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Chapter 462

The huge crystal chandelier exudes a soft light.

The wine tower composed of goblet is located not far from the door, the bright red wine is against the light and exudes a light wine aroma.

Waiters and waitresses wearing suits and vests in the field shuttle back and forth. If you look closely, you will find that these service staff look good, obviously they have been strictly selected.

The guests invited to come here are all dressed up, the men are in suits and shoes, and the women are vying for beauty, like a hundred flowers blooming, a pair of beautiful legs and high heels are dizzying.

Since the banquet had already begun for a while, people who were closer to here quickly focused their attention after the door was opened.

The cold outdoor wind was quickly dissipated and assimilated by the hot wind at the door. Zhang Xiaojian in a decent suit just wanted to step into it, took off his long down jacket, and Liu Mei and Ye Mozhu took his arms from left to right.

Today, Liu Mei is wearing a white evening gown with a V-neck and a low-cut, highlighting her proud figure.

Ye Mozhu is a small black evening dress. Compared to Liu Mei, this evening dress is extremely conservative, but this does not affect her tall figure after putting on high heels, which is almost the same as Zhang Xiaojian, and the collagen on her face makes a lot of it. Older women are envious.

As soon as the three appeared, they did not become the focus of the audience.

Liu Mei is a frequent visitor on such occasions, making many acquaintances smile and nod their heads as a greeting.

Zhang Xiaojian is a little strange to the guests, but it seems that many people think he is a bit familiar. It seems that he has seen him somewhere, is it on TV?

Without taking a few steps, Ren Yao, who was wearing a red neutral suit today, but with a particularly capable temperament in the workplace, walked over and greeted them.

Ren Yao still blushed a little, of course not because he was shy when he saw someone, but he didn't drink less.

"Little sword, he's pretty handsome."

Zhang Xiaojian said horribly: "Mr. Ren, go slowly, don't fall."

Ren Yao turned his eyes back and said, "Go here."

"You go, let me talk to someone I know first."

After saying this, Liu Mei entered the hall of three or five groups. He picked up a glass of red wine from nowhere, and wore flowers and butterflies.

Zhang Xiaojian and Ye Mozhu followed Ren Yao all the way to the semi-enclosed space at the edge of the venue by the window, similar to a bar card table.

Many people sat at the table, all acquaintances.

Not only President Luo Yuluo, who didn't even tie his tie, but also Zheng Weixun, who was still dressed in Tang suit without a suit, was sitting next to a beautiful girl with a big wave in a tube top, delicate makeup, and a smile at the corner of her mouth.

Not...

This is Zheng Jiaxuan?

Zhang Xiaojian may have been walking all the way to see the beauty and was dazzled. He was a little blind for a while.

But Zheng Jiaxuan stood up: "Yeah, Xiaojian, he looks like a dog."

Zheng Weixun: "How do you speak."

Mr. Luo smiled: "My family, nothing said, Xiaojian, I can watch the finals of the idol creation camp. Recently, "And Me" has been playing repeatedly on my computer. You kid can sing."

Zhang Xiaojian smiled modestly: "This song is not too difficult to show off my singing skills. Someday I will sing a dolphin tone for you, so that you can see."

Ren Yao smiled and showed off: "Seal, right? How can you praise you, you still blew it."

Zhang Xiaojian said modestly again: "After all, my strength does not allow me to keep a low profile."

As he was talking, a familiar voice came from behind: "As always."

Zheng Jiaxuan added: "You can blow."

Looking back, Zheng Jiakai, who was in a light blue suit with an exceptionally straight waist and a red bow tie, was holding a glass of goblet. He looked like a dog..

Zhang Xiaojian gave him a punch: "Okay, it's not worse than me."

Zheng Jiakai replied with three words: "Handsome than you."

"Pooh."

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Today's dinner is exactly a dance party.

It’s not to celebrate, it’s just pure social networking.

Zhang Xiaojian can hear the words of all kinds of groups of people, and most of them are companies, stocks, and trading.

The sentence that the gap between the rich and the poor comes from asymmetric information can be fully reflected here.

People with status, status, and money in their pockets have the fastest channels of information and even insider information.

Through these news, they can use the capital in their hands to do things faster than ordinary people, so... the more rich the richer the saying is reasonable from this level.

But it is obvious that Zhang Xiaojian does not care about these topics, because everyone present must not be as rich as him, and he does not need to make money.

Sip two sips of red wine, and chatted with Zheng Jiakai and Zheng Jiaxuan.

Zheng Weixun listened and watched from the sidelines, never saying anything, as if carefully judging what level of friends they were from the conversation between his children and Zhang Xiaojian.

In the end, there was no answer, because Zhang Xiaojian was too arrogant... he didn't say anything serious.

Ye Mozhu: "Jia Xuan, where did you make your hair? It looks pretty."

Ren Yao: "Yes, I still want to ask."

Just as Zheng Jiaxuan wanted to answer, Zhang Xiaojian interrupted: "How can I say it, can I ask people to do hair stuff these years..."

"People in the entertainment industry have really begun to talk about the entertainment industry." Zheng Jiaxuan waved his big wave slightly, and said ridiculously.

Ren Yao took a sip of the red wine and said, "Isn't that right? Xiaojian is now a star anyway, and he is on hot search every other day. Isn't he going to become the national brother?"

Everyone was joking. Liu Mei came back from his walk and joined them. Zhang Xiaojian immediately became the target of the public. He also fisted and drank two sips of wine, so he had to take Zheng Jiakai to urinate and enjoy the scenery by the way.

The beauties gathered in the field, plus they all drank a little wine, the voice of Yingying and Yanyan was endless.

Zhang Xiaojian didn't know that Zheng Jiakai was very famous in this place. As soon as he walked by, many beautiful women looked at him.

Feeling that his eyes were not on him, Zhang Xiaojian couldn't help but said, "Jiakai, you can, it seems that many people are thinking about you."

Zheng Jiakai frowned: "It's very annoying."

Zhang Xiaojian felt that he was stinking and entered the bathroom first. Instead of peeing with him, he entered a single room instead.

After putting down the water comfortably, he just pulled up the trousers chain, and he frowned when he heard the girl's voice outside.

Zhang Xiaojian thought it was the sound of the sink outside, but he did not expect to push the door and saw a girl with short hair standing in front of Zheng Jiakai's door: "Brother Jiakai, I really miss you."

Zheng Jiakai's back is still tall and straight, but he doesn't know the trouser chain is not pulled up.

Zhang Xiaojian came to him in shock, and saw the short-haired girl with good looks, the white dress was extremely refreshing, her hair was different from behind her ears, and her face was clearly defined.

Zheng Jiakai is really not a badass...what about this girl...

Before Zhang Xiaojian's thoughts flashed, the girl saw him, and she stretched out her hand generously: "You are brother Jiakai's good friend Zhang Xiaojian, I know you, can you sign me?"

Zhang Xiaojian: "...Sister, this is the men's bathroom..."

The girl frowned and said aggrieved: "I don't want to, I can only stop him here."

Zhang Xiaojian looked at Zheng Jiakai and found that it was still a poker face. He couldn't help but said, "You say something."

Zheng Jiakai said, and let out a low growl: "Get out!"

The girl was frightened and she walked out of the men's bathroom with tears falling. She murmured aggrievedly as she walked: "What's that mean?"

Zhang Xiaojian looked at the girl from the left, and Zheng Jiakai from the right. "What's the situation?"