How to be financially free

Chapter 548 Why is she in Uncle's room?
In the evening, in the Shanghai style restaurant of Anshi Hotel.

A few guests sat in the quiet box.

At the dining table, there were Song Qingqian, her assistant manager Sister Zhu, and a few men.

Wearing custom-made clothes and famous watches, he has an extraordinary bearing, and he looks like a businessman at first glance.

One of the gentle-looking men in gold-rimmed glasses seems to be the center.

"Miss Song, Mr. Wang has a deep affection for you, why don't you just agree?" A tall and thin man beside him held a wine glass, half joking, half serious.

The one wearing gold-rimmed glasses is that Mr. Wang.

At this moment, he smiled slightly, and his eyes stayed on Song Qingqian from the beginning to the end.

Seeing her every frown, smile, and every move, the appreciation in her eyes became stronger and stronger.

"Qingqian, please."

He slightly raised his wine glass, his voice slightly gentle.

Song Qingqian was reluctant, but she couldn't refuse, so she raised her wine glass slightly and took a sip.

Fortunately, the alcohol content is not high.

The few present here today can be regarded as respectable people, and they would not do such things as pouring alcohol.

"Mr. Wang, thank you." She put down her wine glass, her cheeks flushed slightly.

Song Qingqian was already incapable of drinking, this degree was enough for her to react.

The sadness of being a star is actually here.

It looks glamorous, but in fact there are many things that cannot be controlled.

Even with her position, there are still things that embarrass her.

Unless she really has thighs to hold.

Thinking of this, a tall and handsome figure involuntarily flashed in his mind.

Thinking about it made her a little dazed.

"Why aren't you here yet?" she thought to herself.

On the side, her assistant, Sister Zhu, was busy and acted as a waiter.

While persuading the food with quick hands and feet, she interrupted, trying to make the atmosphere of the wine table more harmonious.

"Mr. Wang, I would like to offer you a toast." Sister Zhu smiled.

"Hmm." Mr. Wang frowned. He was just about to persuade Song Qingqian to drink, but he didn't expect this manager to be quick-witted.

After thinking about it, he took a light drink and put down the glass.

At the wine table, Mr. Wang chatted with the people around him, and also chatted with Song Qingqian from time to time.

Word of mouth hanging business are tens of millions of tens of millions.

The business of these few people is indeed quite big.

"Qingqian, you are running your own studio now, and you have financial problems, so just ask, don't be polite to me." Mr. Wang said with a smile.

What Song Qingqian could do was to thank him politely.

She is indeed under pressure as a studio now, but she is not unable to solve it, so how can she ask Mr. Wang for help?

It stands to reason that Mr. Wang is also worth seven or eight hundred million, and he is also infatuated. He is indeed a good candidate.

But Song Qingqian just didn't let go.

She has been in the film industry for so many years, so how could she be short of money? When it comes to feelings, she still pays more attention to feelings.

Without feelings, everything is empty talk.

It's not that there are no rich people in her circle.

Time passed by every minute and every second, even though Song Qingqian kept refusing, he still drank some wine.

Suddenly, there was a light knock on the door of the box.

Mr. Wang on the seat raised his head and put down his wine glass.

"Please come in."

After a while, a waiter came in with a drink in his hand.

"Excuse me, is this Miss Song?" She smiled and looked at Song Qingqian.

Song Qingqian knew it well, but her expression was still very surprised and confused.

"It's me, what's the matter?"

The waiter is full of smiles.

"Miss Song, we, Mr. Xu, heard that you are here, and specially arranged to send you a bottle of red wine here."

As she spoke, she gently brought the wine bottle up.

"Romanee-Conti?" Song Qingqian looked at the red wine delivered, a little surprised.

Looking at the year of this bottle of red wine, it seems to be a few years old.

Then the price of this bottle will cost 10,000+ no matter what.

10,000+ wines are free!

Song Qingqian felt that this favor was greatly owed.

"Dong Xu is too polite, isn't he?" She couldn't help pursing her lips into a smile.

"Xu Dong?" Mr. Wang beside him frowned slightly.

Inexplicably, he felt that Song Qingqian's expression was a little different.

"Miss Song, who is this Director Xu? It's not a small gift to send Romanee-Conti casually." Mr. Wang asked seemingly casually.

Song Qingqian hesitated to speak.

"Dong Xu...Anshi Hotel belongs to Dong Xu."

As soon as this sentence came out, several people present couldn't sit still.

"what?"

"Miss Song, you actually know such a friend?" They exclaimed in surprise.

Anshi Hotel!The five-star hotel on Huaihai Road has a market value of two to three billion.

