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The Yang family's dinner officially began at eight o'clock.

An hour before the dinner, it is the time for everyone to drink wine and tea, introduce and understand each other, and negotiate business opportunities.

At the entrance of the dinner, a special reception staff was set up.

All visitors to the dinner will be required to present an invitation to confirm their identity.

These people who can attend the dinner are all well-known figures in Liangcheng.

Their whereabouts have always been the focus of major newspaper reporters, vying to follow the photo.

Zhou Muwen and Li Mubai submitted invitations.

The receptionist verified their identities and respectfully welcomed them into the dinner lobby.

Tonight.

Zhou Muwen wore a classic black suit and shiny leather shoes.

It's a tough gentleman's attire, and it's very formal.

He attaches great importance to tonight's meeting with Yang Baoqun.

Li Mubai walked in the crowd.

A stylish and lightweight casual suit, simple and comfortable casual shoes.

Elegant and capable, refreshing and refined.

Extraordinary, eye-catching.

He wears a pair of light-colored rimless glasses.

In the tea-black pupils, there is a little light silk, which is cold and cold.

The chestnut-colored shredded hair falls down to the forehead, fluffy and soft, without losing a deep sheen.

He had a cold and indifferent face, cold and dignified, polite and detached.

There is always a slight smile on the beautiful lips.

His body exudes a strong bookish aura of being a teacher.

That is, a kind of elegant melancholy from the ancient prosperity.

From the state of etiquette.

Suave and courteous.

When talking to people.

He paused occasionally to listen, and from time to time he whispered.

It didn't take long for him to get acquainted with those business entrepreneurs and young talents.

They talked happily with each other.

Li Mubai blended into the dinner.

There is not a hint of disobedience.

Just like he used to be.

Handle the big picture with ease.

…………

On the second floor of the lobby, there is a large leisure center.

A middle-aged man, in his fifties, is in the prime of his life.

He was quite broad, with strong arms and a round waist, and he walked with the wind in his steps.

When he spoke, his voice was like a bell.

There is an arrogance in his tone of 'the world is big, who else can I be'.

He is Yang Yayan's father, Yang Baoqun.

Tonight, he specially set up a dinner party at the Famous Hotel.

The purpose is to support his baby daughter.

He wanted to see it.

What kind of sacredness can he even think about his daughter's tea and dinner, and he is fascinated.

Zhou Muwen stood at the door of the leisure center and waited for a long time.

When he saw Yang Baoqun coming over, he immediately greeted him.

He handed over his business card and said, "Mr. Yang, hello." I'm Zhou Muwen. ”

Yang Baoqun was followed by five black bodyguards.

They stopped Zhou Muwen and didn't let Zhou Muwen get close.

One of them took the business card and sent it to Yang Baoqun.

Yang Baoqun glanced at him, waved his hand, and motioned for the bodyguard to step back.

There was a sense of inquiry in his eyes: "You are Zhou Muwen?" ”

Zhou Muwen bent over and said respectfully: "Yes, I talked to you on the phone in the afternoon." ”

Yang Baoqun nodded and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.

His gaze looked down at the dinner.

There, an unfamiliar young man's face appeared.

The young man wears a simple and fashionable casual suit.

Elegant and refined, warm as jade.

In his hand, he holds a glass of champagne and tastes it occasionally.

He wandered through the crowd, calm and unhurried.

When chatting with people, deal with it moderately, talk and laugh freely.

Zhou Muwen hurriedly introduced: "Mr. Yang, he is my student, Li Mubai. ”

Yang Baoqun snorted coldly and said, "It's him, who broke my precious daughter's heart?" ”

Zhou Muwen explained: "Mr. Yang, the children quarrel and fight, and it will be fine for a while, not so serious." ”

Yang Baoqun's face sank, and he said unceremoniously: "Zhou Muwen, Xiaoyan can take a fancy to him, that's his blessing." ”

"Yes, you're right." Zhou Muwen echoed.

"Tell him for me, that a man must know how to cherish his blessings. As long as he makes Xiaoyan happy. Don't say it's 100 million, even if it's a billion, I'll give it! ”

"Yes, I'll convey that." Zhou Muwen nodded and replied again and again.

Previously, he submitted an investment plan to Yang Baoqun.

The amount involved, about 100 million.

Zhou Muwen originally thought that with such a large amount, Yang Baoqun would not let go easily.

However, now it seems that it is not Yang Baoqun who is difficult, but Li Mubai......

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Twenty o'clock.

Yang's Dinner officially began.

In the dinner hall, all the lights suddenly went out.

There was an instant silence all around.

A bright round light tube shines obliquely down the sky.

A master of ceremonies took the microphone and walked up to the stage.

He gestured to the band, and the band immediately began to play cheerful music.

In the sound of music, the master of ceremonies said the opening words: "Hello everyone, welcome to the dinner in your busy schedule. Tonight, it is a celebratory dinner for Miss Yang Yayan. I wish her good health and a safe life. ”

Everyone burst into applause.

They don't look at the monk's face, they look at the Buddha's face, at least for the sake of the Yang group.

I heard that Miss Yang is an ordinary university teacher.

Currently, he works at Liangcheng University.

In their opinion, this profession is really hard to describe.

They just want to 'hehe' and don't talk.

High in the air, a small parachute appears.

Under the umbrella hangs a bamboo rattan swing frame.

On the swing frame, Yang Yayan wore a snow-white evening dress and broke into everyone's eyes.

She was like a noble and holy angel with a gentle smile on her face.

Her pure and clear gaze swept over all the guests present.

In the end, it slowly fell on Li Mubai's body.

The master of ceremonies motioned for the light and hit Li Mubai.

He immediately played on the spot: "Let's take a look, which gentleman has been favored by Miss Yang and has the opportunity to welcome Miss Yang into the venue?" ”

In the dinner, the only beam of light fell on Li Mubai's body.

Li Mubai frowned slightly, and pursed his thin lips lightly.

Around him, there was an aura of cold indifference.

Others were surprised.

They reacted quickly.

Tonight, they are not the protagonists of this dinner.

They were just a gorgeous foil, and they were co-opted by Yang Baoqun to set off the scene.

Yang Yayan's face showed a touch of shyness.

She looked at Li Mubai, took the initiative to stretch out her hand, and said, "Mubai, you come to pick me up." ”

Li Mubai stood in place and did not move.

Zhou Muwen pushed him and said, "Mu Bai, for the sake of Yingxuan, bear with it." ”

When Li Mubai heard this, he raised his eyebrows lightly.

He finally took a step forward and walked towards Yang Yayan.

"Wait." Yang Baoqun let out a deep sigh and walked onto the stage.

Behind him, a waiter followed.

The waiter pushes a champagne cart.

The car, in the manner of stacking arhats, was filled with a full 999 glasses of champagne.