Chapter 283 The Quiet Wedding Scene
Chapter 283 The Quiet Wedding Scene
July 2023, 7, Saturday, is a good day for marriage. It will be sunny with a temperature between 1 and 25 degrees Celsius.
At 5 o'clock in the morning, the city begins to wake up from the silence of the night.
"Jingle Bell--"
The soft alarm sounded.
Tang Song opened his eyes instantly, picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table and turned off the alarm.
When I turned around, I met a pair of charming and lazy eyes.
I couldn't help but let out a bright smile on my face, "Morning, Zhuangzhuang."
"Ding Dong——" The phone in my hand vibrated and the text message alert sounded.
“【招商银行】您尾号6800的账户于07月01日 05:00收入人民币6400.00元。”
Tang Song's mood instantly became better.
Every day when he wakes up, he has a small amount of money coming in. Even though he is no longer short of money, he still feels stable, solid and secure.
"Morning." Wenruan yawned, her voice soft and sticky in the early morning, and there was a hint of sleepiness on her face.
Her thick brown hair fell over her exposed skin, looking particularly gorgeous.
Tang Song licked his dry lips and gently held the peach behind Wenruan, "Zhuangzhuang, can you scream again?"
The slender and flexible fingers instantly made her face blush.
She bit her lips softly, rolled her eyes, and pushed his chest with her hand, "Go to hell! Also, don't call me Zhuangzhuang! I'm plump and toned, not strong at all."
Then, her soft eyes flashed, she pinched Tang Song's chin, and said coldly: "Come on, brother, call me sister!"
I was controlled by him last night, which caused me to lose all face. I couldn't even raise my head in front of him.
Now that I have come to my senses, I must first get back my ground!
Moreover, it was a bit overwhelming to see Tang Song naked so early in the morning.
I couldn't help but want to tease this little brother.
I have to say that Tang Song is in really good shape now.
6 clear and firm abdominal muscles, explosive core muscle groups...
Wenruan is a bit obsessed with looks and also likes fitness.
Looking at Tang Song's face that directly touched upon his sexual proclivities, as well as his smooth and tight muscle lines, he really liked him to the extreme.
Tang Song raised his eyebrows slightly and moved his left hand, which immediately caused the elder sister to exclaim in a low voice.
"Zhuangzhuang, you are so obscene."
"Damn it!" Wen Ruan was so angry that she pressed her mature body weighing more than 130 pounds forward.
In the dimly lit room in the early morning, there was a burst of laughter and noise.
From time to time, there were also the threatening voice of the elder sister and the teasing voice of Tang Song.
...
Wash, change clothes, put on makeup...
When Wen Ruan packed her things and came to the bedroom, she happened to meet Tang Song who came out of the cloakroom.
Seeing the tie in his hand, Wenruan raised a gentle smile, "Let me do it."
He walked forward and took the gray tie.
The soft silk slid across her fingertips as she gently wrapped the tie around his neck, her fingers flexibly adjusting the length and position, tying each knot gently and delicately.
Soon, the tie was tied.
Wenruan took a step back and looked at Tang Song in front of her with a sweet and happy face.
With a height of 184 cm and excellent body proportions, he looks tall and elegant in a well-tailored suit, with the confidence and composure unique to the elite class.
Awesome!
She stepped forward again and kissed Tang Song's lips.
Feel his fresh and pleasant breath and breathe in his scent.
It took a while.
Wenruan let go of him and said in a sweet voice, "Let's go, handsome boyfriend, it's time for us to leave. I'll be waiting for you to pick me up in the new room of the hotel."
"Let's go, my girlfriend."
A few minutes later.
The door of the Maybach S680 waiting downstairs opened, the two got in the car and slowly drove onto the main road.
It's not even six o'clock yet.
There were relatively few vehicles and pedestrians on the streets, and only some roadside breakfast shops had their signs lit. The whole city seemed a little quiet.
The sanitation workers responsible for cleaning the city have already started to get busy.
On the road, you can often see men, women, young and old getting up early to do morning exercises.
