Uncle's Crisis

Chapter 61
It wasn't until he walked out of the gate of the unit that he breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved. After all, he had settled Feng Dazhi's concerns. As for whether he could achieve good results, it depended on their fate.

Gao Zhiyuan took the No. [-] bus directly to the Wharton Hotel.

Standing outside the foyer and looking in, he didn't see his wife Yu Meijuan, so he took out his cell phone and dialed it.

Yu Meijuan said that she and Mr. Ren were still busy with company affairs, and they would have to wait a while to go there, and asked him to go directly to the agreed room.

Gao Zhiyuan had no choice but to walk into the hotel alone. As soon as he entered, a handsome welcome lady came up to greet him and asked politely, "Hello, sir, do you have an appointment?"

"Is someone named Ren Daqiang ordering food here?" Gao Zhiyuan asked.

"Oh, yes... yes, you are a distinguished guest invited by Mr. Ren, right? Inside...inside." The girl said, making an elegant polite gesture.

Gao Zhiyuan followed closely through the lobby and went straight into the elevator.

There were only Gao Zhiyuan and Miss Yingbin in the elevator, and the atmosphere seemed a little weird, even ambiguous, at least in Gao Zhiyuan's opinion.

He was actually a little flustered, a little out of his mind, that kind of feeling is probably called distracted.

This girl is so beautiful, she is almost too beautiful, the scarlet cheongsam is tightly wrapped around her body, which perfectly outlines the eye-catching curves...

Gao Zhiyuan's heart was hot and numb, and countless branches grew out.

Isn't this Tema too outrageous?

Gao Zhiyuan, Gao Zhiyuan, why are you so dirty?

Shameless and nasty!

Fearing that the girl would see his ugliness, Gao Zhiyuan had no choice but to turn his back, raised his hand, and subconsciously combed his not messy hair.

Gao Zhiyuan, you bastard, you are sick!

The elevator stopped, and the girl moved to the side outside the door, and said sweetly: "Sir, please."

"Oh, yes... yes." Gao Zhiyuan stepped out of the elevator, and under the guidance of the girl, walked into a suite called "Dongtian Fudi".

The girl motioned for him to sit on the sofa and leaned over to make tea for him.

Gao Zhiyuan looked at the beautiful service girl, wanted to hide but couldn't, his heart seemed to be crawling with bugs, itching and uncomfortable.

The girl seemed to realize something, and said softly, "Sir, please have some tea."

"Thank you!" Gao Zhiyuan took the teacup with both hands, and took advantage of the opportunity to touch it intimately.

The girl took a step back and said, "Sir, take your time, I'll meet Mr. Ren."

"By the way, girl, I have something to ask you."

"If you have anything to tell you, just say it."

"Who else did Mr. Ren hire?"

"I'm sorry sir, I don't know about that."

"Then do you know how many people were invited?"

"Like ten."

"Ten?"

"Yes, sir."

"so many?"

The girl smiled without saying a word, and walked out slowly.

After drinking three glasses of water in a row, Gao Zhiyuan couldn't sit still because his wife and Ren Daqiang were still not here.

The dog said it!
What kind of shit is this?

He kept saying that it was a banquet, but left people here. It was obvious that the nouveau riche was playing big.

Just as he was thinking angrily, he suddenly heard footsteps outside.

The door was pushed open from the outside, and it was the same cheongsam girl who received her just now. She smiled at Gao Zhiyuan and said, "Sir, Mr. Ren and the others are here."

Gao Zhiyuan sat still and continued to drink his tea.

"Ouch... Ouch, I'm really sorry, Brother Zhiyuan, for keeping you waiting." Following the exaggeratedly friendly voice, a middle-aged man walked in.

Gao Zhiyuan looked up and saw that this man was tall and straight, with dignified features and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. He looked elegant, without the vulgarity and publicity of an "upstart".

"You're welcome, I just entered the room." Gao Zhiyuan stood up and held Ren Daqiang's hand.

As the two big hands clenched tightly, the previous suspicion and dissatisfaction disappeared, and they sat down at the huge dining table courteously.

Then several people walked in, talking and laughing with each other in an easy-going atmosphere, among them was Gao Zhiyuan's wife Yu Meijuan.

Ren Daqiang actually allowed Gao Zhiyuan to sit in the guest of honor seat, which made Gao Zhiyuan very pleased and even a little flattered.

"This is the husband of our director Yu, the vice president of the agricultural trade company. You don't know, but Mr. Gao is a famous pen in Jiyuan City!" Ren Daqiang solemnly introduced to the others.

Gao Zhiyuan became flustered, got up and waved his hands, and explained: "Mr. Ren, please be merciful, but you can't slap my brother in the face. I'm just an ordinary employee. I've been exalted... I've been exalted..."

Then he nodded to the people at the table, and introduced himself: "My name is Gao Zhiyuan, please take care of me... Take care of me."

Yu Meijuan patted Gao Zhiyuan lightly, and joked: "Our old Gao, although he is not in the position of the boss, his ability is not to mention."

"Come on...Come on, Meijuan, don't meddle with you, the taste will be even worse if you say this out of your mouth." Gao Zhiyuan interrupted her.

Yu Meijuan rolled her eyes at him and said, "Isn't what I'm telling the truth? How many people in your unit have higher education than you? How many people write articles that are as good as yours?"

I rely on!

This bear woman's face is thicker than a pig's skin!

Gao Zhiyuan became anxious and secretly pinched her.

"Why is this? Don't touch your hands!" Yu Meijuan seemed to be hurt by being pinched, she frowned, but she didn't want to lose her temper.

"Everyone just listen to what Meijuan said, she is taking the opportunity to ridicule my incompetence." Gao Zhiyuan explained with an embarrassing look on his face.

"No... no, Yu Meijuan wasn't taunting, she was speaking from her heart." Ren Daqiang looked straight at Gao Zhiyuan strangely, and said, "Brother Gao, you don't need to be humble, I, Ren Daqiang, dare to fight you Bet, within three years, you will definitely reach a new height, not only at the department level, but at the department level, at least at the deputy department level."

"Mr. Ren, please forgive me. I know how many bowls of dry rice I can eat." Gao Zhiyuan shook his head with a wry smile.

Ren Daqiang narrowed his eyes, pinched his fingers and read silently for a while, and said: "Brother Gao, I am not joking, now is the opportunity for a reversal, and it will not take long. The opportunity will come. I can guarantee that within half a year, I will make a decision." A new level."

Then Gao Zhiyuan remembered the words that Master Ding said a few days ago, "You are about to make it through", and also thought of Sun Chaosheng's "favour" for him this time, his heart moved spontaneously, but he was still laughing at himself: " Mr. Ren, don't cancel me."

"Brother Zhiyuan, secrets must not be leaked. Some things are inconvenient to be revealed in front of everyone, but you have to believe me, as long as you grasp it safely and don't give up on yourself, you will surely rise to the top every step of the way!"

Gao Zhiyuan smiled wryly, waved his hands again and again, and stopped him: "Mr. Ren, let's stop making such jokes, okay? If it gets to the ears of our boss, it will change the flavor."

Ren Daqiang ignored his words, raised his head, stared straight at the edge of the ceiling, and kept rolling his eyes.

(End of this chapter)