At the same time, Chen Ping came to the Guohua exhibition hall early.

Today is my father-in-law’s exhibition, and he is here to help.

As soon as he entered the door, Chen Ping saw that the exhibition hall was decorated in high-standard specifications, with great quality and taste, and was definitely not the kind of small-scale quarrels.

It seems that Chu Anan has put in a lot of effort.

Chen Yerou noticed Chen Ping, who was watching at the door, walked over with a smile and said, "Hello, do you need me to help you? Well, you are..."

Today's exhibition is very important. Manager Chu told me a long time ago that we must be perfect.

Moreover, many of the people who came to the exhibition today are famous figures in Shangjiang City.

Therefore, the people under your command must be respectful and humble, and must not judge others in appearance.

Chen Yerou originally thought that Chen Ping was here to participate in the exhibition, but after all, he had received several people in front, all in the lounge in the next hall.

Unexpectedly, it was him.

Chen Ping looked up and showed a faint smile, saying, "Hello, we're meeting again, I'll look for Jiang Guomin."

"Mr. Jiang?" Chen Yerou said suspiciously, but immediately smiled and bowed slightly, "Please follow me."

Chen Ping nodded secretly. This girl is really good and treats people sincerely.

As a result, after just a few steps, there were a burst of sarcastic words behind him.

"Oh, Chen Ping, are you here?" Gao Yang took a few people into the exhibition hall at this moment, looking arrogant and arrogant.

Chen Ping turned around and replied with a smile: "Just come."

Gao Yang walked over and was dressed in a expensive navy blue suit. He was dressed very handsome and looked noble.

He reached out and patted Chen Ping on the shoulder and said sarcastically: "Actually, you shouldn't come today, it's embarrassing. Those who come to participate in the exhibition today are all well-known figures in Shangjiang City. You said you are a useless son-in-law of the Jiang family. Wouldn't you be slapping Uncle Jiang in the face at that time?"

This Chen Ping really has the courage to come over.

I don't even think about how much I weigh.

Chen Ping frowned, and did not intend to pay attention to Gao Yang, so he turned around and was about to leave.

Seeing this, Gao Yang felt angry. What kind of garbage dared to be so arrogant!

I'm talking to you again, what's your attitude?

"Mr. Gao, you friend seems to look down on you." Several people behind Gao Yang laughed and laughed.

"Chen Ping, stop for me!"

Gao Yang was very angry. He was even more angry when he thought of what happened yesterday. He walked over a few steps, pinched Chen Ping's shoulder, and said viciously: "You are a loser, you are not qualified to appear in the Guohua exhibition hall. Go out immediately!"

"Damn, he is the one Chen Ping who gave him fake paintings you said."

"It turns out that it's not an ordinary loser. This dress is too shabby, so is it just a farmer."

"It's a pity that this kind of guy is actually Jiang Wan's husband."

Several friends Gao Yang called were now saying contempt.

In this way, Gao Yang felt a little relieved.

Look, Chen Ping, how shameful you are.

It’s so embarrassing that Jiang Wan is following a waste like you.

Chen Ping frowned, his face turned a little cold, and said, "I'm here to help."

"help?"

Gao Yang laughed and said, "It's so funny. You need a coward to help me here? You don't even look at what this place is. Why do you want to come here to deliver lunch boxes to the big guys who are here today?"

This is a bit of an exaggeration of professional humiliation.

"Mr. Gao, he is still a delivery person. You didn't tell us last time."

"No wonder he feels like the smell of gutter oil."

"Turn out like this quickly and don't dirty the air here."

A few random mockery laughed.

Chen Ping frowned in a line, looked at Gao Yang coldly, and said, "The profession is not distinguished from high or low. I don't think where I am dirty when I deliver takeout."

These people are really looking down on people. What's wrong with delivering takeaways?

Very shameful?

Every day, so many white-collar workers in cities are waiting for our takeaway staff to deliver meals. Am I proud?

No, we have to change our view of deliverymen.

Find some time and change the delivery vehicle for the company's people. The battery car will definitely not work, and Harley is good.