The two sat in the back row, quietly admiring the early morning in the imperial capital.
The car first stopped outside a star-rated hotel. Wenruan got out of the car and walked quickly towards the gate.
Since Zhou Bo and Sun Simin are both from Shandong Province and only have one newly purchased house here, the wedding pick-up location was set at this nearby hotel.
The wedding banquet at noon was also held here.
The all-inclusive package costs 6 yuan, which is a very good price-performance ratio in the capital.
As the maid of honor, Wenruan has an important task today.
In addition to putting on makeup and changing into bridesmaid dresses, we also need to work with the makeup artist to help the bride put on makeup, take some morning gown photos, play some games with the sisters, and shoot video records...
I watched my elder sister disappear.
Tang Song said something to the driver and set off for Fuyuanli Community.
Outside the door of Unit 13, Building 2, an arch has been erected, a red carpet has been laid out, and various festive stickers have been affixed. There are also some flowers and signboards around it.
Go up the somewhat dilapidated stairs to the 4th floor.
"Ding Dong-Ding Dong-" Tang Song pressed the electronic doorbell.
Soon, the brown security door was opened.
The room was cheerful and full of warmth.
Zhou Bo, who was already wearing a suit, smiled enthusiastically, "Boss Tang, you're here, come in and sit down."
Behind him was an elderly couple who looked somewhat uneasy.
Tang Song patted Zhou Bo's shoulder enthusiastically, "As expected of the groom, you are so handsome!"
"Hey, okay. By the way, this is my parents." Zhou Bo quickly introduced: "Mom and Dad, this is Tang Song I told you about, the boss of our company and classmate Simin's boyfriend."
"Hello, uncle and aunt, nice to meet you."
"Hello, hello! Come in and sit down. Lao Zhou, go and pour tea for Mr. Tang."
"Aunt, you don't have to be so polite. Today is Brother Bo's big day. You can just call me by my name. Besides, I'm the best man. I'm here to work. How can I let you entertain me?"
The few of them exchanged pleasantries for a while.
Tang Song started to get busy.
Help count the red envelopes for the bride, prepare props, cooperate with the photographer to record the video, eat breakfast...
This was his first time as a best man, and it felt particularly novel and interesting.
7:30am.
The group got on the wedding car and headed to the hotel to pick up the bride.
……
Chaoyang District, Dongba Home Community.
"Old Zhao, get up quickly and eat. You'll take the girl to the dance class later!" The wife pushed open the door and shouted.
Go to the window and draw open the curtains.
The bright sunlight instantly filled the whole room.
Zhao Mingying stretched out her hand to block the glaring sunlight, then sat up from the bed with a dazed expression.
"I'm talking to you! Do you hear me?" The wife came to the bed and started to fold the quilt.
"Okay, got it." Zhao Mingying nodded and looked at his phone.
He stood up from the bed and went to the living room.
"Good morning, Dad!" The daughter Tiantian was holding a paintbrush and doodling.
"Good morning, Tiantian." Zhao Mingying sat down at the dining table.
On the table was pumpkin porridge, steamed meat buns, and a pile of pickles that my wife had cooked early in the morning.
Zhao Mingying was eating a steaming hot breakfast, but she felt very upset.
Just yesterday, a human resources manager of the company approached him.
The public relations and events department where he works needs to optimize its organizational structure to improve operational efficiency and reduce management costs.
The original media relations operations will be taken over by the media operations departments of other business units.
Zhao Mingying, head of the public relations department and media relations group, was the first to suffer the brunt of the reduced "management costs."
However, it is still under discussion, and they said that this is to allow him to be mentally prepared first.
What are you afraid of?
He had a premonition about this day, which was why he worked overtime until 9 o'clock every day, took the initiative to go on business trips, and was cautious in every aspect.
As a media group, Nebula International has numerous factions within it, and conflicts and contradictions have always existed.
For example, in the public relations and activities department, as business growth slows down, leaders always have to find ways to reduce costs.
Although he took the initiative to ask for a pay cut, the HR department still expressed regret.