A person who owns such an industry is actually Song Qingqian's friend.

This Miss Song's social circle is really incredible!
"I'm sorry to excuse you, but I'll give Dong Xu a call to thank you."

In front of everyone present, Song Qingqian stood up apologetically and said that he was going to make a phone call.

President Wang frowned.

"Of course I want to thank you very much."

With a smile on his face, he spoke insincerely, and habitually rubbed the dial of his Vacheron Constantin with his right thumb.

After a while, the call was connected.

Song Qingqian's voice was soft, her eyebrows were gentle, and she kept thanking her.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Xu, would you like to have a drink?"

As she invited, she looked apologetically at the same time and asked everyone present for their opinions.

"It's definitely fine!"

Several people present nodded in agreement.

Knowing such a character is naturally what they dream of.

Mr. Wang's face was calm, and he forced a smile.

"I'm fine."

After a while, Song Qingqian ended the call.

"Qingqian, is this Director Xu coming?" Boss Wang couldn't help asking.

"Mr. Xu is quite busy, come over later." Song Qingqian was in a good mood, and her smile became warmer.

Mr. Wang looked uncomfortable.

Because this smile is not because of myself.

It's not hopeless for such a charming and charming star to chase after her.

Now, a Xu Dong appeared in the sky, and he was sitting on a hotel worth billions of dollars.

Suddenly his hopes faded.

After a while, the box door was knocked lightly again.

With charming eyebrows and charming eyes, Song Qing stood up lightly, and the amorous Wang always looked straight at him at that moment.

"It should be Xu Dong." She said with a smile.

All the people in the house immediately stood up and prepared to greet them.

Mr. Wang hesitated for a moment, but stood up anyway. With such a big business, it is clear what is more important.

However, when he looked at the door, he couldn't help but start to imagine in his mind.

How old is this Director Xu?
If it's very old, isn't it?

Thinking of this, Mr. Wang felt a little uncomfortable.

At this moment, Song Qingqian had already stepped forward and gently opened the door. Everyone could see her smile at this moment.

It's brilliant, it's heartfelt.

Song Qingqian leaned out the door lightly, and reached out to hold her hand.

"Xu Dong, you are here." Her voice was a little coquettish, and it was obvious that the relationship between the two was different.

All the people in the house immediately looked at each other, and they all saw the look in each other's eyes.

Immediately afterwards, everyone saw Song Qingqian walking into the box with a tall and handsome figure on his shoulders.

With that handsome appearance, not to mention among businessmen, even in the show business circle, he is the best!
Immediately, Mr. Wang smiled bitterly, and his heart died instantly.

He just gave up.

This person has such a strong net worth, and his appearance crushes him by many streets.

What are you competing for?
"Sorry to bother everyone."

Xu Wen smiled slightly and apologized first.

"Oh, what is there, what is there, please take a seat." Several people present groaned, stood up hastily, shook hands, and greeted.

Businessmen are very realistic!
Their net worth is only a few hundred million.

As for the one in front of him, the Anshi Hotel alone has a valuation of at least several billion. Who knows if this boss has other businesses?

The gap is too big.

Xu Wen naturally sat next to Song Qingqian and sat down beside her.

Under the table, Song Qingqian gently scratched Xu Wen's hand, but Xu Wen grabbed it.

All the people here are talking about Mr. Xu, and they are very respectful.

Only Mr. Wang is still a little unnatural.

The man who had been chasing him for so long did not expect to be cut off by a powerful opponent who appeared halfway.

This feeling is depressing even thinking about it.

He was still a little bit upset, but the people around him didn't think it was a problem at all.

In business talk business, the so-called women are always at the bottom.

Seeing Mr. Wang's forced smile, they immediately laughed.

"Mr. Wang, if you want to open up, don't worry about it. Mr. Xu has a great family and is so handsome. It's normal for Mrs. Song to like it. Just change it!"

Mr. Wang thought about it too, sighed, and figured it out all at once.

Once he figured it out, he immediately unloaded his burden.Immediately regaining his energy, he stood up and toasted Xu Wen with a glass of wine.

"Mr. Xu, I offer you a toast." He said humbly.

Xu Wen raised his eyes to look at Mr. Wang, is this the one who makes things difficult for Song Qingqian?

That's it?

He didn't say anything, but raised his glass.

Song Qingqian breathed a sigh of relief.

Such a matter that gave her a little headache was solved invisibly.

This is the difference in status!
At the wine table, the atmosphere suddenly became harmonious.

During the chat, Xu Wen also knew about the properties of the people in front of him.

