Chapter 19: You're getting bolder

Jiang Beichen's cold face, but he can act.

Song Ze was only three or four years younger than him, and the information revealed by the gaze in Jiang Beichen's eyes made me see that he thought Song Ze was a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers.

"Mr. Xiao Song is right, but Beichen can let Mr. Xiao Song understand our company's schedule and rest time, and it is so detailed, which is also a gold addition to Beichen Group."

Jiang Beichen smiled very casually, and when I turned around, I clearly saw the chill in his eyes.

Where would Mr. Zhang on the side know that Song Ze would refute Jiang Beichen, he had already shut up on the side, and it wasn't until Jiang Beichen left that he said haha, "Little Mr. Song, the charity will start soon, let's go and sit." ”

I glanced at Jiang Beichen's departing back, and he had already walked to the VIP position.

Song Ze nodded to Mr. Zhang, and I followed Song Ze back to the position that had been arranged at the venue and took a seat.

Charity is one of the 'entertainment' of the rich, and it comes in the name of doing good deeds.

It is very strange that this time the organizer is not the Jiang Group, but a new enterprise in the past two years, and the partners on the big screen, the Jiang Group accounts for one of them, and the Song Group also accounts for one of them.

I looked at Song Ze.

"That's what my father asked." He is like this, with a look from me, Song Ze will know what I want to ask, and he can give me the answer I want.

The organizers came to the stage to give speeches and applauded thunderously, and the place where I am sitting with Song Ze is also a VIP seat.

Directly opposite us is Jiang Beichen.

Jiang Beichen has not said a word since he was seated, his gaze is very cold, but the position originally arranged for Lin Shuya next to him is empty!

"Of course, this charity meeting has to thank the Jiang family and the Song family for their strong support, so that the lives of the children who are still left behind in the welfare home can be further guaranteed."

I ignored the organizer's speech, but at the end of the day, I realized that the target of this time was the orphanage in Nancheng, including the welfare home where Duoduo was located.

"That's not what Uncle Song meant, is it?" I looked at Song Ze suspiciously, and asked in a low voice.

He looked back at me and smiled, smiling brightly.

However, I felt another cold light, and the source was Jiang Beichen.

"This idea was strongly supported by my father, who was the same as me." Song Ze still didn't want to admit it.

"You don't have to."

"I didn't do anything."

"Song Ze." I looked at him, and he and I looked at each other, with tender eyes.

I couldn't dodge it and looked down at my dress tonight, "Song Ze, I know you want to help me, but I really can." ”

The welfare institute has benefited, and my monthly support will be much easier, maybe there is no need to continue to support, I am not a fool, I understand Song Ze's heart.

"My father is very fond of this foundation, and it is also for the Song Group."

There is no time when he is not like this, nominally the Song Group wants to achieve a good reputation, but in fact, his purpose is still due to me.

Because of the support of Jiang and Song, other enterprises were not willing to lose the wind and tried their best to show their gratitude.

This charity meeting is the most harmonious and successful charity meeting I have seen on the surface in the past three years.

After the meeting, it was nothing more than a group of rich people exchanging 'experiences' and enhancing their feelings.

During this period, I was inevitably praised by Song Ze's friends, with good looks and strong body and ability, Song Ze had the upper hand, but on Jiang Beichen's side, I could see him from time to time looking like me.

It's cold.

"I'm going to the bathroom." After three rounds of drinking, I found an excuse to leave the scene and avoided Jiang Beichen's gaze.

As soon as he came out of the bathroom, he bumped into Jiang Beichen.

"Mr. Jiang."

His eyes were very cold, I was a little scared, Jiang Beichen stepped forward and grabbed my hand, and walked in the opposite direction without saying a word.

Avoided everyone in the venue all the way before letting go of his hand his wrist was grabbed by jiang beichen it hurt him he shook me off me and pushed me against the wall and pressed my body down.

"Jiang, Mr. Jiang." I stuttered a little, and I didn't dare look up into his eyes.

"Yu Yao, you're getting bolder."