He is 36 years old this year and has been in the company for 10 years.
Because he joined the company early and academic qualifications were not a concern at the time, he was just an ordinary junior college student.
However, due to his annual salary increase and the fact that he is barely considered a management level, his current human resource costs are very prominent.
The debuffs are indeed fully stacked.
The leader who was several years younger than him was naturally the first one to be targeted.
Touching his smooth forehead and thinking about his current situation, Zhao Mingying felt particularly uncomfortable.
“Tap, tap, tap—” The wife tidied up the room and came out, sitting next to her daughter. She suddenly said, “Lao Zhao, our daughter likes painting very much recently. I want to sign her up for a class.”
"How much?" Zhao Mingying raised her head.
"6800 yuan. Many of the girl's classmates have signed up, so they can have some common topics to talk about."
"Oh, report it then."
"Also, my mom is going to have surgery on her leg next month. Although it will be covered by the residents' medical insurance, it will still cost a lot of money. They don't have a pension, so we have to pay something. How much do you think is appropriate?"
"Just come and watch."
Zhao Mingying lowered his head and silently calculated the family savings.
Fortunately, he bought the house early when the unit price of the community was only 2 yuan. Later, he also repaid several loans in advance. Now the monthly mortgage is less than 5 yuan.
But my wife is just an ordinary accountant and her salary is very low.
When people reach middle age, they face unemployment and their stable life is disrupted.
Children, elderly, mortgage, life...
Pressure is coming from all sides.
He had to find a job quickly.
He picked up his phone, opened WeChat, and scrolled through his contacts, wondering if any of his connections could help him.
During these years of work, he has made many friends, many of whom have become company executives.
If you are thick-skinned and contact people slowly, it shouldn't be difficult to find a job to make a living.
However, the salary is definitely not as good as that of Nebula International Group, and it is also unstable.
Sighing, Zhao Mingying opened his Moments and started scrolling through them while eating.
Soon, several festive and bright red photos came into view.
【Wenruan: "The most beautiful moment, the best of us, happy wedding, my girl!"】
Below is a set of 9 photos taken in the hotel’s wedding room.
In the C position is the bride Sun Simin, and there are several girls around her.
The most eye-catching one is undoubtedly the warmth and softness.
Zhao Mingying patted his forehead and then remembered that he had to attend Sun Simin's wedding at noon.
It was because yesterday's notice was so sudden that he had forgotten about it.
I have red envelopes at home, but there may not be enough cash, so I have to go to the bank.
Looking at Wenruan's photo, Zhao Mingying shook his head with a wry smile.
It’s quite ironic. I just helped someone with internal referral a few days ago, and now I’m about to be optimized.
As for asking Vice President Ji Qiuyu for help through the back door, he had never thought about it.
The two of them worked in the same department when they joined the company, added each other's contact information, and could barely say a few words to each other.
The reason why I was able to recommend Wenruan to President Ji.
It was also because I saw the recruitment notice posted on the other party’s circle of friends, so it was Mr. Ji who took the initiative to ask for an internal referral.
Given his current situation, it would be beyond his ability for him to go and ask for help from others.
Shaking his head, Zhao Mingying commented on this post: "Congratulations to Simin on her wedding! The bride is beautiful, and the bridesmaids are beautiful too!"
……
In a hotel suite celebrating.
Wen Ruan held the answer sheet and said loudly, "Please tell me the bride's lunar birthday!"
"June 9th!"
"Please tell me ten good qualities of the bride!"
"Virtuous, smart, pretty, good at cooking... um... let me think..."
Amid the booing, Zhou Bo's face turned red with anxiety.
...
"Where are the shoes?"
"It's not in the closet!" "It's not in the bedside table either! Look under the bed!"
"It's on top of the air conditioner! Brother Bo! Go get it! We'll carry you up there!"
After getting the shoes, Zhou Bo tidied up his messy clothes, knelt on one knee and put them on Sun Simin.
Then she took the bouquet handed to her by Tang Song and said loudly and excitedly: "Sun Simin, I love you. I have only one sentence to say: Marry me!"
