The lame Wang Shubian, who was supported by Wei Baocang and sat back in the pavilion, was full of tears, but said with a smile: "This little half of my life, I have lived enough." The subordinates dared to ask you, isn't that Ye Hanbing boy?"

Wei Baocang said softly: "It's my brother." ”

"Hey, Ye boy finally told the truth. The lame king rubbed his hands and sighed.

"Brother Wang, I'm afraid I'm going to be sorry for you, now I'm no longer the general Wei Baocang, I just hope that Brother Wang, you don't blame my brother for not keeping his promise. Wei Baocang gently patted the lame Wang Shubian's shoulder.

The lame king was shocked when he heard this, and said in a lost voice: "What?!"

Who is Wei Baocang?

Garrisoned at the border for three years, annihilated 400,000 enemies, and was the god of war who protected the country by one person, he unexpectedly...

Wei Baocang smiled indifferently: "When a star falls, it can't dim the brilliant starry sky." ”

"Brother Wang, in the future, Ye Hanbing can't chat with you, I'll accompany you, he can't smoke with you, I'll accompany you. ”

After speaking, Wei Baocang strode into the Phoenix Pavilion.

The veteran Wang Shu stroked the shoulder that had been patted by Wei Baocang, and muttered repeatedly: "How can you not murmur dimly, you are the starry sky above our heads!"

......

As the No. 1 new first-tier city in China, Rongcheng has great development potential, although its current development level is not as good as that of international metropolises such as Modu and Beijing.

The annual chamber of commerce party held at the Phoenix Pavilion not only brought together the leading enterprises of Rongcheng commerce, but also the top giants in China, and even international first-line brands joined it.

Today's party can actually be divided into two circles, the center is the helm of various enterprises, they get together to discuss the development plan for the new year, and even decide tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of business in the exchange.

There is also a group of young people who follow their parents and family elders to come in to open their eyes and make contacts.

Among them, the most eye-catching woman is undoubtedly Kong Fanyin, the only daughter of the third generation of the Kong Group.

And the man is Situ Qingcang, the son of the Situ family.

Situ Qingcang has always been Kong Fanyin's number one suitor, especially after her fiancé suddenly said goodbye three years ago, she had no scruples, and seized the opportunity to express her heart and dedication.

Wei Baocang entered the Phoenix Pavilion.

After passing through the corridors covered with sumptuous Persian carpets, arrive at the banquet hall.

At this time, the party of the Rongcheng Chamber of Commerce was coming to an end.

Standing at the door of the banquet hall, after three years, Wei Baocang still saw her in the crowd at a glance, Kong Fanyin.

Ellie Saab's haute couture gown in taffeta with a pair of suede heeled pointed-toe pumps from Louis Vuitton on her feet made her look luxurious, elegant and glamorous.

A navy blue Hermes silk scarf meticulously coiled her hair behind her head, not much jewelry on her body, only wearing a pair of diamond earrings, proud of her bewitching figure, and her peerless skin that drips water with a gentle pinch, dazzling.

This woman is really ashamed of herself wherever she goes!

Situ Qingcang was wearing a white BOSS tuxedo dress today, with his left hand in his pocket and his right hand holding a wine glass, shuttling easily among the many participating elites.

Attentive people can clearly feel that his eyes have never left Kong Fanyin's beautiful figure from beginning to end.

"Mr. Situ is really a blessing! I heard that your family Qingcang has officially entered the Situ Family Council this year? Huang Jian, the big-bellied owner of Rongcheng Zhenghuang Real Estate, hugged a scantily clad young woman and complimented.

"Where, where, Mr. Huang praised it. ”

"It is still necessary to have its own excellence, coupled with the support of peers, to have today's achievements. Situ Linhai had a kind smile on his face and a humble face.

"Tsk, it's really luxurious, the Roger Dubuis King series watch that Mr. Situ Xiao Situ is carrying on his wrist is worth more than one million. Deng Ping, vice president of Neptunus Pharmaceutical, said with emotion.

Deng Ping's wife Wang Qian took a sip of wine and said, "Yes! Famous watches are matched with celebrities, but it's a pity that heroes don't have beautiful women." ”

"Among the men present, I'm afraid that only Xiao Situ is really qualified to become the prince charming of the goddess Kong Fanyin. ”

Deng Ping glanced at Kong Xiangrong and his wife not far away, and scolded in a low voice, "Why are you talking about this now!"

Wang Qian pursed her lips and said indifferently: "You still don't know, I heard that the Kong family began to study the possibility of marrying the Situ family as early as a month ago!"

A trace of disdain flashed in Deng Ping's eyes, and he pretended to say: "Women, don't chew the root of your tongue!"

Three years ago, the wedding of Kong Fanyin and the boy named Wei Baocang caused a sensation in half of Rongcheng, but unfortunately halfway through the wedding, the kid ran away for no reason, which made the Kong family and Kong Fanyin, the first beauty in Rongcheng, a complete joke.

"How can this be, she said this in person last time when she played mahjong with Kong Xiangrong's wife Zhu Zhen, can it be fake?" Wang Qian said with a displeased face.

Suddenly, Wang Qian pulled her husband's arm: "Look at the person at the door!"

Deng Ping was a little confused: "What are you doing?"

"Huh?!"

"There's a good show to watch!" Deng Ping and Wang Qian glanced at each other, their eyes were wonderful.

......

Just as Wei Baocang was about to walk towards the beautiful woman who was haunted by her soul, an elegant piano melody suddenly sounded in the dance hall.

The music sounded, and Situ Qingcang walked towards Kong Fanyin with elegant steps.

"Fanyin, the party is coming to an end, can you please dance together? Let's draw a successful end to this annual Chengdu business event. Situ Qingcang bowed slightly in the face of Kong Fanyin, stretched out one hand, and had a gentle smile on his face.

"Wow! President Situ is really a gentleman. The young women present said with their hands on their chests.

"Yes, yes, young and golden, so charming..."

Kong Fanyin turned around and looked at the right hand handed out by Situ Qingcang, with a complicated expression.

Zhu Zhen, who was standing on the side, turned his daughter with his elbow and motioned for him to hurry up.

Kong Xiangrong stood aside with a wine glass and a look of encouragement.

The half-cut wedding three years ago made the Kong family unable to raise his head, and from time to time there were business opponents who mocked the Kong family about that incident.

Although the accident has been diluted a lot in three years, it has always been a stain on the Kong family.

If her daughter can dance with the Situ family's Qilin'er today, and even accept Situ Qingcang's pursuit, maybe the Kong family will be able to raise her head again in the first-line family circle.

More importantly, who doesn't want their daughter to be happy?

Situ Qingcang's series of business operations in recent years have made him famous in the business community of Rongcheng, and he is faintly known as the "Little Silver Fox".

"Is that okay? Situ Qingcang spoke softly again.

He is not in a hurry, after three years of hard work, he wants to make everything happen naturally.

"No, you can't. ”

A calm male voice came from the door of the banquet hall.

Swish!

The audience was silent.

Who is this man!

Dare to make a decision for Situ Qingcang?!

"Oh? Situ Qingcang straightened up again, looking at the majestic man who was gradually approaching, his eyes were aggressive.

Wei Baocang came to the field dressed in black and stood opposite Situ Qingcang who was dressed in white.

He looked sideways at the beautiful figure and smiled:

"I said, no..."

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