Chapter 82: Invited to a Dinner Party
The cool breeze blows, and the winter rain turns into a misty light veil.
The weather was overcast, and the sky was full of thick, low, grayish-yellow cloudy clouds. The northeast wind whined and roared, running wildly in the wilderness, as if it held a sharp sword, which could pierce through the tight leather jacket, not to mention the exposed face, which was slashed again and again by it, and the pain was unbearable.
The snowflakes flying in the sky, like feathers and jade shavings, were gently sprinkled, they danced in the sky, as light as smoke, as soft as catkins, they were so pure, so pure and crystal clear; They're so light, so light that they're silent. Each snowflake is like a melodious and fresh music, like a light and harmonious poem.
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The next day, under the careful arrangement of Assistant Zhuo, Pan Hua and Ying Feifei accompanied Elizabeth to bury her mother's ashes in the cemetery on the northwest shore of the Baltic Sea.
In just a few days, Elizabeth's eyebrows, which once exuded heroism, have been eroded by the flute.
She stood in front of the tombstone, looking at her mother's eternal posthumous photo, reaching out and gently caressing the cold tombstone, and her heart was flooded with a coldness that could hardly be warmed.
Yi's family, splitting ex-boyfriend...... Wait, I'll definitely go back.
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Leaving from the northwest bank, Pan Hua then took a car to Tian Lai Media, and Ying Feifei specially asked for leave with the company and took Elizabeth to relax in the Imperial City Scenic Area.
Half past two in the afternoon:
In the office of Tian Lai Media, as soon as Cheng Qiu Nan saw Pan Hua appear, he immediately put on a stinky face, stared at his eyes and tilted his head, turned his head and snorted coldly.
Seeing this, Pan Hua elegantly squeezed out a mischievous smile, and pushed a box of beautifully packaged cigars in her hand in front of him, "Oh, this is a gift for you in Milan, and it should be regarded as an atonement for your sins!" ”
Cheng Qiu Nan glanced at her, picked up the cigar on the table and looked back and forth, muttering with resentment: "Don't think that you can make amends if you buy a gift!" Do you know that my phone was blown up by that group of media yesterday! A good honor to return, what kind of VIP channel do you say, I bought it two days ago, you said you ......"
Pan Hua sat opposite him, looking at Cheng Qiu Nan's angry appearance, and laughed in his heart, and then looked at his outfit with a strange expression, and changed the topic by the way: "What are you dressed today...... It's very stylish. ”
Hearing this, Cheng Qiu Nan brushed his clothes, straightened his sitting posture, and straightened his sleeves with both hands, "How is it?" Isn't my brother very handsome today? ”
Hearing this, Pan Hua, who had just picked up the cup and took a sip of Tieguanyin, snorted, sprayed it all on the ground, and forcibly suppressed a smile in his heart and calmly perfunctory: "Today is really handsome, really ......handsome" stretched out his thumb to him, and the cricket word almost squeezed out from between her teeth!
Pan Hua rubbed his chin, staring intently at his playboy dress, today's Cheng Qiu Nan changed his usual solemn image, no longer an eye-catching shirt and trendy pants, but wore a colorful light gray shirt, the cuffs are embroidered with light blue lines, with a pair of flared ripped jeans, a little less mature and steady, more young and uninhibited, at a glance it looks like a full image of the old boy, if this dress is walking on the busy avenue, I don't know what about the gangsters in the underworld!
Wearing this colorful body, although the image is thunderous, it looks like it gives people a domineering sense of temperament.
Cheng Qiu Nan had expectant eyes, and he couldn't help but see that Pan Hua's expression gradually became ethereal, and his heart was down, and he instantly understood that his deliberately imitated costume had become a clown who painted a tiger and could not become an anti-dog.
He lowered his eyes and face, covering the self-irony in his deep eyes, what the hell was wrong with him?
actually tried to use such a tiring way to dress up and leave a trace in Pan Hua's eyes......
He himself felt like he was crazy!
Cheng Qiu Nan's deep emotions were ups and downs, and a tense heart was messing around, but his face was quiet and pretending to be unusually calm.
After being silent for a while, he handed Pan Hua the notice sheet for the coming week, and the change of mood was silent, "This is your arrangement for a week, you take a look first, if there is anyone who doesn't want to participate, tell me, I will help you shirk it." ”
Since becoming Pan Hua's personal assistant, he has never forced her to do some work that goes against her heart, as long as she says no to work, then Cheng Qiu Nan would rather risk offending her peers, and will put Pan Hua first in everything.
Pan Hua didn't deliberately notice the changes in his mood before and after, after all, they were only working partners at most, as for other aspects...... It is insurmountable, so he picked up the details of the announcement on the table, glanced at it slightly, and suddenly saw a notice of arrangement: Song family dinner, special guests attended.
He paused and looked at this announcement in a bewildered reverie...... Do the Song family know her? I don't think so! So she pointed to this notice and looked at Cheng Qiu Nan, and asked suspiciously, "Song family dinner, what is the situation?" ”
Although she knew that this was a common trend of clinging to the powerful in the circle, Pan Hua was still full of doubts in her heart, if she was not mistaken, she didn't seem to know anyone from the Song family all along, right? So why did the Song family invite her to the dinner......
She rarely had contact with the upper family, and she was indeed invited to the dinner party of a wealthy family in previous years, but she never attended the banquet.
Cheng Qiu Nan should know that she has this habit, so why did she take on such a job this time?
"This ......" Cheng Qiu Nan's face was embarrassed, he rubbed his eyebrows, and said with insufficient confidence: "This can't be pushed off!" ”
"What? Why can't it be pushed off? ”
"Didn't you be able to push it off before!"