After taking the bouquet, the two hugged and kissed.
Cheers and applause instantly exploded in the room.
Standing in the crowd, Tang Song looked at Wen Ruan. She was looking at the newlyweds hugging each other, her eyes filled with tears.
The bride was taken back to the new house in Fuyuanli.
Serving tea, taking photos, entertaining...
After completing the whole process, we set off for the hotel banquet hall.
……
11 o'clock in the morning.
The wedding is about to begin and guests are arriving one after another.
A black Buick Regal was parked in the hotel's underground parking lot.
Zhao Mingying locked the car, patted the trouser pocket containing his wallet, and walked towards the elevator.
He, Sun Simin and Wen Ruan were all in the same department before and they had a good relationship with each other.
At the beginning, he was the leader of the two.
Later, with Tangzong Entertainment's controlling stake, the company's internal organizational structure was adjusted and several business units were established, which led to the dispersion of the employees in different departments.
Now, several years later, he is still standing still.
Sun Simin has been promoted to planning director, with the same rank as him.
In the final analysis, it is still because of the lack of education.
In the increasingly formalized Nebula International, he is one of the first old employees to be eliminated.
Outside the entrance to the banquet hall on the first floor.
The reception and check-in area is a lively red, with wedding photos of the newlyweds placed next to it.
Zhao Mingying smiled widely and walked over quickly, "Simin, congratulations, and happy wedding!"
"Thank you, Lao Zhao!" Sun Simin, wearing a beautiful reception dress, happily stretched out her hand and said, "Give me the red envelope!"
"Hahaha, here it comes!" Zhao Mingying took out a red envelope from his trouser pocket and placed it on the long table. On it was written "Forever united, happily married" in golden font.
Because they had a good relationship, his red envelope was quite thick, with an auspicious number, 888 yuan.
I had a brief chat with the bride and groom.
Zhao Mingying waved to the people next to her and said, "The two bridesmaids are so beautiful today. They are almost stealing the show from the bride."
Su Keke said sweetly, "Hello, Brother Zhao."
Wen Ruan took Wang Jiao's hand and said with a smile: "Old Zhao, you are finally here."
Three former colleagues stood together and chatted for a few words.
There was another sound of footsteps beside me, accompanied by enthusiastic congratulations.
"Happy wedding!" "Happy wedding! Here are the red envelopes for you!"...
Zhao Mingying turned around and saw a dozen employees from the company's creative planning department, both men and women, all of whom were colleagues from Sun Simin's department.
After gathering together and having fun for a while.
These colleagues all turned their eyes to Wen Ruan who was standing next to them.
"Wenruan, long time no see." "Wenruan."
"Everyone is welcome to attend Simin's wedding!" Facing these former colleagues, Wenruan acted very calmly, "Come on, comrades, I'll take you to your seats."
Then, everyone followed into the spacious and bright banquet hall.
The entire venue was beautifully decorated with white veils, balloons, fireworks and lights.
The sound of soft music flowed in the air.
Since the participants today are classmates and colleagues from both sides, there are not many seats.
There were 5 or 6 tables on each side, arranged very loosely, with a T-shaped stage in the middle, covered with red carpet and rose petals.
Go to the woman’s relatives and friends area on the right and arrange for everyone to sit down.
A male colleague who arrived early stood up and asked with concern: "Wenruan, I heard that you went to the media operations department for an interview. How was the result?"
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's eyes were focused on him.
The male colleagues looked at the mature and sexy Wenruan and their eyes became eager.
Wenruan was once a very popular beauty in their business department.
When we meet again now, he is still as charming as ever.
"I heard Jiaxuan say a few days ago that you wanted to return to Nebula International."
"I heard that Lao Zhao recommended you. Are you going to the Yancheng branch to continue working as a planner? A management position?"
"The Yancheng branch is under the charge of our General Manager Ji. The early supervisors were all sent by the head office. It is difficult to directly enter the management position."
...