Seeing Chen Ping suddenly twisting his face, Gao Yang sneered a few times, patted the former on the shoulder, and said, "Waste is waste, and he will never be on the table."

After saying that, he pointed at Chen Yerou and said, "You still put garbage like him in? Wouldn't it insult Guohua's exhibition hall and drive him out quickly?"

Chen Yerou said with a calm face: "Sorry, Mr. Gao, our manager has given instructions. All the visitors are guests. I'm sorry I can't do it."

Can't do it?

OK OK OK OK!

Gao Yang shook his hand angrily, glared at Chen Ping fiercely, and took his friends away.

He also wanted to rush to Uncle Jiang to please and show off.

After Gao Yang left, Chen Ping politely said to Chen Yeju: "Thank you."

"No need to thank you, ought, I'll take you to the lounge." Chen Yerou smiled, twisting her delicate figure and walking in front.

Chen Ping looked at her back. Although this girl was not as beautiful as Jiang Wan, she was also pretty and was sincere and polite to others. She was a good girl.

Let’s talk about Jiang Wan’s side.

She was in the bathroom, looking at herself in the mirror, and there was the box given by Zhao Gang, which contained very shameful clothes.

call.

He let out a heavy sigh.

Jiang Wan murmured to herself in the mirror: "For Mi Li and for this family, I will definitely be able to do it."

The poor silly woman, jealous and reluctantly, changed into the shameful clothes that Zhao Gang gave her.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Jiang Wan put on her windbreaker, left the company gate, and went straight into the Mercedes-Benz car waiting at the door.

Just in case, Jiang Wan had edited a text message to Chen Ping, and she solemnly put the phone in her bag.

Zhao Gang sat in the back seat and saw Jiang Wan walking over with sexy steps, a ferocious lewd smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Hahaha!

Jiang Wan, you still wear it.

Zhao Gang swallowed his saliva and seemed very hot.

The car was closed and drove directly to Xingyue Club.

Inside the 888 box of Xingyue Club.

Zhao Gang pushed open the door, walked in with Jiang Wan, and shouted loudly: "Cousin, look, this is Vice President Jiang of our company, Jiang Wan."

Jiang Wan followed Zhao Gang in. The private room was very large, with dim and colorful lights. A man in his forties sat on the sofa, a hot beauty hugging her left and right, smoking a cigar.

Sun Zeming stood up politely to greet him and said, "I have heard of Vice President Jiang's name for a long time. When I see him today, I am indeed a great beauty. Come on, come on, please sit down."

"Mr. Sun, you are polite."

Jiang Wan sat down and shook hands with Sun Zeming.

This old pervert actually held Jiang Wan's little hand reluctantly, without any intention of letting go.

Too tender, very smooth.

Sun Zeming narrowed his eyes and had already looked at Jiang Wan several times. This woman is such a beauty, she is so mature that she can drip out of water!

Jiang Wan pulled her hand awkwardly and smiled: "Mr. Sun..."

Only then did Sun Zeming realize that he had lost his composure, so he quickly let go of his hand, sat down and smiled, "Vice President Jiang is so charming. Come on, this is the famous French wine I brought, and Vice President Jiang will definitely like it."

Sun Zeming said with a smile, holding a cigar in his mouth, and poured a full cup of Jiang Wan.

However, Jiang Wan did not answer and refused: "Mr. Sun, I can't drink."

As she said that, she pulled the windbreaker and covered her legs because Sun Zeming kept staring at her legs.

Seeing Jiang Wan hesitating, Zhao Gang, who was standing beside him, said with a sneer: "Vice General Jiang, this is my cousin pouring you wine personally. It would be better if you don't drink it."

Sun Zeming put the wine glass on the coffee table, leaned back, and said coldly: "Vice President Jiang, do you look down on me? Since that's the case, we don't need to discuss our cooperation."

The naked threat showed his true face as soon as he entered the door.

Jiang Wan thought for a while, hurriedly held up the wine glass and said, "Mr. Sun, don't be angry, I'll drink it."
To be continued...