Chapter 519: Find an Excuse to Toast

Chapter 519: Making excuses for toasting

"It's boring." Zhao Jianhui looked at Yuan Yiyi and patted her hand boredly. Yuan Yiyi smiled and said, "Okay, let's go first in a while." Zhao Jianhui nodded.

Soon, Ruan Dayou walked into the room with several young men and women. Each of these people was well-dressed and looked like they were successful people. In fact, most of them relied on a little money from their families to get into relatively good departments, and there was not much success in their personal business. Two or three of them were still working within the system, and they were already small bosses in the department. Ruan Dayou called them here just to let them overpower Zhao Jianhui.

It's a pity that none of these people knew Zhao Jianhui after they came in, which made Ruan Dayou very depressed. When those second-generation rich young masters saw the indifferent expression on Zhao Jianhui's face, few of them took him seriously. Most of these people have never been abroad. Those who have gone out have gone on a seven-day trip to Singapore, Malaysia, Thailand, Hong Kong and other places. So these people gathered around Ruan Dayou and asked questions, which satisfied a little bit of Ruan Dayou's vanity.

"Hey, Mr. Ruan, are we here to chat or eat? Everyone is starving to death." Yuan Yiyi couldn't stand his smug look, so she asked in a very disgraceful way.

Ruan Dayou picked up the recipe at this time, proudly put it in front of Yuan Yiyi and said: "Mr. Yuan, you order it, don't be polite to me if you want to eat anything." Yuan Yiyi hated this guy in her heart, holding the recipe to pick out the expensive ones. Click on the bird's nest and shark's fin randomly.

Although Ruan Dayou is rich, he has never seen such a wasteful way of ordering food. But he was indeed rich, so Yuan Yiyi ordered tens of thousands of yuan for this meal. Ruan Dayou remained calm and calm, but the waitress kept looking at Ruan Dayou uneasily. I said in my heart that you must not say that the dishes this lady ordered do not count. The commission from this table is enough for me to buy the floral dress that I took a fancy to last time.

It would be best for this lady to order some high-end drinks, so that she can even have money to buy cosmetics. So, when Yuan Yiyi waved her hand lightly and said, "Just ask for this much first, and then ask for more if you don't have enough food." Ruan Dayou thought to himself, wouldn't this amount be enough? It’s enough to feed the elephants. The waiter smiled and handed over the water sign again: "What kind of drink would you like, sir?"

When Yuan Yiyi heard this, she immediately took the water card with murderous intent, preparing to pick out the more expensive ones. At this time, a girl who had been secretly in love with Ruan Dayou said unhappily: "I think it's better to let the men order drinks, and the women can order drinks."

Yuan Yiyi smiled and handed the water card to Zhao Jianhui: "Well, what this sister said makes sense. You can see what you want to drink. Mr. Ruan is a rich man, so you are welcome."

The girl snorted: "Who are you? He's like a beggar going to town. There's no scientific combination of the dishes he orders. He only orders big fish and meat..."

Yuan Yiyi looked at her, glanced at Ruan Dayou with a smile and said: "Mr. Ruan, what does this sister do? She doesn't run a vegetable shop at home, otherwise what I ordered doesn't count. Please do this Forget it, my sister will take the order.”

Ruan Dayou smiled and said: "Mr. Zhao, doesn't he work in the municipal party committee? I thought you all knew each other, so I didn't introduce him. My classmate is Chen Jia, who also works in the municipal party committee, and is now the deputy section chief of the logistics department. "After that, he said to Chen Jia: " This is Mr. Yuan from Yihui Company. The movies and TV series produced by his company are very popular during this period. The "Love You Is Not Negotiable" broadcast on CCTV at 8 o'clock was shot by Mr. Yuan's company. This Mr. Zhao also works in the municipal party committee, do you know Chen Jia? "

Chen Jia looked at Zhao Jianhui, shook her head and said, "I don't know you. Which department do you work in?" In the latter sentence, she raised her chin and asked Zhao Jianhui.

Zhao Jianhui put down the water sign and said with a smile: "I just came here. Many people in the municipal party committee building don't know me." The waitress urged from behind: "Sir, you haven't ordered a drink yet?" "Oh. , I don’t like red wine, just two bottles of Maotai.”

Chen Jia's nose almost became angry when she heard what he said. Do you not like red wine or can't you drink red wine? If you want to buy Moutai or just buy two bottles, you are not rude. Do you think you are the mayor or the secretary?

But Zhao Jianhui looked indifferent to her and rolled his eyes without being noticed. Even though he was gritting his teeth in hatred, she just stared and couldn't do anything. Looking at another male classmate sitting next to him, Chen Jia asked: "Yan Jingsheng, your father is the director of the Bureau of Land and Resources, and Maotai won't drink casually, right?" Yan Jingsheng thought to himself that there was something else on the table. There are outsiders, what nonsense are you talking about? He said unhappily: "How do I know these things? I don't even have a bottle of wine at home."

