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Chapter two hundred and seventy-ninth

In the evening, Zhang Lang took Tang Feifei to Li Chaoren's banquet.

My godmother and Professor Wen did not go, and Zhang Lang did not force him. In such an occasion, let alone Professor Wen and the others, even he felt uncomfortable.

Xiangjiang has been ruled by Britain for more than a hundred years, making many people in Xiangjiang accustomed to Western life.

Just like this banquet, it seems that it is not grand enough if it is not a Western-style cocktail party.

Zhang Lang really couldn't get excited when he was a Western-style cocktail party that was holding a cup and was unable to eat randomly.

However, everyone carries the flower sedan chair. After all, Li Chaoren reported the cocktail party to welcome him. If he doesn't like it, he will attend it.

Zhang Lang was still wearing a straight 71-style summer uniform, while Tang Feifei was wearing a purple cheongsam with dark flowers. The two walked into the Li family's mansion, and their unique makeup immediately became the focus of the audience.

"Welcome! Welcome!"

Li Chaoren came out to greet him in person.

"Thank you Mr. Li for your kindness, for causing trouble for you!" Zhang Lang held Li Chaoren's hand and said politely.

"Hey, why didn't Professor Wen and Mrs. Wen come with you!"

"Oh! My godmother is not very used to such occasions, and she is pregnant, so they asked me to apologize to Mr. Li! My godmother said that when Mr. Li goes to the Northeast next time, he will cook for Mr. Li himself!"

"I'm not thinking carefully! Another day, I'll make a special trip to visit Professor Wen and Mrs. Wen!"

As long as Zhang Lang came, Li Chaoren's goal would be achieved and he said politely.

"Zhang Sheng, please come inside! Mr. Shen, Mr. Ye and Jianning have all arrived!" Li Chaoren politely let Zhang Lang into the yard.

"Boss! Madam!"

Seeing the boss coming in, Ye Xiaoxian and Huo Jianning hurriedly accused the people around him and met him.

"You guys came very early, but I'm the one closest to you late!" Zhang Lang nodded at the two of them with a smile.

Zhang Lang was wearing a military uniform and was definitely stand out in the cocktail party, which was very eye-catching.

Zhang Lang took two glasses of red wine, and each one with Tang Feifei, and greeted the people who kept gathering around him.

When the party talks about things in the middle of the process, you usually find a separate room. Now the party has just begun. Everyone is polite to each other and lyrics. Now everyone is wearing a mask of hypocrisy and saying hypocritical words.

Zhang Lang dealt with the people who came to get close to him, and keenly noticed that someone was staring at him.

Turning around, he saw that although the two middle-aged men were both suits and ties, Zhang Lang could tell at a glance that these two were from the mainland.

Zhang Lang speculated that the two might be comrades living in the Xiangjiang office.

On such occasions, I will naturally give more attention.

Zhang Lang did not go over to say hello, but just smiled and reported the two of them, and continued to deal with the people around him.

Fortunately, not many people know him, namely the top ten richest men and their children.

After dealing with it, Zhang Lang took Tang Feifei to find a seat without anyone, and rubbed his stiff face.

Compared to such occasions, Zhang Lang prefers Chinese banquets. Everyone ate meat and bowls of meat and bragged loudly. That is what the masters should do.

Unlike now, I have been serving a glass of wine for a long time, but it has not been half gone, and I have basically just clinked my glasses.

"Hello comrade! Can I sit down?" The two comrades from the Xiangjiang office just came to the door.

"Comrade's surname?"

"Submitted to Zhang!"

"I wonder where Comrade Zhang is?" The comrade from the Xiangjiang Office asked tentatively.

"I can't talk about high, I'm the head of a small mountain village in the northeast!"

"The village chief of the Northeast Mountain Village?" The two looked incredible.

Zhang Lang's words were obviously unconvincing. When will the motherland have such a great influence, a village chief can become a guest of honor for Li Chaoren! It can make the top ten richest people say hello on their own initiative!

"This is Director Zhou of Xiangjiang Office!" The younger one explained to Zhang Lang.

"Hello, Director Zhou! It's a fate that we can meet fellow villagers in Xiangjiang. Let's go?"

Director Zhou had a strong Northeast flavor in his voice, and Zhang Lang smiled and raised his glass to invite him.

"Haha! We can also be considered as meeting an old friend in a foreign land! Let's go!"

The two of them touched the glasses, and Zhang Lang drank them all in one go, "The wine is still so delicious!"

"Haha! That's right! You have to drink wine like this!" Director Zhou also raised his head and dried the cup.

"Will Comrade Zhang come to Xiangjiang to do business or what do you need to cooperate with the business management? The responsibility of our office is to serve the comrades who come from home."

"Thank you, Director Zhou! It's nothing big, I just send my godmother to Xiangjiang for delivery!"

The strong military smell on Zhang Lang made the two of them confused for a while and couldn't figure out what Zhang Lang was doing.

I didn't ask too much, for fear that if I asked what I shouldn't have asked, Director Zhou said goodbye and left after chatting for a few words.

"Zhang Sheng, it turns out that you are here. Are you still used to it?" As soon as Director Zhou left, Chaoren Li came over.

"To be honest, we Chinese are really not used to foreign devils!" Zhang Lang shrugged.

Li Chaoren is not an outsider anymore. If it comes to the discussion, Li Chaoren has to call Zhang Lang and Tang Feifei to call her senior brothers and sisters.

"Haha! It's still Zhang's free and easy life. Speaking of which, I don't like such a cocktail party, but there's no way. Everyone does this. If you don't do this, it will seem like an alternative! If it's too alternative, this business will not be able to be done."

It is not unreasonable that Li Chaoren can be the first to be a latecomer. He is not versatile in his words and does things, but he is also very masked and everyone takes care of him.

"Ms. Tang, I'm sorry! I want to borrow Zhang Sheng for a while. There are a few old friends over there who want to talk to Zhang Sheng."

"Mr. Li, you are polite. It's important to talk about serious matters. Don't worry about me. I'll just go around it!" Tang Feifei smiled sweetly and left with a cup.

Zhang Lang followed Li Chaoren to the second floor.

"Director Zhou, the man surnamed Zhang and Li Chaoren went up the second floor, and I don't know what to do." His subordinates reported to Director Zhou.

"We don't have to worry about this matter. Just report it to relevant domestic departments. Maybe they have a secret task!" Director Zhou thought about it and made a decision.

"yes!"

…………

"Zhang Sheng! Meet again!"

"Oh! Mr. Huo! I haven't seen you for more than half a year, and you are old and young!"

"Haha! You Zhang Sheng will use nice words to coax me old man!" Mr. Huo laughed happily.

"Mr. Bao! Mr. Xu! Mr. Lin!..." After saying hello to Mr. Huo, Zhang Lang greeted the people in the room one by one.

"Zhang Sheng! The young man is so young! Your Forde Group has been doing a lot this year!" The ship chartering king sighed.
Chapter completed!
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