For example, Mr. Wang in front of Xu Wen is engaged in trade and investment, and his industries are relatively diversified.

The tall and thin man next to Mr. Wang, Mr. Sun, is a condiment brand. The brand name Xu Wen has never heard of it. According to him, he focuses on the sinking market.

There is also Mr. Zhang, who has dozens of hot pot direct stores and franchise stores.

All in all, they are all wealthy businessmen.

Halfway through the meal, Xu Wen received a call from Shi Yunrui.

"Mr. Xu, I just received information from the Catering Association of Shanghai Metropolis. The former chairman is no longer in the association. Now there is a need for a replacement list. You can see."

Xu Wen found out that the Shanghai Catering Association is a voluntary organization, and to a certain extent, it can be regarded as a circle.

Now, the alternate position is vice president.

The vice president of the Catering Association of Shanghai sounds a little bluffing, but in fact there are dozens of them, which is not a big deal.It is the inaugural vice president, basically all of them are well-known figures in the catering industry of Shanghai.

Being able to join this association and become the vice president is to some extent a symbol of strength.

Therefore, Xu Wen agreed to fill in the position by himself.

At the dining table, several people who listened to the news sighed a little.

Especially Mr. Zhang who runs a chain hot pot restaurant.

He is actually a member of the Catering Association, but there are thousands of members in the Catering Association of Shanghai, and he is only an insignificant member in it.

Shi Yunrui got Xu Wen's approval and went back to submit the membership application.

That's it for dinner.

The dog blood that Song Qingqian talked about was actually just like that, how could there be so many bloody plots.

Those who can do such a big business are smart people, and there are still trade-offs.

After the banquet was over, Xu Wen and Song Qingqian exchanged eyebrows.

Xu Wen had already sent the specific room number to Song Qingqian. As for the suite on the top floor, before the hotel was successfully transferred to his own name, Xu Wen was still a little interested.

But now, the entire hotel is your own, and it's the same wherever you stay.

At night, Song Qingqian, wearing sunglasses, quietly came to Xu Wen's door very unobtrusively, and knocked lightly on the door.

After a while, Xu Wen opened the door with a smile on his face.

Song Qingqian in front of her was wearing a pair of big sunglasses, only her white chin could be seen under the sunglasses.

"Xu Shao, there's no one hiding inside, right?" Song Qingqian joked lightly.

"You'll know when you come in and have a look." Xu Wen pulled Song Qingqian in.

Next door, Chen Feiyao, who had just returned from the branch office in Shanghai, was a little absent-minded.

Now her mind is full of Xu Wen.

"You obviously gave me such a valuable thing, why didn't you contact me again?" She was tossing and turning alone in the room at the moment.

In the afternoon, when she was free, she sent Xu Wen a message, but Xu Wen never replied to her again.

She was anxious and flustered in her heart, and then she was empty-handed.

In the middle of the night, she stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows in her pajamas, with dark hair and fair skin.

In addition to the night view of Huaihai Road in the floor-to-ceiling windows, it is my own reflection.

"It's so beautiful!" Chen Feiyao whispered to herself.

In her head, a voice told her to take a step.

Just one step, maybe the sea and the sky will be vast?

Chen Feiyao made up her mind, and immediately put on makeup for herself, and found a very beautiful dress.

Then, when everything was ready, she cheered herself up and went out.

Obviously it's just next door, but it seems to be separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

Standing in front of Xu Wen's suite door, Chen Feiyao took a light breath, and then knocked on the door.

After a while, the door opened gently.

Xu Wen frowned slightly, looking at Chen Feiyao, who had a new make-up in front of the door, and seemed to have a lot of courage.

"Uncle." She bit her lip and looked around the room.

"This? What's the matter?" Xu Wen blocked it.

Song Qingqian is still inside!
"Oh, uncle, let's go in and talk." Chen Feiyao acted like a baby, and got in without hesitation.

Smoothly, she also closed the door behind her.

Xu Wen was shocked.

Before he could react, Chen Feiyao got in.

"No? Hey! Don't rush in!" Seeing Chen Feiyao biting her lip and looking back, Xu Wen kept walking inside, and hurriedly tried to stop her.

However, it's too late.

He saw Song Qingqian hurried out wrapped in a bath towel, and bumped into Chen Feiyao.

Both of them let out a cry.

Then, look at each other.

Song Qingqian had to be more determined, except for the initial shock, he quickly reacted.

While looking at Chen Feiyao, she looked at Xu Wen with a half-smile.

But Chen Feiyao was really frightened.

Now her mind is blank.

There is a woman in the uncle's room?
and?And it looks so familiar?

(End of this chapter)