Chen Jia smiled and glanced at this guy. He saw that this guy finally raised his head when he heard the director of the Bureau of Land and Resources, and then continued: "Among our classmates, the ones who are doing business are the best. Ruan Dayou is the one, and the guy who has done well in the system is Lin Yan. It’s a pity that Secretary Lin doesn’t give face to us people. When we called just now, they said that we still have to study at home, so we can do whatever we want. No matter what, he just refused to come out."

Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but frown, and secretly regretted that he really shouldn't have followed Yuan Yiyi's nonsense during this meal.

In another room, Xie Ping was interrogating Yan Zhengnan. "Old Yan, I can't believe you are so deep, huh? You dare to say that the guy who just went in is not your son? Your son actually accompanied Secretary Zhao to dinner, it seems that it is not long before you move to the Municipal Party Committee and Municipal Government Building?"

Yan Zhengnan was also muttering in his heart, thinking, what's wrong with the little bastard? How come he sat at the same table with the new Secretary Zhao for dinner in just a few days? If Mayor Zhu knew about it, how should I explain it? The guy next door to Mary, he just made trouble for me.

Xie Ping almost pointed at his forehead and said that he was Secretary Zhao's man, which made Yan Zhengnan feel very uneasy. But his son really went into Secretary Zhao's room just now, and he really couldn't prove it. "Old Xie, how can I know what happened between the kids? Maybe one of their classmates knows Secretary Zhao, and my son just happened to know him."

This is the truth. Although Yan Zhengnan doesn't know what happened in the next room, it is still a hit.

But who among the directors and directors here would believe it? They thought, your grandma, your son is so lucky that he can run into Secretary Zhao when he comes out for a meal? Why can't our son and daughter run into him? Such a young director-level official, you can tell with your toes that Secretary Zhao must have a strong network of relationships behind him. You want to take such an important resource for yourself now? No way.

The few people who were still hesitating whether to go over to toast just now wanted to find an excuse to break into Zhao Jianhui's room and get close to the big secretary.

It seems that Secretary Zhao is very young, right? It seems that Secretary Zhao is 20 years younger than Mayor Zhu, right? It seems that Secretary Zhao has not held a general cadre meeting since he came to Nangang, right? It seems that there has not been a personnel adjustment since Secretary Zhao came, right?

Positions are limited, but butts are unlimited. With unlimited butts corresponding to limited positions, it is natural that whoever grabs it first will get it. Secretary Zhao has a lot of say in who can sit in which position.

But what reason should be found to go in and talk to the leader? Xie Ping still has an idea: "Old Yan, call and ask your son what he is doing..."

Yan Zhengnan rolled his eyes: "Aren't you talking nonsense? You know what my son is doing, and you still ask... Old Xie, you are full of ghost ideas, I understand..." Yan Zhengnan said while taking out his mobile phone: "Xiao Jing, where is it?"

His son was still confused when he answered the phone, thinking that the old man always took care of his own things, why did he think of me today? But since his father asked, he couldn't help but answer, not to mention that today's class reunion was not something shameful. So Yan Jingsheng told Yan Zhengnan that he was having a class reunion with his classmates at the Seaview Hotel. Yan Zhengnan had fully understood the essence of Xie Ping's words, and immediately asked: "You are also in Seaview? Which room are you in? Why can't I see you?"

Yan Jingsheng said very honestly: "Dad, you are also in Seaview Hotel, I am in Haiyan Hall. What, you want to come over to have a drink with my classmates? This... this is a bit bad, right?"

In the next room, Yan Zhengnan said in a deep voice: "You are my son, and your uncles and I are going to have a drink with your classmates to give you face. Why are you so ignorant, kid? Wait, we will be there soon."

After hanging up the phone, Yan Zhengnan said a little excitedly: "Okay, I'll tell her that we will be there soon." Xie Ping and others gave him a thumbs up and nodded with a smile.

In the Haiyan Hall, Yan Jingsheng said to Ruan Dayou a little embarrassedly: "Dayou, my father and his friends are also having dinner in this hotel. They know I am here and said they want to come over to meet their classmates. I can't stop them. You watch..." "Oh, it's really great that Uncle Yan is coming. He is so busy. We can't invite him even if we want to. You should ask them which table they are at. We should go over and toast to the elders." Although this kid is arrogant, he is still very sensible.

Just when Yan Jingsheng was about to call again to ask which room his father was in, the door of the box was opened. Yan Zhengnan was in front, followed by Xie Ping and others, and they walked in with smiles on their faces and wine glasses.

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