Pan Hua raised her eyebrows in surprise, her fingertips fell on the announcement message, and tapped lightly on the table.
Even Cheng Qiu Nan, a gold medal assistant, can't shirk the job, which is really rare, and it should be very tricky to think about.
Cheng Qiu Nan frowned and rubbed his cheeks irritably, and replied in a low voice: "This dinner was specially arranged by Mr. Ou, and what he meant at the time was that you must attend and participate, and you can't shirk it!" ”
Pan Hua: "......"
Sky! It was actually arranged by Ouyang Zhenhua, the behind-the-scenes boss of Tianlai Film and Entertainment Media.
After a moment of silence, Pan Hua's suspicions did not dissipate, and her eyes were full of inquiry: "Didn't Mr. Ou never interfere in the work affairs of the company's artists?" ”
As she spoke, Pan Hua took out her mobile phone from her waist bag, swiped the screen and hesitated to make a call to Ouyang Zhenhua to ask for clarification, she didn't want to go to a dinner party outside the circle in a daze, from the bottom of her heart, she was very disgusted with this kind of banquet and felt too hypocritical; That's not her way of doing things.
This series of actions was seen naked by Cheng Qiu Nan, aware of her intentions, and said in a low voice before she pulled out the phone with a slight sarcasm: "Ouyang Zhenhua has gone abroad, you can't get in touch." I've tried everything you can think of! ”
Looks like...... It's intentional!
These words, like cold water pouring down, extinguished the only trace of hope left in Pan Hua's heart. It seems that even if she is a hundred unwilling, she will have to go to this banquet! Who called someone the boss of the company, and really responded to that sentence, the official level crushed people to death; Under the eaves of people, I have to bow my head......
In the huge assistant room, the two looked at each other, and after being silent for a long time, Pan Hua sighed lightly, picked up the notice and swept it again, and continued to ask with a thief's heart: "Can you tell me, what is the origin of this Song family, even you, the gold medal assistant, can't shirk it!" ”
She had never been in contact with anyone from the Song family, and she had never even heard of the Song family in the imperial city.
Thoughts are racing in their minds to speculate, maybe the only possibility, maybe because of her performance at Fashion Week, so that the Song family wants to take the opportunity to rub a heat on her.
Cheng Qiu Nan glanced at her up and down lazily, pulled the corners of his lips, and said in a loud voice: "This is the Song family, the richest man in Beicheng, I heard that this is the 80th birthday of their old lady, and many celebrities should be invited to the banquet." In fact...... You don't have to resist too much, now that your fame is getting bigger, such things will only increase in the future! ”
Pan Hua lowered her head and was silent for a moment, then sighed helplessly: "Okay...... Just look at it. ”
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Leaving Tian Lai Media Film and Entertainment Company, Pan Hua temporarily put aside the troubles of the so-called Song family's dinner.
She called a Didi car on the way, first rushed to the South China International Hotel, picked up the suitcase brought back from Milan Fashion Week, and returned to Panhua Villa about half an hour later.
Pan Chen and Ms. Lian had already returned to the imperial city during her participation in Fashion Week, and Pan Hua bypassed the fountain in front of the villa and pushed the door with her suitcase.
At the entrance door, before she had time to change her shoes, she heard the gentle and elegant voice of Ms. Lian in the living room, as if she was talking to an acquaintance on the phone.
"Tu Tu, you have to take care of your body, you know? You almost scared us to death this time. ”
Pan Hua slowly paused to change her shoes, her face was full of surprise at Ms. Lian's salutation and attitude, such a deep concern and condolences, such a pious and gentle attitude, she had never had in her......
Painted?
The Pan family and even Ms. Lian's maiden family, she is the only girl in the younger generation, so who is Ms. Lian talking to?
Pan Hua was suspicious at the door with a curious face......
"Miss, you're back!"
Suddenly, a sentence pulled Pan Hua's thoughts back to reality.
It happened that the nanny walked to the entrance with a garbage bag from the kitchen, and saw Pan Hua standing by the door, and suddenly stepped forward to greet her with a smile on her face.
Ms. Lian in the living room heard the voice abruptly, so she hurriedly hung up the phone without saying anything, raised her eyes to look at the entrance of the entrance, and looked at Pan Hua with a calm face, "Why don't you know how to say hello when you come back, what do you want to stand outside the door and eavesdrop?" ”
Hearing this, Pan Hua suddenly felt very ironic. At this moment, she had a firm belief in her heart, that is, the woman in front of her should not be her biological mother, otherwise she would not have been treated in the cold since she was a child......
She should have been picked up by the orphanage!
The woman on the other end of the phone just now is Ms. Lian's biological daughter! Thinking like this, my heart is relieved.
At this moment, she clearly read the meaning of emptiness from Ms. Lian's graceful cheeks.
Retracting her gaze, Pan Hua changed her shoes and entered the door, and in Ms. Lian's displeased gaze, she took out a small gift box, "Mom, this is the perfume I bought for you from Milan." ”
Ms. Lian was still wary of her, and her expression relaxed a little because of Pan Hua's words.
She raised her chin slightly, pinched the perfume box with her carefully groomed fingertips, looked at it casually, put it on the coffee table, and said, "If you have a heart, there are a lot of these things at home, don't buy them indiscriminately in the future." ”
"Well, got it! Is Dad at home? ”
Ms. Lian took a sip of the teacup and shook her head slightly, "Not here!" ”
"Okay, then I'll go upstairs first!"
"Hmm." After speaking, Ms. Lian continued to drink tea by herself.