Wenruan pursed her lips tightly and said in a complicated tone: "I haven't met President Ji yet, so the specific results are still unclear."
"Come on!" "Welcome back to the big family of Nebula International as soon as possible."
Looking at this once dazzling female colleague, many people sighed.
Wenruan just happened to arrive at the right time.
I joined the company in 15, and in 17, Nebula International was invested by Tangzong Entertainment. The company began to develop rapidly and the salaries of employees increased accordingly.
I didn't expect that he would suddenly resign later.
Now that she is 30 years old, she wants to go back to the company and start over, but she doesn’t know what the outcome will be.
Zhao Mingying sighed and couldn't help but think about the fact that she was going to be laid off.
It is very difficult to live comfortably in such a complex and large group.
"Wenruan, just like Jiaxuan said, you can go find Mr. Zhang." A female colleague smiled and said, "He is now the general manager of the International Cooperation Department, and he is also a senior executive of our group. He can definitely help you."
After hearing her words, the expressions of her colleagues around her became a little strange.
Many of them were eyewitnesses to the "yellow rumor incident" involving Wen Ruan and Zhang Zihang.
Even if you haven't seen the scene where Zhang Zihang's wife angrily scolded Wen Ruan, you have heard about it or even seen the video clip.
I also know that it was the most embarrassing experience for Wen Ruan, and it was for this reason that she left Nebula International.
Now that Pan Huihui has exposed someone's scars in person, it is somewhat embarrassing.
Wen Ruan ignored her. Today was her best friend's wedding and she didn't want to affect the lively and festive atmosphere.
During those five years at Nebula International, although I made a lot of friends, I may have also offended some idiots unintentionally.
For example, Pan Huihui was once a colleague in the digital marketing department.
As far as she knows, the other party is now on good terms with Li Jiaxuan.
"Hello everyone, what are you talking about? Huihui, I heard you mentioned my name just now. Are you saying something bad about me secretly?" A soft and playful female voice sounded.
Everyone turned around and saw Li Jiaxuan and Zhang Zihang walking over, and behind them was the bridesmaid Su Keke.
"Mr. Zhang!" "Mr. Zhang! You're here!" "Jiaxuan! You look so beautiful today!"
Colleagues stood up and greeted him.
Then, they couldn't help but look at Wenruan again.
As a senior executive of the company, it was incredible that Zhang Zihang could attend the wedding of Sun Simin, a junior employee.
The reason for this can only be because it is too soft.
Many female colleagues couldn't help but have a hint of jealousy in their eyes.
As the only son of company director Zhang Chaoming, Zhang Zihang is basically the designated future successor with unlimited prospects.
Zhang Zihang said in a casual tone: "Everyone, please take a seat. We are all guests attending the wedding today. There is no need to be so reserved."
Zhang Zihang, 35 years old this year, has a gentle and easy-going appearance and a well-proportioned figure.
He had a pair of grey half-framed glasses on his nose, his hair was combed neatly to one side, and he had a calm and unhurried temperament.
He is a very charming man.
After hearing his words, everyone sat down with a smile and exchanged a few words of greeting.
Zhang Zihang took a deep breath, turned around, looked straight in the direction of Wenruan, and said with a smile: "Long time no see."
Three years have passed, and she is still as pleasing to the eye, with more charm accumulated over the years.
It's like a glass of fine aged wine, refreshing.
"Mr. Zhang, please take a seat!" Wen Ruan's face showed no emotion, and she politely pointed to an empty table in the front.
"Thank you, Sister Wenruan." Li Jiaxuan, who was wearing an elegant long dress, smiled, took Zhang Zihang's arm, and walked towards her seat.
However, Zhang Zihang next to him did not move.
After a moment of silence, Zhang Zihang walked up to Wen Ruan and said, "Wen Ruan, I came here mainly to extend an olive branch to you. You were the most outstanding employee in our digital marketing department before, and I still admire you very much. I recommended you to General Manager Xie and would like to invite you to be the director of the digital marketing department."
After hearing this, the surroundings gradually quieted down and everyone widened their eyes in surprise.
