Please Take Care of Me, Young Master Quan

  Chapter 81 Anniversary Reception

   "Mr. Shen, congratulations. In the blink of an eye, Mingda Group has already celebrated its 52nd anniversary, and it is just around the corner to make further progress!"

   "Mrs. Shen is in high spirits on happy occasions, she looks so good!"

  The man and woman who spoke were Song Yuanshan, the president of MT Finance, and Fang Yaqin, the president's wife.

  Shen Chunjiang smiled openly, and cupped his fists at Song Yuanshan: "Thanks for your words."

  Yang Lan cordially took Fang Yaqin's arm, whispering some whispers between women.

   "...I heard that the one your family just recognized will appear today?"

  Yang Lan's smile froze.

Fang Yaqin sighed, and patted the back of her hand: "I don't mean to see your jokes at all. After all, my family still has a shining illegitimate child there. Now that he has full wings, he doesn't take people seriously. Because of this , I can understand your current mood better than anyone else, it is secondary to feel uncomfortable, the key is not to be reconciled!"

  The illegitimate child Fang Yaqin mentioned was Song Rin.

  Yang Lan burst into tears when she heard it, and the grievances accumulated in her chest seemed to have finally found an outlet: almost choked up: "Yaqin, my heart is bitter..."

  Looking the Song couple to the reception, Shen Chunjiang and Yang Lan greeted He Hongye and his wife from Valin Electronics, and Qin Song and his wife from Xufeng Real Estate with the same enthusiasm.

   At this point, the four major families of Ningcheng, Shen, He, Qin, and Song, gathered together.

  In the room on the second floor, Shen Wei looked at herself in the mirror with rough makeup and turned into a ghost, her eyes turned cold, and she knocked off the makeup artist's hand with a crisp snap.

   "Miss, you... how can you hit someone?" The young woman was tearful, clutching the back of her hand, as if she had been greatly wronged.

  She is very young, and she is not ugly. She looks soft and weak, which makes people pitiful.

  It's a pity that Shen Yu is not a man, and the fox wants to get angry, but chooses the wrong partner. Not only is the effort in vain, but it may also backfire.

   But the pain is real.

  Shen Yu used a lot of strength and was merciless.

   "As a professional makeup artist, you can turn me into this, even having hands is crippled."

   "Then you can't hit me either!"

Shen Yu picked up the eyebrow pencil that fell from her hand on the dressing table, and placed it on Zhou Zheng, "I know, it's really not easy for you to charge money to do things, and it's really not easy to turn me into this. I'm not curious, and I don't care. There are two ways for you to choose now: the first one, continue to die, and I will make your death faster and uglier, and guarantee that you will be ruined before you get the benefits. After all, Makeup artists who don't know how to make up have a bad reputation, and it will be difficult to get involved in this industry in the future. Don't doubt whether I have this ability. Although I am not good enough to deal with my two sisters, it is more than enough to take care of you as a little makeup artist , not to mention anything else, I believe that many people will buy into the identity of Miss Shen San."

  The makeup artist turned pale.

  Shen Yu looked at her coldly through the mirror in front of her.

  The little girl began to tremble all over, "No...you can't do this..."

"Oh, then there is only the second way. Now, take your tools and reapply my makeup until I am satisfied. You can't explain it to me, you can push it on my head, the debt is too much Press down, it's much harder for them to deal with me than it is with you."

  The makeup artist's eyes lit up, and she bowed her head and said: "Miss San, I was obsessed with ghosts just now, so now...start again?"

  Shen Yu looked at the face in the glasses with disgust, and said coldly: "Take it off!"

   Fifteen hours before the reception began, the makeup artist came out of the room with a suitcase, and bumped into the smiling Chen Yan head-on.

  The two walked to the corner one after the other.

   "Have you done your business?"

The makeup artist lowered her head, and said in a low voice: "I made her look ugly on purpose. Before leaving, she was still crying on the dressing table, talking about getting rid of heavy makeup... I ignored it and just slipped away." gone."

   "Good job. The money has been transferred to your account, no more, no less, exactly 10,000, which is easier and easier than painting a few faces."

   "Thank you, Second Miss."

   "Let's go, keep your mouth shut!"

"yes."

   There are still five minutes left before the opening of the reception, and the host, audio, lighting, and drinks are all in place.

...

   "Are you okay? The banquet will start soon!"

   Nothing happened.

   "Shen Yu?! Are you dead?! Can't even speak?!"

   "Go away, leave it alone!" With a choked sob, Shen Yan felt relieved, turned her head and exchanged a look with Shen Ru, and her tone was obviously schadenfreude—

   "The dog bit Lu Dongbin! Since you don't know what's good and what's wrong, then we won't wait any longer and cry by ourselves!"

   After finishing speaking, he turned and left.

   Shen Ru frowned: "Ayan, what did you do?"

   "Huh! It's just a small lesson for her, sister, don't worry about it."

  Shen Ru's eyes flickered slightly, and he stopped asking questions, and of course he didn't have the leisure to care about Shen Yu's life and death.

  (end of this chapter)