Chapter Seventy-Nine: Meeting Everywhere (1)
The groundbreaking ceremony was held in Mr. Guan's private garden.
The old man invited the most prominent figures in Hangzhou to witness and draw an end to the past few decades of operation.
Han Meng wore a golden fishtail dress skirt in a high-profile manner, with a bewitching posture. With neat short hair, pearl tassel ear threads hanging from the ears, and a powerful aura.
"Yo, Han Meng, how can it be you!"
Han Meng looked back, ah, it turned out to be her!
"I heard that you resigned, and it turned out that you went back to Hangzhou to develop. Don't say hello, everyone misses you a lot. Did you break up with Changge? ”
It turned out that it was a company of the Mo family that bought this tea garden.
Hu Caiwei is the hotel's promotion ambassador and came to the platform to publicize.
"You're thinner and more beautiful." Han Meng complimented, not wanting to say anything more to Hu Caiwei.
Hu Caiwei has been living a very hard life these days. Without the support of Mo Tianhan, the career development resources are limited, and there is no direction to speak of. In the past, in order to maintain the image, it was all carefully selected activities and publicity. It's good now, any business publicity activities, as long as they can make money for the company, will be stuffed over, and it will be called in a beautiful name to increase exposure.
All kinds of people want to have a glimpse of the rumored little star of Mo Gongzi's scandal, and Hu Caiwei has suffered a dumb loss, so she can only endure it.
After these days of tossing, Hu Caiwei is unwilling but also powerless, and the pain in her heart is even worse, and she is a little out of shape when she loses weight all of a sudden.
Hu Caiwei looked at the radiant Han Meng, who was more imposing and free than when she was in Xinghui, and she was envious.
"How do you feel that you are away from Ning Changge, and your aura is stronger."
"Mention what he does. I'll go prepare some materials first, and I'll miss out on it. Han Meng was worried about today's business, so he had to sign the contract and look around to see the whereabouts of Old Man Guan and Young Master Guan.
"Chief Jing, Director Qin." Han Meng saw Qin Lan walk in with Jing Ruocheng in his arms and said hello politely.
"Kelai hasn't arrived yet?"
"My master has been here for a long time, and he introduced the design plan to the investor in the VIP room."
"You're still making your last efforts, but you're really resilient. If your master can handle it, you will win. ”
Qin Lan had long heard that the Mo family was notoriously picky about design, and they recognized the designer and ascended to the sky in one step; The designers who were rejected by them are difficult to mix. Invited today, Jing Ruocheng personally went out, not seeking to climb the dragon and the phoenix, but just to have a little face, and he can still have a place in the design circle in the future.
"We'll see." Han Meng smiled.
Jing Ruocheng originally had a serious face, but when he saw Han Meng so determined, he was a little more relaxed.
"It's good to close less!"
"Mr. Jing, your subordinates are really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon! It's no wonder that business is booming. ”
"Guan Shao takes care of business."
"Let me introduce, this is the big boss of Jingyi Design, Mr. Jing. This is Jing Yi's Qin Lan and the talented Han Meng. This is the image spokesperson we invited, Hu Caiwei. ”
Hu Caiwei's little bird stood beside Young Master Guan like a human, smiling professionally and politely.
"Guan Shao, Han Meng and I are good friends, you said that it was a coincidence that we met here."
"Such a coincidence?! Where don't we meet in life, cheers to good friends! ”
Qin Lan was quite unhappy in her heart, but she was just selling skins to catch money, so what was there to be proud of.
"Han Meng, go and see how your master is, do you need help?" Qin Lan commanded arrogantly.
Before Han Meng could answer, he saw Old Man Guan coming.
Beside him, there was also a jade tree in the wind, a man who was shocked, tall and stylish, and walked together with an extraordinary demeanor. Old Man Guan also enthusiastically introduced something to him.
"Oh, buy ga... Who is this man? ”
The man had an elegant gait and a cold face, swept through the crowd, his eyes fell on a touch of gold, and his steps froze, as if time was frozen.
It's her.
It's him.
Han Meng had thousands of eight hundred words and eighteen thousand ways to escape in his mind, but he was only fixed there.
Xiaobai almost crashed into Mo Tianhan because of Mo Tianhan's sudden stop. Follow his gaze.
I'll go, isn't this Han Meng...
Han Meng, who fled from heaven to earth without a trace!