In the reception room downstairs, Lu Jing'an sat in the first place, and the other bosses and people from the planning company sat in the lower seats. In the reception room, under the wall full of books, there was a strong fragrance of tea.
The boss of the planning company is reporting to Lu Jingan.
"The entire ninth floor of the cruise ship is Mr. Lu's private area, and it has been arranged according to Mr. Lu's requirements. Here are the photos of the scene. Take a look."
"Except for the flowers, which need to be started tomorrow morning, the rest have been arranged today."
Lu Jing'an took the tablet, looked at it, and said, "Where's the security?"
"Security is in place, Mr. Lu, don't worry. Mr. Lu's people are in important areas, and the rest are experienced people sent by professional security companies."
"Make sure nothing goes wrong."
"clear."
While they were chatting, there was a knock on the tearoom door, and Quinlan came in and whispered something.
Lu Jing'an hummed and waved his hand to signal her to go out.
"The entrance inspection must be strict."
"Don't worry, Mr. Lu," for such a big event, even if Shengmao has people, Lu Jing'an doesn't want to leave such tedious matters to his subordinates and leave professional matters to professionals.
That's the smart thing to do.
"Here today, Xu Wei, send people off the mountain."
Come in a hurry, go in a hurry.
Before leaving, the boss of the planning company saw Lu Jing'an taking the red wine glass from the butler's hand and going up to the second floor, walking in a hurry, as if he was going to see someone.
"Mr. Lu, isn't he the one hiding in the golden house? He's in such a hurry and carrying red wine. It seems like there's someone waiting upstairs."
"Don't ask about things you shouldn't ask about."
The person who was scolded touched his nose, feeling a little embarrassed.
In the master bedroom on the second floor, Huanong took off her makeup, washed her hair, put on a facial mask and lay down in the bathtub. The hot water swept over her body, and she sighed in comfort.
Footsteps sounded, and she glanced sideways, thinking it was Kunlan, but she didn't expect it was Lu Jingan.
"You're at home!"
"We were just talking about something, are you freezing?"
"Yes!" Huanong pointed to the short table beside him and signaled Lu Jing'an to put down the red wine.
"Not leaving?"
"Let's talk."
"Has Bai Yun contacted you these days?"
"I contacted you and we will go together tomorrow. Have you made all the arrangements?"
"It's arranged," Lu Jing'an nodded. The man sat on a chair nearby and chatted with her wordlessly. Huanong was feeling dizzy.
Thinking about it, he saw Lu Jing'an still there and said in a bad tone, "You still won't leave?"
"Auntie is gone? Then you can take a bath."
"It's not frozen anymore!"
The man was stunned at first, with a flash of worry on his face. Then he remembered something and nodded: "Very good!"
Good? ? ? ?
"Your wife is going to die, but you're still fine?"
Bang... The sound of the door closing blocked her words.
"Dog man!" Huanong muttered, stood up, put on a nightgown, and blew his wet hair casually.
As soon as he left the bedroom, he saw Lu Jing'an feeding the cat with a cat strip. Huanong walked over with a cup and sat cross-legged on the sofa, drinking wine and watching Lu Jing'an feeding the cat.
There is quite a feeling of tranquility over time.
"Will you take Xu Jiang with you tomorrow?"
"It depends on her time."
"Have you asked?" Huanong asked.
Lu Jing'an glanced sideways at her. Huanong understood, that meant there was no contact.
The next day, the Shengmao Group's year-end appreciation banquet was held on the cruise ship. It started at 4 p.m. that day and lasted until 10 p.m. the next day. The trip started from Pier 10 of Beijing and Hong Kong to City W below and then returned, browsing the scenery of the two cities along the way. .
Guests enter from the first floor and take the elevator to the second floor with a red invitation.
The person holding the green invitation takes the elevator to the sixth floor.
This separates guests from Shengmao Group’s internal staff.
The activity areas for company personnel are on the second, third and fourth floors, the banquet areas for guests are on the sixth, seventh and eighth floors, and the ninth floor is the private space of Mr. Shengmao Lu.
No one else can get up.
The fifth floor is a separate open accommodation floor.
"Mr. Lu is such a generous person! It is said that he spent 70 million to charter this luxury yacht just to hold a year-end appreciation banquet?"
"Isn't that right? Shengmao's year-end appreciation banquet is highly anticipated every year, and Mr. Lu is always willing to spend money on these places."
"It is indeed Mr. Lu! Others stand up at thirty, but he stands out at thirty."
"Comparing people with each other makes people angry."
"I seemed to have seen the figure of the Gossip Girl just now. I don't know if I saw it wrong."
"who?"
"Princess Hua."
"Princess Hua is from the Hua family. Regardless of whether she is the heroine of the scandal or not, the Hua family is invited every year. What's so new about this? Look at the people in Shengmao, who has ever talked about this matter? It's just us. Each and every one of these peripheral melon-eating people... looks like they have never seen anything in the world."
Huanong wore a burgundy velvet strapless dress that day.
Her thin, white arms and slender waist are hard to take away.
"Miss, we've arrived."
"I know." After Chen Shi finished speaking, Huanong nodded, standing on the railing on the seventh floor and looking towards the banquet hall on the sixth floor, his eyes immediately caught sight of the fair figure.
"Who are you looking for?" Xu Jiang was wearing a black sequin suspender dress that day. Because he didn't like to participate in such activities, there were not many serious dresses in the cabinet. This one was from Huanong.
People who have been in the hospital all year round and have never been exposed to the sun are so clean that no pores can be seen on their bodies.
One black and one red standing together, quite eye-catching.
"Jiang Yue'an."
"What are you doing with him?"
"Of course I'm going to show you the show," Huanong raised his eyebrows.
When Xu Jiang heard this, his eyes lit up. Aren't these the things that wealthy families are most in need of?
Moreover, Huanong's good shows are more interesting than ordinary good shows.
"A good show from the Jiang family?"
"uh-huh!"
"Are you going to clean it up yourself or do it for my brother?"
"What's the difference?"
"Of course!" Xu Jiang's voice suddenly rose: "You have to know that if you clean it up yourself, it is your own business. If you help my brother clean it up, that means, are you ready to follow up? My brother has been tied up for the rest of his life? He will never get divorced in the future?"
Huanong paused and was a little surprised when he heard Xu Jiang's words: "How do you know?"
"I know it's weird?"
Xu Jiang originally wanted to get away with it, but when she saw Huanong staring at her intently, she coughed awkwardly: "Last time my eldest brother was sick, I was standing guard at the door and heard him."
"Don't talk nonsense, don't let your parents know," the young people's actions may not be acceptable to the elderly.
"You see, you still have feelings for my brother, right? If you don't have feelings, my parents will know about it, and you won't care. People, only if you care, will you care about other people's feelings."
Huanong: ....."If you can say that, it would be a pity not to be a psychiatrist."
"Hold on, I'm going to the bathroom."
Huanong chased Bai Yun's figure to the bathroom.
