got out of the car at the door of the hotel, and Wen Yang kept following his father.

The hotel has already prepared the highest standard reception, Wen Yang looked at the two rows of welcoming employees wearing cheongsams at the door of the hotel from a distance, as well as a group of hotel executives who pressed the black press, and knew that the identity of the person who came tonight was not ordinary.

Just by virtue of his adoptive father's position, he actually can't enjoy such treatment.

Wen Yang suddenly became nervous, a person like him who had never seen the world might be able to talk to people for hours in medicine, but he was only a beginner in the business field, and what he was best at at the wine table was probably just pretending to be dumb.

Wen Yang looked at his father's back, opened his mouth but still didn't have the courage to speak, and finally lowered his eyelashes and silently accompanied Wen Shiliang into the hotel elevator.

He really didn't understand the point of bringing himself with him for this kind of entertainment.

Led by a waiter, Wen Shiliang led Wen Yang into a private room.

The people in the box obviously hadn't arrived yet, and there were only two people sitting on the six seats, two men in suits and leather shoes, who looked like they were talking and laughing, and when they saw Wen Shiliang coming in, they all raised their heads and cast puzzled eyes.

There are two people here, one is the real estate of EC City, Eqi Hengshan, with business all over the country, and the other is Zheng Chaoyu, a giant in the domestic textile industry, whose family business has a history of hundreds of years.

Wen Shiliang knew these two people, but before that, he only knew about them from news magazines and heard about business, and he was an insignificant small businessman in EC City, and he had no chance to deal with such people on weekdays.

Qi Hengshan and Zheng Chaoyu didn't know Wen Shiliang.

Wen Shiliang hurriedly stretched out his hand and stepped forward, smiling, introducing himself diligently and humbly, Qi Hengshan and Zheng Chaoyu glanced at each other, their attitude was lukewarm, they obviously had no interest in a "nobody" like Wen Shiliang, and even a little impatient with his sudden incursion.

Feeling the disdain of the two tycoons in front of him, Wen Shiliang chuckled and said that he was invited by Mr. Yin to participate in this drinking party.

When Qi Hengshan and Zheng Chaoyu heard this, their expressions were a little relaxed, and a few smiles slowly appeared on their faces, and they reached out and shook Wen Shiliang.

On such an occasion, although Wen Shiliang is small and weak, he is not stupid at all, he keenly feels the scruples of these two people towards Yin Qige, so he pretended to smile naturally, "It is a great honor to know the two of you through Mr. Yin." ”

"Where, where." Qi Hengshan smiled and asked tentatively, "Boss Wen can be personally invited by Mr. Yin, so he must be deeply valued by Mr. Yin." ”

"Mr. Qi laughed, but thanks to Mr. Yin's care, I got the cooperation of the ** project, and I am far from Mr. Yin's weight."

"**Project cooperation??" Qi Hengshan was quite surprised, "So many companies want to fight for this piece of fat of EY Group, but I didn't expect Mr. Yin to give it to Boss Wen, I think Boss Wen must have a good relationship with Mr. Yin." ”

Wen Shiliang couldn't hide his smugness on his face, smiled lightly and waved his hand, while offering courtesy, he was gilded with a layer of Yin Qige's halo fox fake tiger might.

Zheng Chaoyu is not as patient as Qi Hengshan to play Tai Chi with Wen Shiliang, he inherited the family business in his early thirties, and the most disdainful thing is to pretend to smile and be polite with people with a lower status than himself, even if he feels that Wen Shiliang and Yin Qige have a good relationship, it does not prevent him from despising Wen Shiliang.

Although he was disdainful of Wen Shiliang, he had already paid attention to Wen Yang behind Wen Shiliang when Wen Shiliang entered the door, and he had not taken his eyes off Wen Yang's white and handsome face from now.

Wen Shiliang was full of smiles, chatting non-stop, Wen Yang stood behind him without saying a word, pursing his mouth, his fine eyelashes were faintly trembling, and his nervousness could be seen from the palm of his hand clenched at his side.

It's like a little sheep that happened to break into the land of tigers, desperately suppressing the urge to turn around and run away.

This kind of faint and helpless hesitation made Zheng Chaoyu feel a little itchy.

"Boss Wen hasn't introduced the person behind him yet." Zheng Chaoyu interrupted suddenly, squinted his eyes and stared at Wen Yang with deep meaning, and said with a smile, "I feel a little distressed when I see that such a talent has been ignored until now." ”

Wen Shiliang looked like he had just remembered Wen Yang, turned around and began to introduce Wen Yang, saying that he brought him over just to let him see the world.

"It turned out to be Boss Wen's adopted son, hahahaha, no wonder he doesn't look like Boss Wen at all."

Wen Shiliang laughed embarrassedly.

Wen Yang has always tried to avoid looking at Zheng Chaoyu, but even so, he can still feel that Zheng Chaoyu's overly enthusiastic gaze is directed at him, and his gaze is so strong that it seems to be able to penetrate him.

At the hint of Wen Shiliang's sight, Wen Yang sat on a seat next to the main seat in a daze.

The upper seat is to the left of Wen Yang, and it just so happens that Zheng Chaoyu's seat is exactly to the right of Wen Yang.

The glass round table is huge, the six seats are scattered, and the distance between the two seats is almost more than one meter/

After Zheng Chaoyu sat down with Wen Yang, without the slightest hesitation, he directly got up and pulled a chair close to Wen Yang, and finally the distance between him and Wen Yang was only two fists.

Wen Yang looked at Zheng Chaoyu next to him at a loss, forcefully pulled out a gentle smile from the corner of his mouth, and held it tightly with one hand on his thigh.

Zheng Chaoyu smiled, "Just now you said that you studied medicine in college, and I happen to have some physiological problems that I want to ask." ”

"Wen Yang." Wen Shiliang said seriously, "Whatever Mr. Zheng asks, you will answer." ”

Wen Yang nodded, his face was a little unnatural, "What does Mr. Zheng want to know?" ”

Zheng Chaoyu hooked the corners of his mouth, and chuckled in a voice that only he and Wen Yang could hear, "I'm swollen and hurt right now, what do you say?" ”

Wen Yang blinked his eyes, not feeling the meat in Zheng Chaoyu's words at all, and asked very seriously, "Is it the stomach or the lower abdomen?"

Zheng Chaoyu looked at Wen Yang's serious appearance with a tense little face, itching like a little ant crawling in the veins, and chuckled, "Here, you touch it." ”

Under the table, Zheng Chaoyu took Wen Yang's hand, pulled it between his legs in a dark place that no one could see, and finally put it on top of the ** through the clothes, and asked softly with a sincere and pleading look, "Doctor Wen is here, it's so hot, do you say you have a fever." ”

Wen Yang suddenly retracted his hand and stood up from the chair suddenly, his face flushed.

Zheng Chaoyu smiled evilly, leaned lazily on the chair, and looked dissatisfied, "Doctor Wen seems to be very unhappy to serve the people." ”

Wen Shiliang didn't know what was going on at all, and reprimanded Wen Yang in a deep voice, "What are you doing?" No big, no small! Sit down! ”

"I'm sorry, I.... I'm going to the bathroom. ”

After Wen Yang finished speaking, he turned around and quickly left the box.

(There are three more chapters, all of which will be served in ten minutes)