After Beichen’s employees sat down, the invited guests also arrived one after another.
I have to mention Song Yan’s battle to become a god again. After the video was edited, it was even more thrilling and conquered many people in Chuhui Building. Several companies and even CEO-level figures came in person. I want to see with my own eyes the beauty of this Beichen beauty Mr. Song.
Of course, when they saw Song Yan, they were not disappointed.
Even though Beichen Pharmaceutical has only officially moved into Chuhui Building today, Song Yan is definitely the beauty ceiling of Chuhui Building.
Xia Bei and Xia Yanhuan are mainly responsible for receiving guests.
Song Yan looked at her phone from time to time, sending messages to Chu Chen.
The beautiful eyes increasingly revealed expectations.
Chu Chen will arrive at Chuhui Hotel in half an hour.
"Third Miss, it's Third Uncle who is coming." Xiaoyong noticed Song Yan's expression.
Song Yan nodded with a smile.
Xiaoyong is also looking forward to it.
Since his mother Xiang Sao is the nanny responsible for the daily life of the third young lady and the third uncle, he knows more about the legendary deeds of the third uncle of the Song family than anyone else in Beichen.
From the beginning of the Jintan City Youth Picking Competition, the third uncle started this tough life like a loser.
Xiaoyong also admires the third uncle very much.
In Song Yan's opinion, this half hour was too long.
I checked the time several times and only ten minutes had passed.
Song Yan couldn't wait any longer. She walked over and told Xia Bei that she was going to pick up Chu Chen on the first floor.
But Xia Bei had to follow him as soon as he heard it. For him, picking up Brother Chen was also a top priority.
Only Xia Yanhuan was left to entertain the guests, while the two bosses of Beichen left the banquet hall.
This scene attracted the attention of many people. Many people looked at the backs of the two bosses of Beichen leaving the Baichuan Banquet Hall, secretly guessing who they were going to pick up.
"The person who can be personally greeted by the two presidents of Beichen must be a very important person."
Some of the guests' eyes lit up.
They have the spies of the Beijing Pharmaceutical Manufacturers Alliance. Beichen Pharmaceutical has entered the capital with great force. Many people are speculating on who is behind them. It seems that the answer is finally coming to light.
"I received news that Xiancao Hall is going to do something tonight. The first step is to gather the members of the Super Car Club, and they are probably almost at Chuhui Hotel."
"Beichen Pharmaceutical will probably not be able to control the situation tonight with only two outside CEOs."
"I would like to see what is behind Beichen." Who is he?"
"Excuse me, I'm going to the bathroom."
Someone started to use the urine escape technique, and I chased him secretly, wanting to know Bei first. The identity of the mysterious person behind the dust.
The lobby of Chuhui Hotel.
Song Yan and Xia Bei just stepped out of the elevator and saw the tall and beautiful manager Wu, who seemed to be looking bad.
Especially after seeing Song Yan and Xia Bei, his face changed slightly subconsciously.
Xia Bei is no longer the unlearned and unskilled third young master of the Xia family who was looked down upon by others. He caught Manager Wu’s eyes and subconsciously glanced outside, where the roar of the sports car was heard. Echo
It’s so noisy. Xia Bei frowned, “Manager Wu, what’s going on outside?”
After all, Manager Wu is a professional who is used to seeing scenes, and his expression quickly changed. He regained his composure, and a smile appeared on his face, "They are from the Supercar Club, a well-known second-generation circle in the capital. If you have good dealings with them, you will be able to do many things in the capital much more smoothly."
Manager Wu is hinting to remind Xia Bei and Song Yan.
My secret is, don’t mess with this group of wealthy second-generation supercar clubs.
They came for Beichen
This thought flashed through Song Yan’s mind, which was evident from Manager Wu’s expression.
Song Yan really didn’t expect that the other party would actually invite such a group of rich second generations over.
"Thank you very much." Song Yan nodded towards Manager Wu.
"Mr. Song, why are you down here?" Manager Wu couldn't help but ask.
Song Yan's eyes showed a hint of shyness, and she could not hide her expectation, "My husband will be here soon."
Manager Wu was stunned for a moment.
She did not expect that the beautiful young CEO in front of her was already married, and she would also come down to greet her husband in a high-profile manner at this time.
Manager Wu came to his senses and was thinking about what kind of man could be worthy of such an outstanding strong woman.
Manager Wu accompanied Song Yan and Xia Bei out of the lobby.
There are five lanes in front of the lobby of Chuhui Hotel, which provide temporary parking for vehicles entering and exiting the hotel. At this moment, the five lanes are almost all occupied by supercars. They did not turn off the engine, and even stopped. Without getting out of the car, the supercars made a low roar.
On one of the cars, Wang Saikun’s face showed a smile. It has been a long time since the Supercar Club made such a high-profile appearance.
Since the last time, he was detained by his eldest brother Wang Saixian. Until some time ago, accidents happened frequently in various places. His eldest brother became busy and had no time to pay attention to him.
Today Wang Saikun feels like he is flying high.
Finally comfortable.
This feeling is simply too nostalgic.
The rest of the Supercar Club members also looked excited.
This is the first action of the supercar club in recent times. The supercar members who have been waiting for a long time came over one by one.
"cool"
Wang Saikun sat on the front of the car and laughed loudly, "Why hasn't Mr. Wen arrived yet?"
In another red supercar, Xiao Rong had also dressed up carefully tonight, Wearing heavy makeup and smelling of perfume, she attracted the attention of the rich and young people in several cars nearby.
This is the goddess in their hearts, Sister Rong.
Xiao Rong's eyes were charming, "It's rare that Mr. Wen invites us to Chuhui Hotel, so of course we have to give him enough pomp."
"The whole supercar The club is almost all here, isn't this grand enough?" In the cars parked side by side, Yang Bingxi held the steering wheel with one hand and smoked a cigar with the other.
When Song Yan and Xia Bei walked out, many people's eyes subconsciously stared at them, and their eyes were filled with surprise.
Xiao Rong also saw Song Yan, a flash of jealousy flashed under her eyes, and she snorted, "Who are these men and women?"
"Sister Rong, let me take my place. You go and ask." Wang Saikun jumped out of the car with a smile, walked up to Song Yan gracefully, and extended his hand with a smile on his face, "Hello, beauty, my name is Wang Saikun, one of the founders of the Beijing Supercar Club. ”
Wang Saikun did not reveal his identity as the young master of the Wang family, because neither the elders in the family nor his eldest brother Wang Saixian had warned him more than once that he was not allowed to do anything outside under the banner of the Wang family.
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