Sometimes, Yan Murong is really loving and angry with the old man, and the old man's personality is also very strange.

As soon as he became serious, he was as imposing as an emperor, and as long as he did something wrong or said the wrong thing, he would inevitably be tormented by death and life - if he was happy, then his life would be much better, but what was annoying was that when he ran to the river to catch a fish and prepare to improve his food, the old man would quietly walk up behind him, and then look at him with a kind face. "It's worthy of being my good apprentice, knowing that I work hard, I also specially caught fish for me to make soup, not bad, not bad!"

Then, Yan Murong will be defeated by his shamelessness, and the pot of fresh fish soup will be divided by the old man in half, and in the end, the little meat left in the fish tail will be the fruit of his labor-

Yan Murong began to meditate and refine qi after Teng Xiangling left in the afternoon, and it was not until the phone in the living room rang that he was interrupted.

"Give you half an hour to clean up, and then come to the bright house." Teng Xiangling's commanding voice came from the phone, and after speaking, he hung up the phone directly without waiting for Yan Murong to speak.

Grabbing the phone with a busy signal, Yan Murong was a little stunned - where did she make this aunt angry, why did she talk like she had eaten gunpowder?

But since Teng Xiangling said it, then there must be something, Yan Murong also sighed helplessly, and then stripped himself of himself, ran into the bathroom to wash his algae, and then went out.

By the time he took a taxi to the bright house, it was almost seven o'clock, this place, he really hadn't been here, although it was not too far, but five or six o'clock was the rush hour after work, the taxi was stuck on the road like squeezing toothpaste, and it would have been a little bit of a walk, and the original twenty-minute journey had been grinding for more than an hour--seeing that the numbers on the meter had quickly broken through to three digits, Yan Murong felt a pain in his heart.

When Yan Murong finally arrived at the door of the bright house, he saw Teng Xiangling with a sinister face standing there waiting for him.

"Do you have a sense of time? Let you get there in half an hour, you will arrive in an hour and a half, do you know how long I've been standing here? Teng Xiangling complained to Yan Murong with his head and face.

"It's stuck in traffic." Yan Murong explained in a low voice.

"Forget it, I don't care about you." Teng Xiangling grabbed Yan Murong, turned around and walked towards the hotel, explaining to Yan Murong as he walked. "Tomorrow the company will officially open, and the products will be on the market, although there is no need to do any opening ceremony, but some people you can still meet."

"See whom?" Yan Murong asked suspiciously.

"The director of the Food and Drug Administration, as well as the directors of several major hospitals." Teng Xiang said without looking back. "In the future, we will definitely have contact with them, and meeting them in advance will be beneficial to future development."

"Then why did you call me?" Yan Murong was even more stunned, she had already said that she would not take care of everything, and now what did this woman call herself to do?

"You think I want to call you?" Teng Xiangling stopped, turned his head and looked at Yan Murong angrily and said. "It's not your wife who has received a nine-dollar genuine marriage certificate that asked me to call you here - she said, if you dare to leave now, she will call your dad to come to you, she said, your dad wants to think hard."

So, Yan Murong immediately took the steps he had just taken back, and followed Teng Xiangling to the booked box with a depressed face.

When the door of the box was opened, there were already seven or eight people inside, except for Teng Xiangling and Su Qingwu, there was only one woman in her fifties, and the others were all men.

"I'm sorry, it's so congested on the road - I don't know what the experts who designed the overpass are doing, I should have set them up on a couch down there, and let them sit there and look at the thing they designed, and there was such a big empty space down there, so they had to go around in circles on it."

Teng Xiangling made a joke and made an excuse for Yan Murong's tardiness before leading Yan Murong to sit down.

"Su Dong, is this what you said about the owner of the formula of your product?" A chubby man in his fifties looked at Yan Murong and asked, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

What are you kidding, can such a young man with such a dressed stall be able to develop that kind of prescription? It seems that Su Qingwu is a woman who has made up her mind and doesn't want to reveal it, but he can't ask more, although he is a bureau chief, his identity is naturally much higher than that of Su Qingwu's businessman, but he is not a fool, he also knows that the chairman of the three major consortia in China is not an ordinary person.

Yan Murong didn't know who he was, but looking at his appearance and figure, he knew that this guy must have a lot of oil and water in his stomach - he really doubted that if this guy stood up straight, he would be able to see his toes when he looked down.

"Gao Ju, it's him." Su Qingwu said with a smile. "He is the owner of the prescription and my husband, Yan Murong."

"What? He's your husband? Director Gao, who was still a little disdainful of Yan Murong just now, suddenly exclaimed.

"Yes, we got married a month ago." Su Qingwu showed a rare shy expression on his face, and Yan Murong who looked at it called God his old man's name.

Is this woman shy? How shy can this woman be?

However, Yan Murong quickly understood that this woman was looking for trouble for herself, she wanted to hide behind, she just wanted to get herself to the front of the stage, which was not in line with what the old man told him.

The old man said, let him hide in the dark as much as possible, because when you can't see others, others won't see you, only in this way, you can develop quickly, and when you come out of the darkness, others have been left behind by you.

Sure enough, as soon as the spherical director heard that this young man was Su Qingwu's husband, he hurriedly stood up, and the serious expression just now turned into a flattering smile, while the other people also changed their faces and quickly stood up.

Except for Director Gao, the others are all directors of major hospitals, all of whom belong to state officials, and they have been in Yanjing all the year round, which is not the master of all sides - they are not very surprised to hear that Yan Murong is Su Qingwu's husband, after all, no matter how high the status of a woman, there will always be a day when they get married, and what surprised them is that the identity of those who can marry Su Qingwu is not much worse.

Even if this man dressed in a street stall has some identity, they don't have to make this kind of move, let them make this kind of move, and it is Yan Murong who makes Director Gao show a flattering smile - he is not called Zhang Murong, not Li Murong, nor Wang Murong.

His surname is Yan, and his name is Yan Murong.