"Is the gentleman going upstairs for dinner?" As soon as he entered the door of the Jinyu Hotel, the waiter in gray overalls next to him took a small step forward, lowered his head slightly, and asked Ah Lang in a volume that could be heard clearly.

"The Great Wall Hall on the third floor." Ah Lang replied briefly.

"Here, please, Mr. Qiang is already waiting for you in the Great Wall Hall, and Lisa will take you there."

The service staff took a step back slightly, and a female waitress in professional clothes next to him immediately stepped forward to greet Ah Lang:

"Hello, you are Mr. Xiaolang, I'm Lisa, you go here, Mr. Qiang has arrived."

"Hmm" Ah Lang agreed, while by the way wrote down the business card of the manager on duty at the welcome desk, Ah Lang didn't know what the use of remembering these things was, for him, memory is a very pleasant thing, when he was alone, he could stare at the fish tank and write down the appearance of each goldfish.

Lisa always walked steadily half a step in front of Ah Lang, slightly sideways, so that she could see both Ah Lang and the road ahead, and the two took the elevator up to the third floor together.

After the elevator door opened, Ah Lang was slightly shocked, the outside was not a corridor, out of the elevator was an antique screen, on the other side of the screen was a magnificent VIP lounge, it turned out that the entire third floor was the Great Wall Hall, and followed Lisa through the VIP lounge to the restaurant.

"Mr. Qiang, Mr. Xiaolang has arrived." Lisa walked a few brisk steps into the dining room first, raising her voice slightly.

"Hahaha" is that textbook laugh again, and Ah Lang is already familiar with it.

The moment he entered the restaurant, the muscles on Ah Lang's face, which had been relaxed, immediately adjusted to his working state, and the standard business smile appeared on Ah Lang's face without any difference.

Mr. Qiang and Ah Lang imagined that it was not the same, originally Ah Lang thought that Mr. Qiang should be a capable middle-aged man, in fact, Mr. Qiang was a very fat fifty or sixty-year-old uncle, sitting at the farthest end of the dining table, with a smile on his face as enthusiastic as a Maitreya Buddha, rhythmically emitting a "hahaha" laugh, the voice was so combined with people, this laughter was also very sincere, and Mr. Qiang felt very harmless as a whole.

"Sit down, sit down, I'll introduce them one by one" Mr. Qiang pointed to the seat on his left, motioned for Ah Lang to sit over, he didn't get up to greet him, but just shook his huge body, as if to tell Ah Lang: Look at my fat body, it's really not easy to get up, so I can only mean it like this. Then Mr. Qiang introduced every guest at the table one by one.

Obviously, this is not a dinner specially arranged for Ah Lang, there are eight people at the table, in addition to Mr. Qiang and Ah Lang, there are two followers, and the remaining four people are all CEOs of different companies, and these people should not be familiar with each other.

This is a standard Chinese-style dinner, a bunch of people who are not familiar with each other get together without purpose, test each other at the wine table, see if the other party has any interests in themselves, and if there are interests, they will continue to cultivate and become their own connections, and if there are no interests, they will play haha, and find their mothers after eating and drinking.

"Xiaolang is always the deputy general manager of Junyuan's company, well, he will also be the deputy general manager of Junyuan in the future." When Ah Lang was introduced, Mr. Qiang paused deliberately.

There's nothing wrong with this, it sounds so uncomfortable, what does it mean to be the deputy general manager of Junyuan in the future?

Of course, Ah Lang knew that he would also be the deputy general manager in the future, and Jun Yuan's big company would not make a few dollars a year, and Tang Dazui's private company would not be able to give the company to Ah Lang and let Ah Lang be the general manager.

But the four bosses sitting at the scene suddenly changed their attitudes, and immediately looked at Ah Lang, with a strange light projected in their eyes, and from these lights, Ah Lang saw surprise and admiration.

