Chapter 340: President Zhang's (11)

Mrs. Meng put down the kettle helplessly: "It just passed last month, have you forgotten?" ”

"That's the lunar birthday!"

"The lunar time has also passed."

"......" woo woo.

"What the hell are you trying to say?"

"Direct or indirect?"

Will your own son be indirect? Mrs. Meng didn't believe it.

"Indirectly."

"I want our family or our company to hold a banquet too!"

"Directly?"

"I want to marry Zhang Wei!"

Mrs. Meng was directly shocked by Meng Dashao, and she was silent for a few seconds.

Then Mrs. Meng looked at her child lovingly: "Silly cub, haven't woken up yet?" ”

"......"

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If you want to say that Zhang Wei of the Zhang family, who studied in a famous overseas school, has excellent talent and appearance, she was blind to the foreign son of the Meng family before.

But even if some people are blind, it's still a sweet treat.

It's just that the previous Zhang Wei was dedicated to the Meng family, and she didn't want to change the steamer at all.

But now, Zhang Wei's eye disease has finally been cured, and the fragrant dumplings are even more fragrant!

The major families are no longer subtle, they just want to show their children quickly, in order to snatch this fragrant cake into the house!

Zhang Wei, talented and beautiful, sitting on a group, without a father and mother, isn't this particularly fragrant!

Zhang Zexia: ???

I feel offended.

It's just that Cen's hand is really fast!

At Cen's cocktail party, the fine wine was dressed in fine clothes.

"Chairman Cen , the 30th anniversary of your company's establishment is gratifying."

"Rejoice and rejoice." Cen Dongle hehe.

Accosted by: ...... Who rejoices with you?

"Cen Dong, I heard that you also invited Zhang Wei? If you want me to say, Zhang Wei is still too young, if you want to invite, you should also invite Zhang's who is. ”

"Oh, I just like young and beautiful children, Zhang Wei is young, and her means are not weak, she is really better than blue."

Accosted by: ...... You praise Zhang Wei, what are you doing with a rippling face?

This person is not from your Cen family!

Stinky old thing!

The lights of the reception are blurred, and the plans are staggered, and it is lively and peaceful.

The ornate and delicate door was suddenly pushed open, revealing the figure of the outsider.

The glow of the European chandelier shone on the man, sending her to everyone's eyes.

The voice of the conversation at the reception was a little weaker, and many people's eyes followed the figure who was led in by the waiter.

"Cen Dong." Lin Qingyin greeted Cen Dong with a smile.

"Hey, Vivi is getting more and more beautiful now." Cen Dong smiled reservedly.

The person who talked to Cen Dong before: ......%#*%@*fake.

Not far away, several children of the family gathered together, and Young Master Cen straightened his clothes: "I'll go first." ”

When Cen Dong saw his son, he maintained a decent smile: "My second son just came back from abroad, speaking of which, he and you are still going to school in the same place, I asked him to say hello to you." ”

Young Master Cen had already walked behind Lin Qingyin at this time, Lin Qingyin turned around with Cen Dong's gaze and saw the well-dressed Young Master Cen.

Young Master Cen introduced himself, and he stretched out his hand elegantly and decently.

Lin Qingyin's gaze was on the hand that Young Master Cen was outstretching, and Young Master Cen and Cen Dong couldn't help but start to get nervous.

Even the people who were secretly poking around to observe the situation also paid attention to Lin Qingyin's expressions and movements.

"Zhang Wei." Lin Qingyin stretched out his hand and shook it back, smiling lightly, "You should know, right?" ”

After shaking his hands for three seconds, Young Master Cen withdrew his hand, suddenly a little shy.

Cen Dong watched from the side, very satisfied.

The chairman of Xingchen Company appeared at the scene at this time and joked slowly: "It's a pity that I don't have a son, if I have a son, I want you to get to know him." ”