Li Jiaxuan, who was standing next to him, turned pale and felt intense jealousy and resentment in her heart.
She had worked hard for so many years, pursued Zhang Zihang for so long, and even slept with him several times.
But in the end, he still didn't see himself.
The director position that he had longed for was still in his hands!
If Wenruan takes the position, I'm afraid I'll have to leave immediately.
Wenruan's eyes flickered slightly, her brows furrowed, and her heart was full of doubts.
Isn't it Mr. Ji? Why is it Mr. Xie? What's going on?
Looking at the silent Wenruan, Zhang Zihang stepped forward again.
He said calmly, "I'm very sorry that I caused you a bad influence because of my personal reasons.
Now I have been transferred back to the headquarters from the subsidiary, and I hope you can come back too.
You don’t need to care about many things. As long as you become strong enough, no one will dare to hurt you.”
After saying this, he glanced at his colleagues one by one.
In fact, as one of the parties involved, because of his special identity.
Basically all the disturbances lead to warmth and softness.
He came here today just to make some promises to the other party and to support her.
Make up for your past debts.
Of course, he really liked this female colleague.
The other party is intelligent, kind, emotionally stable and sexy, and is an ideal candidate for a wife.
Now that both of them are unmarried, it may not be impossible for them to try to be together.
Colleagues all looked at Wenruan with complicated eyes.
The Mr. Xie that Zhang Zihang mentioned is Xie Wenbin, the vice president in charge of marketing, a real group executive.
Now, Wen Ruan can become a middle-level manager of the company as long as he nods.
Leave these people behind.
Pan Huihui, who had come to her senses, trembled violently and turned pale in an instant. She was an employee of the digital marketing department.
If Wen Ruan became her leader, she would probably be promoted immediately.
Zhao Mingying swallowed his saliva, feeling extremely bitter in his heart.
People's circumstances are really incomparable.
But then I felt relieved.
With Wenruan's abilities and achievements, if that incident had not happened, he would have had a great chance of becoming the director of the digital marketing department.
Now it's just a matter of returning to its original trajectory.
It seems that Mr. Zhang is still very friendly.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang." Looking at Zhang Zihang in front of him, Wenruan moved to the side and whispered, "I have no intention of returning to the headquarters to work. I can only let you down."
Hear this.
Li Jiaxuan and Pan Huihui instantly breathed a sigh of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from their shoulders.
Others looked incredulous.
The director of the digital marketing department, a position with an annual salary of hundreds of thousands, actually gave up just like that! ?
Zhao Mingying opened his mouth and was about to say something to persuade him.
Li Jiaxuan held Zhang Zihang's arm again, "Mr. Zhang, Sister Wenruan has her own plans. She has always been a very independent woman. I think you should respect her choice."
Zhang Zihang calmly freed his arm.
His tone was firm and confident: "Don't rush to give me an answer, you can take your time to think about it, my promise is always valid."
Feeling Zhang Zihang's attitude, Li Jiaxuan lowered her head, bit her lower lip hard, and tried hard to suppress her emotions.
In the bright hall, soft music was still playing, but everyone was disturbed by the sudden news.
At this moment, a clear and magnetic voice sounded: "Ruanruan, what's wrong?"
Accompanied by the sound of crisp footsteps, Tang Song walked over with a long tube of fireworks in his hand.
He was wearing a neat suit, had handsome features, and had a "best man" nameplate on his chest.
Under the high nose bridge, the lips are clearly defined, and the slightly upturned corners of the mouth seem to have a faint smile.
He stood calmly beside Wenruan, his eyes deep and calm, with a strong sense of abstinence and elite temperament.
His appearance is a good interpretation of the word "outstanding".
He looks like a young and promising company president who walked out of a workplace drama.
Tang Song glanced at everyone, held the two fireworks in his left hand, and naturally wrapped his right hand around the soft and tight waist.
Everyone was stunned and looked at the boy who suddenly appeared in surprise.
"Nothing, just chatting with my former colleagues. Are you done with your work over there?" Wen Ruan gently leaned her head towards him, and a smile appeared on her face involuntarily.