Ah Lang was stunned, thinking that these people had done something wrong, and whether there would be a particularly good company called Jun Yuan, in order to avoid further embarrassment, in the voice of "Lang is always lucky", Ah Lang hurriedly pressed over with a higher voice:

"Fortunately, I am Lang Qing of Yun'an Junyuan Small Construction Co., Ltd., my friends call me Ah Lang, and all the bosses call me Ah Lang and Xiaoqing." Ah Lang deliberately added a "small" word to the company's name.

Unexpectedly, these CEOs thought of the devil, and became more excited, and shouted more happily with a mouthful of "Mr. Lang", sitting next to Ah Lang was a real estate boss, who took out his mobile phone to add WeChat with Ah Lang, and the other three CEOs immediately took out their mobile phones and walked to Ah Lang's side to add WeChat. Frightened, Ah Lang bounced up from the chair all of a sudden, quickly took out his mobile phone, and took the initiative to run to several CEOs.

Mr. Qiang still sat on the chair as steady as Mount Tai, and let out a low smile of "hahaha" from his mouth.

After everyone returned to their seats, Ah Lang called out in a low voice, "Mr. Qiang? The implication is to ask Mr. Qiang to tell me what's going on, if it's a misunderstanding, quickly remove the misunderstanding, sometimes the embarrassment is really embarrassing.

"Hahaha" Mr. Qiang still sat there steadily, without explaining anything. He slowly raised his glass:

"I'll have the first drink, Ah Lang, everyone knows each other, don't call me Mr. Qiang, I'll call you Ah Lang in the future, and you call me Uncle Qiang."

After speaking, Uncle Qiang tilted his neck and took a sip of the liquor in the cup, and did not give Ah Lang a chance to be polite.

The others followed and leaned their necks to dry, and Ah Lang quickly dried it up, the sauce-flavored type, the type of liquor that Ah Lang was most afraid of, every time he drank the sauce-flavored wine, he would get a broken hangover.

Putting down the wine glass, Ah Lang still didn't give up: "No, Mr. Qiang..."

"Uncle Qiang!" Uncle Qiang forcibly interrupted Ah Lang, and without waiting for Ah Lang to reply, he picked up the wine glass again, the wine glass was already full of Lisa, and the others saw Uncle Qiang pick up the wine glass and quickly filled it themselves.

"For the second cup, I suggest asking Mr. Yan to bring up a cup, Mr. Yan..."

Ah Lang didn't have the heart to listen to what Uncle Qiang said, so he quietly took out his mobile phone and sent a message to the boss, "Boss, Mr. Qiang, did they make a mistake, didn't we come to be Party B this time?" Now I feel like I'm almost getting there. ”

Tang Dazui didn't reply, this would not have happened before, Ah Lang's information, Tang Dazui has always been a second reply.

Soon the third glass of wine was served again, and everyone drank it again. It is an unwritten rule to mention three glasses at a Chinese-style dinner, it seems to be talking about the rules, but in fact, it is very scientific, a large table of people who don't know each other, there is no way to talk awkwardly, three glasses of wine are down, and they are immediately released, calling them brothers and brothers, and they are ambitious, as if everyone is a brother who has not seen each other for many years.

But today, Ah Lang had three glasses of wine, and there was still no way to let go, he was panicked, he always felt that something was going to happen, and after thinking about it, he decided to call the boss.

"Uncle Qiang, there's an urgent matter at home, I'll go out and make a call" Ah Lang whispered a polite hello to Uncle Qiang and wanted to go out.

"I'm going to call Don Dazui, hahaha." Uncle Qiang still sat on the chair standing still, holding the table with both hands: "No need to fight, no one will pick it up." ”

Ah Lang felt dizzy, and his brain couldn't turn at all, what kind of game is this? Just now, Tang Dazui also said that he was with Director Qian, could it be that Director Qian could harm his boss, there is no need for this! Even if there is any hatred, there is no need to get yourself to Xiashui Village, and you are not a fart, so you can't stir up the crowd like this. What's going on in front of you?