Quick travel starts from tearing apart the plane management bureau

Jiangnan Film and Television City is currently filming a TV series adapted from the most popular novel, which is the most popular fictional dynasty novel. Shangguan Yan was sitting in the business car outside. When she received the call from Lan Xi, she cursed in her heart, why can't she pursue someone?

"The boss said that these two days are your vacation. You have to go to work tomorrow or you will lose your year-end bonus. Don't I have to tell you, at your age, with money and good looks, who can't you like?"

"A rabbit doesn't eat grass near its burrow. You, on the other hand, knew the rules of Yuehuang Entertainment but still broke them knowingly. You're lucky you didn't get demoted. Come on, I'm dead. What else is going on?"

After saying this, he ignored Shangguan Yan and turned around to make himself a cup of coffee. Although Xiao Xi is good-looking, he has a daughter. If she marries him and becomes a stepmother, will the old man agree? Don't come out if you want to have fun.

"Hey, why is it inappropriate?" Shangguan Yan muttered and looked in the direction of the film and television city.

"Go to the airport," a message on his hand ordered.

"Brother Xiao, Vice President Shangguan has left," the assistant came in and said.

"Well, there will be a scene later," his face showed no emotion.

After receiving the message from the old man again, Jiuli was speechless. Was he afraid that his own pigs wouldn't dig up cabbages? Put down the pen.

"Find someone to come over and do the styling. Never mind. Let's arrange it."

She's made into a hammer shape, maybe she's here to mess things up.

"Which male companion do you want to bring? Or should we choose according to the rules?" Lan Xihe came in and raised his eyebrows. If it was their turn, they should go to the Finance Department, right?

"No, to avoid being scolded. Just buy something casual."

"I'll arrange it." He was confused for a moment. He was also a man? Were we sisters in the boss's eyes?

Jin Jiang Hotel booked a two-story banquet hall, and the guests were all Qin family's close friends and business partners, as well as people from the higher-level Dong Group who were heard to be there to solicit investment and seek cooperation.

There were handsome men and beautiful women in elegant clothes coming and going. Qin Jin brought Gao Yueyue to the first floor to welcome the guests. His eyes paused on the cake, this was worth millions, and jealousy grew wildly in his heart.

"You will do well later," Father Qin looked at Qin Ningyan, who looked very similar to him, and was very pleased. "The Qin Group will eventually be handed over to young people. You don't have the ability to do so."

"Qin Jin, we can train him for a few years without any problem. Just find a suitable wife and family, and you will have no worries about food and clothing."

"Don't have any ideas that you shouldn't have," Jin Xian warned.

"I won't argue with Qin Jin." Qin Ningyan lowered his eyebrows to hide the cold light in his eyes. Anyway, it was just a ladder for him to approach that person. Thinking of what would happen next, he couldn't suppress his emotions.

"That's fine," Jin Xian nodded with satisfaction.

She had no idea what Qin's father was planning, using Qin Jin to win over the Gao family. I heard that the eldest daughter of Qianshi Jewelry was coming today and she was famous for her love of men, so Qin Xiang was well on his way to taking over the Qin family.

The silver-gray business car stopped at Jinjiang Hotel. An Li walked forward, opened the door, exchanged a glance with Lan Xihe, and followed behind. It was probably almost time to cut the cake at this point.

"Mr. Dong is here," the waiter announced from a distance.

"Hmm? My niece is here? I'll go greet her."

"Well, Mr. Qin is really influential. Mr. Dong actually came." It seems that a second-rate company needs to strengthen cooperation.

They all straightened their clothes and looked towards the door. She looked three times better than in the photo. She silently counted the illegitimate children outside to see if they could climb up to her. What about women?

"The old man asked me to come over. I'm too old to have you visit me." His voice was calm but seemed displeased.

Can I enjoy benefits for a lifetime just for a small accidental favor?

"As a younger generation, it's okay to care about the elderly," his expression changed for a moment before he put on a smile.

He glanced at Father Qin with a half-smile, but didn't say much. "Youngster?" They walked together to the cake in the middle.

The eight-layer cake is half a person's height. The four little men made of edible syrup on the top are lifelike. The cake and fruits are all inside. Only two layers are edible. What about the rest?

"Dad? Who is this?" He tilted his head to show his most superior profile, his words were filled with doubt and his heart was full of excitement.

"Brother, this is the president of Dong Group. Yuan Qing, do you want me to take you for a walk?" Qin Jin was calculating.

"Yueyue, what are you talking about, kid?!" Jin Xian looked at Qin Jin and pulled him behind him. How could he be so presumptuous when he didn't even have a control over Qin?

"Mr. Dong, I've heard of your name for a long time," he came up tactfully, holding two glasses of red wine, "You're even prettier in person than in the photo."

"Hmm," he glanced away and looked away.

"This is my son Ning Yan. He has been frail since childhood and was raised somewhere else. He is Qin Jin's younger brother and is now an artist at Yuehuang Entertainment."

"Yuan Qing, the president of Dong Group, is young and promising. He is a few years older than you. Don't bother him if there is nothing to do." He introduced the two parties.

"Dad, I'm not," he was interrupted by Qin's father's threatening look, with grievance in his eyes.

"This kid is talking nonsense, go cut the cake," he then talked with Jiuli with a smile about their latest cooperation.

As they were chatting and laughing, many bosses who were stronger than the Qin family gathered around. A person under 30 years old among a group of middle-aged people would be very conspicuous, not to mention that she was a woman.

Lan Xihe personally took two glasses of wine and followed his boss all the time. He was always restless in such occasions. He wanted to try to turn a bicycle into a motorcycle, and maybe even inherit the Dong Group. There were too many temptations. If it didn't work out, he would just have to sacrifice a son.

After all, the Dong Group's current status does not require it to be servile or subservient. Many people have come to curry favor with him, and he has seen even more chaotic ones. As for sons, can't he have as many as he wants?

"If it doesn't work this time, there's always next time."

"Boss Dong, my son just came back from abroad. He studied finance. If there is an opportunity for us to cooperate, please be generous."

After a brief greeting and observing Jiuli's expression, he saw impatience in her eyes and tactfully retreated. Besides, it would not be appropriate for them as grown men, so it would be better to let the ladies make the friends.

"You're quite sensible," he put down his wine glass, took two small fruit cakes from the long table and sat in the corner with his people.

"That Dong Zong, if he gets any of his money, it would be enough for a small company to move up a level. You can take your daughter with you to build some connections."

"You are the one who buys the most luxury goods on weekdays. Aren't these the things women discuss? It depends on you whether you can reach the next level," he patted his wife's shoulder.

Even the eldest daughter of Qianshi Jewelry went to the corner with two pieces of fruit cake to chat. In an instant, she became the center of attention, and those with almost no strength could squeeze in.

"Let's not talk about business, just personal matters. I just came here to join in the fun," he raised his eyes to look at the people who gathered around him and said loudly.

He sat there eating the fruit cake with a fork, ignoring the face that stiffened for a moment and then became lively again.

"Yuanqing, this outfit is custom-made, right? Would you mind telling me which brand it is from?" Qianxi smiled and looked very pleased.

"I drew the picture myself, I like to find it myself."

"Of course I like it. I'll find someone to do it later."

The seemingly ordinary shirt had red agate beads as buttons, and she thought it looked very beautiful at first sight.

"Not only this shirt, but the jewelry is a new model, right?"

You and I praised each other one by one, and each one was different from head to toe, trying to make Mr. Dong remember us.