"Well, the details have been checked, and there will be absolutely no problem with the wedding process later."
Looking at the intimate movements of the two, the others instantly understood.
A gentle boyfriend!
Li Jiaxuan's eyes flickered as she looked at the two of them and said with a smile, "Sister Wenruan, is this your boyfriend? He's so handsome!"
She is not obsessed with looks. Although the other party is indeed handsome and has good temperament, he is naturally far less impressive than Zhang Zihang, the son of the group's director.
And this handsome guy came at the right time, just enough to make Zhang Zihang give up his thoughts.
It would be best to get angry and break up with Wenruan completely.
She glanced at Tang Song's profile and said softly, "He is indeed my boyfriend."
Suddenly, whispers of discussion were heard.
Zhao Mingying in the crowd pinched her thigh.
"Hiss~" a clear feeling of pain came.
It's not an illusion! It's not a dream! Oh my god! It's really him!
Although he had never communicated with the other party, he had a deep memory of this boy.
At that time, the other party and Mo Xiangwan from Tangzong Entertainment walked into the backstage of the concert together, and the momentum was terrifying.
When arranging work in the background, their department leader Zhao Siya addressed the other party as "Mr. Tang" and was extremely respectful.
This is a real big boss, a big boss on par with Mo Xiangwan.
A boss who is even more powerful than their group CEO!
Looking at Wenruan standing closely with him.
Zhao Mingying shuddered violently, and her head felt like a roller coaster rumbling.
A blush of excitement gradually appeared on her face.
Zhang Zihang's promise was just to let Wenruan return to where she belonged.
But Wenruan has such a boyfriend, as long as Mr. Mo from Tangzong Entertainment spreads the word.
Not to mention the position of director of the digital marketing department, even the position of general manager of the business unit can be obtained!
Soon, Zhao Mingying realized another more important point.
Fortunately, I went to Yancheng and helped Wen Ruannei submit his resume, which consolidated the relationship between the two parties.
I didn’t expect that at the age of 36, I, Zhao, would finally reach a turning point in my life!
...
Zhang Zihang's eyes gradually became sharper, but he was not too surprised.
With her soft charm, it's normal for her to have a boyfriend.
Looking at the two people who were about to confront each other, a group of people couldn't help but secretly make a comparison in their hearts.
I have to admit that Wen Ruan, my boyfriend, is really outstanding in appearance and temperament, and he is young and handsome.
But Mr. Zhang is also good-looking. His father is a director of Nebula International and he himself is also a senior executive of the company.
From this aspect, Mr. Zhang is more awesome.
After a moment's silence, Zhang Zihang looked at Tang Song standing opposite him and took the initiative to extend his hand and said, "Hello, I am..."
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by an excited, rough voice.
"Hello, Mr. Tang! I didn't expect to see you here, and I didn't expect you to be Wenruan's boyfriend!"
Zhao Mingying directly stepped in between the two of them, blocking Zhang Zihang behind her, and said with a red face: "I am Wen Ruan's long-time friend and colleague, Zhao Mingying. I have never heard Wen Ruan mention you before. I was really shocked just now, hahahaha."
He was about to be fired, so what was there to be afraid of at this time? Of course he would try to get close to her first!
Who is Mr. Zhang? Get out of here!
Zhao Mingying's reckless appearance and the tone of his voice stunned all his colleagues present.
Zhang Zihang's face darkened slightly and his expression became serious.
Wen Ruan was confused and asked, "Tang Song, do you know Lao Zhao?"
Tang Song looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and smiled awkwardly.
God knows where this Old Zhao came from, I have no impression of him at all!
Zhao Mingying said excitedly, "Boss Tang may not remember, but I was there when you and Boss Mo came backstage at the concert."
"So that's how it is. Hello, Lao Zhao." Tang Song smiled and shook hands with him, and gradually understood.
For Su Yu’s concert, Nebula International is responsible for publicity planning and media relations.
