come too."
Lin Yue said: "Although I hate occasions like this, being able to raise funds for people in need through charity auctions makes this disgusting thing a thing of the past."
Andy glanced at the pictures of suffering and poor children on the big screen, and then looked at the look-alike elites from all walks of life in the venue, and shook his head helplessly. Seeing as what he said, it really suited his style.
"So, when you went to Huaxin, you were doing things while holding back your nausea?"
Lin Yue said without hesitation: "That's right."
"You two, what are you talking about? Are we so in love?" The voice of the subwoofer BUFF came from behind, and Bao Yifan stepped forward with a glass of wine.
"You really want to know?" Lin Yue looked at him with a half-smile.
Bao Yifan said: "I really want to know."
Lin Yue said: "I told her that your voice was disgusting. She said yes. She had never heard such an unpleasant voice since she was born. It was the same as my father-in-law who had been castrated seven or eight times. I said that my father-in-law's voice should not be heard again. Is it sharp and thin? She said it hurt because it was castrated too much, and she became mute."
Andy looked blank and thought to himself: How could he do this? When did she talk about others like this?
Bao Yifan was also stunned. He had never expected to encounter such a thing. Rather than not giving him face, the man in front of him was more hostile. How could he start off at the first sign and use such despicable words?
Lin Yue shrugged: "This is what you wanted me to say."
After leaving these words, Lin Yue turned and left, leaving behind Bao Yifan's half-stretched hand and his uncertain face.
Knowing that the person responsible for the Red Star merger and acquisition case was present, he came over to say hello with a smile on his face. He didn't expect to receive such treatment. It's irritating, so irritating.
"Wait, stop." Andy caught up with Lin Yue: "I obviously didn't say that, why are you talking nonsense."
"To stop him from pestering me and you."
Andy was stunned. She really hated the way Bao Yifan looked at her. To be honest, she was not interested in this kind of swinger.
"Wait a moment."
Andy quickly caught up: "I heard that the Bao Group intends to acquire Red Star. Isn't it too childish for you to just leave him alone?"
"Why are you talking so much?" Lin Yue took a glass of wine from the waiter's hand and sat on the nearest sofa.
Andy said: "I don't understand. Since your purpose of attending the reception is to raise funds for people in need, why do you want to offend Bao Yifan? You can take advantage of his desire to get in touch with you and sell goods at high prices."
Lin Yue said: "Do I need to please him for charity money? Even if he doesn't come, my things can still fetch the highest price in the auction."
Andy shook his head: "I don't believe it."
