Chapter 119 Mr. Jing, who are you?

   Speaking of that Shisu, Mr. Meng had just noticed that she had obvious resistance to her approach.

  But you want to be in the capital circle. Everyone knows all these things about female stars who come out to meet advertisers. The circle that is mixed is not clean and pretends to be pure white flowers.

Mr. Meng also didn't have much topic to cut into at the beginning. Seeing that there were men in this private room, he simply started talking on the grounds of women, saying: "Don't say it, the little stars nowadays don't care about being popular. It's true. It looks good one by one."

   He nodded politely to Zhou He who had just released him into the private room, turned around and walked towards the main table and said:

   "But now those newcomers are too young and ignorant. The one I just met is the second female of Yaotai Trace's drama."

  "Our company also sees the potential for explosion in this show. We have studied the worth of the artists who participated in the show. At that time, Su is currently the cheapest price, and she intends to let her endorse a new facial mask."

   "The group of people in their studio also looks like they have never seen the world. As soon as they heard that the title is a spokesperson, they directly agreed to sign it for a year."

   "Actually, our company currently focuses more on the promotion of eye creams and face creams, and will find another more well-known spokesperson to come. The traffic and appearance are absolutely sufficient, and the sales will be very good!"

  Meng Meng finished these few sentences, and saw that the expressions of the few sitting there weren’t much changed. Jing Jihan was sitting with his back facing this direction, and he hadn't seen his expression for the time being.

  The game created by the King Bureau today was originally intended for the Fengxuan Group, but KC’s financial strength is well known to everyone. When I heard that it was a KC person, there was no impatient expression of being disturbed.

Commercial and political alliances are not empty words, especially in first-tier metropolises such as Jiangshi. Businessmen are like crucian carp who cross the river. There are countless large groups and companies. The relationship between each executive and the tax bureau is not simple. KC company is also considered. If there is a name and a surname in Jiang City, Wang Ju naturally has to give this face.

  Wang Ju also drank a few glasses just now. At this moment, he was in high spirits. He couldn't help but ridiculed: "No wonder Mr. Meng is full of spring breeze today. It seems that tonight is another beautiful blessing!"

President Meng waved his hand. He had already walked behind Jing Jihan at this moment. He glanced around the table, looking for a seat closer to President Jing, and said casually: "Now these girls in the entertainment industry Yes, when you become a bitch, you have to set up a memorial hall. In order to get an endorsement, I deliberately came over for a meal. Everyone is a gangster, no one is more noble and pure, but the one just now didn’t drink a lot of wine. Mouth, the wording of the speech is not revealing, it can be seen that it is for the purpose of wanting to retreat from the whole body. It is really impossible to say whether this beautiful blessing can be enjoyed."

The male secretary standing next to the vice president of Fengxuan Group suddenly smiled meaningfully and interjected: “It’s not easy? I don’t drink a lot of alcohol. That means I still drank it. Just put something in it at night. Don’t you have to obediently..."

  The men at the dinner table at the wine table have not finished speaking the usual vulgar words, and the man sitting in the main seat in the middle of the table suddenly put down the wine glass again.

  The air was inexplicably mixed with an inexplicable sense of condensation, and the crowd became quiet for a moment, and they all looked at Jing Jihan.

Zhou He listened in front of the door, but he didn't hear what the second female second was when Su came from. Lu Zhao stood behind Jing Jihan, already silently looking at Mr. Meng with a faint look like a dead person for a long time. .

  It's a pity that Mr. Meng didn't look at Lu Zhao's eyes at all since he came in, he just wanted to get to the person in charge.

   "President Jing, what's the matter?" Wang Ju saw Jing Jihan sitting there so coldly and quietly, keenly aware of a sense of crisis, and hurriedly asked.

President Meng also leaned forward to ask, but he still hadn’t got the chance to ask the last sentence. Jing Jihan, who had never looked back at him, had already swept his gaze at him, but his eyes fell short on him. For two seconds, he moved away again, his face was cold, and there was an unpredictable faintness in it.

   President Meng didn’t know Jing Jihan, but Wang Ju was already shaking in his heart. He hurriedly signaled that Feng Xuan’s vice president, who had not spoken much, got up to add wine to Jing Jihan, and then immediately changed the subject.

"This Yuezhidonglai Hotel has been in our Jiang City for some years, especially the five-story royal banquet. Every dish is a must-see. Mr. Jing is a rare visit tonight, so you must try it more! With this wine, you too..."

  Even though it is not clear which sentence of Mr. Meng or himself was the one that caused Jing Jihan's unhappiness, Wang Ju kept winking at the other people present, asking them to toast quickly and turn the story quickly.

  Meng Zong finally saw that Jing Zong was unhappy at this moment, but he didn't know where he was wrong.

Tonight, he finally saw Mr. Jing for the first time. He just wanted to say a few words so that everyone would not know the cold spot. Now he can’t take care of the others. He quickly sat down next to Jing Jihan and quickly fell down. With a glass of wine, it's just about getting to the point.

  "Jing, I’m such a nonsense person, don’t mind, I will formally introduce myself this time, my surname is Meng, I belong to KC..."

However, I haven’t even talked about the topic yet. Jing Jihan didn’t even look at him again. He just got up and walked out. He didn’t even leave a polite remark. Not to mention this President Meng, even Wang Ju did not. Get a glance from him.

   "Hey? Mr. Jing, who are you?" Wang Ju quickly stood up and wanted to go over.

  Lu Zhao stood on the side of the table very timely, blocking Wang Ju and President Meng who were about to catch up, and also did not give them alms, and walked out.

  Zhou He quickly opened the door when Jing Jihan walked to the door, and then walked out.

   Seeing that the group of people brought by Jing Jihan left one by one, they didn't even leave a word of reason, leaving only a room of coldness.

Wang Ju and President Meng looked at each other, and then looked at the vice president of Fengxuan Group, who had been cautious and had not yet come to the point, including the talkative male secretary just now, and everyone present. The scene was a bit embarrassing. The feeling of cold wind.

   "What's the situation with Mr. Jing? Suddenly he left?"

   "Who knows, it was not okay just now..."

   "The king's bureau is still there, so it doesn't give face..."

  "The tax bureau still has to rely on these ancestors to support it. How can it be so beautiful on the surface? It's not clear who has more face?"

  The few people left in the private room talked about it, but they all had their own worries. Just now, I didn’t know how to offend Jing Jihan unintentionally. Although I don’t know the reason, the result is very obvious.

  Wang Ju chased him out early, and finally got hold of Lu Zhao, who was walking behind, and he had to ask why.

  (End of this chapter)