There were quite a few of their employees backstage at the time, so it was reasonable for them to recognize me.
"Hello, hello!" Holding Tang Song's hand, Zhao Mingying's face flushed and her heart was pounding.
It's like finding the feeling of first love again.
Listening to the conversation between the two, the colleagues around them became more and more confused.
Wen Ruan's boyfriend seems to be quite awesome! What's his background?
Li Jiaxuan's eyes twitched, and she said softly, "Brother Zhao, who is Mr. Mo you are talking about? Is it Mr. Mo from our group's legal department?"
Zhao Mingying grinned and said, "Of course not, it's Mr. Mo from Tangzong Entertainment!"
"Tang Zong Entertainment!?"
"Mr. Mo...Momo..."
"Boss Mo!?"
...
In an instant, bursts of exclamations rang out.
Zhang Zihang's lips trembled and he didn't know what to say for a moment.
A male colleague raised his hand and said with difficulty: "Lao Zhao, please stop joking, okay?"
"Yeah, this... is intended to scare us, right?"
"Is this a small program arranged at the wedding?"
As the holding company of Nebula International, Tang Zong Entertainment and the others naturally know a lot about it.
President Mo Xiangwan is even more well-known and often appears in financial, fashion and entertainment news.
This kind of big shot is completely unrelated to them.
Hearing what Lao Zhao said, Wen Ruan, who was standing next to Tang Song, stiffened, and the guitarist at Su Yu’s concert on June 6 suddenly popped up in her mind.
Tang Song...Mo Xiangwan...Su Yu?
No wonder he has a VIP invitation to the concert.
So what is the relationship between them?
Su Yu...
Zhao Mingying licked the corners of his dry lips and was about to say something to explain.
I heard a chaotic sound of footsteps behind me, accompanied by the sound of tables and chairs colliding.
Then, all the colleagues around stood up swiftly.
A series of nervous and respectful shouts rang out.
"Boss Ji!" "Boss Ji!"
Zhao Mingying turned around and saw the vigorous and efficient vice president of the group, Ji Qiuyu.
Following behind him were the protagonists of the wedding, Sun Simin and Zhou Bo, as well as some colleagues from the company.
Everyone gathered around Ji Qiuyu, their expressions excited yet nervous.
Zhang Zihang was stunned for a moment, then quickly greeted, "Boss Ji!"
Although both are high-level management, Ji Qiuyu's weight is completely different from his. He is the real boss of the group, the powerful vice president in charge of media business, and he has the support of Tang Zong Entertainment's representative director behind him.
Even his father, who is a director, has to give face to the other party.
Ji Qiuyu greeted everyone calmly and walked into the crowd.
When she saw Tang Song next to Wen Ruan, her eyes trembled.
He suppressed his surprise and uneasiness, and a bright smile instantly appeared on his indifferent and cold face.
She took the initiative to step forward and extended her hand, saying, "Hello, President Tang! I didn't expect you to attend this wedding! I am Ji Qiuyu, the vice president of Xingyun International! President Mo mentioned you to me before, and this is our first official meeting. I'm glad to meet you!"
In an instant, the surroundings became unusually quiet.
"Hello, Ms. Ji." Tang Song pursed his lips and shook hands with her gently.
What’s going on today? It seems like everyone knows me.
Ji Qiuyu loosened his right hand, turned to look at Wenruan beside him, and said with a smile: "Hello Wenruan, it was such a coincidence that we just missed each other yesterday. I came here specially to attend Simin's wedding today, just to talk to you in person about your position and show the company's sincerity."
Wen Ruan raised her head and said in a complicated tone: "Thank you, President Ji."
"Haha." Ji Qiuyu shook hands with Wen Ruan again and said in a gentle tone: "We'll talk about the details at the wedding banquet later. I can tell you in advance that the company leaders hope that you will be the head of the Yancheng subsidiary. Of course, if you have other ideas, you can also put them forward, and we will consider them carefully."
The expression on Wen Ruan's face froze, and she subconsciously tightened her grip on Ji Qiuyu's hand.
(End of this chapter)