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Chapter 17 Smart as Ruan Jiangxi (2)
"Neither." Ruan Jiangxi replied simply, and didn't want to say too much. His eyes were deep, quiet and clear, without showing the slightest emotion. After slightly bowing, he left, "I need to get ready, let's go first."

It's really deep. Wei Mingli has been in the entertainment industry for more than 20 years. She thinks that there is no artist she can't see through. Ruan Jiangxi is the only exception. There is no trace at all. From expression management, who dares to say that Ruan Jiangxi's acting skills are not superb.Wei Mingli laughed, "Cunning woman."

Xinan International Club is located in the most prosperous area of ​​the entire H city. It is said that half of this golden road section belongs to Xinan International. It is still unknown how much money Song Ci has. It is only about the monopoly of Xinan International. The entire service industry in China is no secret. The Tianchu Charity Gala is a marketing activity for Xinan International to serve its hotels.

Tonight, the invited people are all famous people in H city, that's the case, Xinan International's post, who dares to pretend to be a master in H city, not to mention that it is rare for Song Shao to come in person this year, who doesn't want to show his face, it's so exciting business impression.

With Young Master Song coming in person, tonight's charity party will naturally be surrounded by beauties.No, on the show stage, they are competing for beauty, one is more beautiful than the other, and the other is more beautiful than the other. Off the stage, business tycoons from all walks of life are also not idle, surrounding Song Ci on the main seat, each with a glass of red wine. In the name of toasting, digging for gold.

"Song Shao, do you think about the land in the south of the city?" The six-month-old beer belly is Mr. Qin from Tianhai Real Estate. He is developing a real estate, and all the money has been invested. Xinan International was the first to land, and the ducks that got their mouths just flew away. Qin Dong can be said to have tried his best, "The price of Xinan International has the final say, Mr. Song, why don't we make an appointment to discuss it in detail?"

Song Ci half leaned on the chair, silent, a little careless.

Director Qin wanted to say something else, and Director Zheng of Jiangling Group stepped forward: "I wonder if Mr. Song is interested in the case of Tan's holdings?" With slender eyes, his expression was very flattering.

Song Ci tugged on his tie lightly, with difficulty expressing between his brows: "I'm not talking about business today." His tone was obviously impatient.

Flattery and flattery, the crown prince doesn't like that.

Qin Dong immediately followed suit: "Yes, yes, it is rare for Young Master Song to attend the dinner party. Naturally, business matters must be put aside first. I will punish myself with three glasses first." Then he drank three glasses very boldly.

"I'm ashamed of Mr. Qin's drinking capacity. I'm afraid I'm going to get dizzy if I punish myself with three drinks. I'll respect Mr. Song for this drink, and I'll take it as an apology."

At the wine table, status is always judged, and toasts are mostly for flattery.Song Ci was not very interested, half-closed his eyes, bored, and didn't even give a wink to this toast.

There is no one in sight, and Xinan International Song Ci is the most.

The scene was a bit embarrassing, so Qin Jiang, who was beside Song Ci, came out to smooth things over, and said with a half-hearted smile, "Young Master Song doesn't drink."

As soon as Qin Jiang finished speaking, Song Ci picked up a glass of red wine, gently shook it three times to the left and three times to the right, then put it on his lips, took a sip, and his lips were stained with wine-colored red, very coquettish s color.

This red wine tastes really handsome. It looks like the style cultivated by the red wine culture all the year round. Can't taste wine?Qin Jiang wished he could bite his own tongue, and hated his boss very much: Young Master Song, you will have no friends if you disrupt the stage like this.

Song Ci didn't even look at Qin Jiang, he raised his glass and took another sip.

Chairman Zheng of Jiangling was a little stunned: "Er..." The hand holding the wine glass was stiff, but he retracted it awkwardly, smiling too fakely, "Special assistant Qin really knows how to joke."

(End of this chapter)