The richest man Yang Fei

Song Xiaolan thought to herself, let Yang Fei see how reserved she is?

"Okay." She replied.

"I'll toast you." Yang Fei raised his glass.

"Thank you." Song Xiaolan took a sip, closed her eyes, and savored it attentively.

It turns out that there is still such a delicious wine!

It's sweet and mellow, and the fine nectar and jade liquid are nothing more than that, right?

The last time Song Xiaolan attended a banquet with Zhang Wendi, she drank half a glass of 82-year-old red wine here. She still remembers the taste.

But after drinking today's wine, she no longer remembers the taste of that wine.

From now on, she will only remember the deliciousness of this wine today.

Later, when she was old, she would sit by the fire and tell her children and grandchildren that she once drank the most expensive and delicious wine with the richest man, Yang Fei. Good to drink two words.

Chapter 2600 Soul breaking meal!

The whole lunch was spent in a warm, romantic and dreamy state.

Yang Fei is tall, rich and handsome, he speaks softly and nicely, and he can even make women happy!

Song Xiaolan has lived for more than [-] years, and this is the first time she has lived so comfortably and comfortably.

There are not only good food and wine, but also a big band playing symphony live.

Song Xiaolan has studied abroad, so she can naturally tell whether the music is good or not.

The cheerful music reminded Song Xiaolan of a poem she once read, which is the German poet Heine's "Little Song":

happy girl,

How beautiful and innocent you are,

……

your sweet eyes

shone like the moon;

your ruddy face

Revealing the red light of roses.

……

I feel the deer bumping in my heart,

That could be a kind of love.

Yang Fei really understands women's hearts too well!

With only one luxurious feast, Song Xiaolan's heart was successfully conquered.

However, it wasn't until Yang Fei sent her back outside the company that Song Xiaolan suddenly realized: Is there something wrong with him looking for me?

However, from the beginning to the end, Yang Fei didn't talk about anything.

As if he just wanted to treat her to a meal that she would never forget!

Watching the luxury car go away, Song Xiaolan stood there for a long time, feeling lost.

Throughout the afternoon, she was sometimes excited, as if she had the whole world in her hands, and sometimes depressed, as if she had lost the world.

Her absent-minded appearance finally caught the attention of her boss Zhang Wendi.

When she sent a document into the office by mistake, Zhang Wendi glanced at her, and then slammed the document on the desktop heavily.

That clear but dull sound brought Song Xiaolan back from fantasy to reality.

"Boss Zhang!" Song Xiaolan hurriedly shouted, but she didn't know what she did wrong.

Zhang Wendi pointed to the messy documents on the desktop: "What's wrong with you? Look at what this is!"

Song Xiaolan let out an ah.

Zhang Wendi said: "I told you to take the last quarter's operating report! Your brain was kicked by a donkey?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang, I'll get it right away."

Song Xiaolan bent down quickly, packed the documents on the table, and ran out in a hurry.

A minute later, she hurried over again and put a new document on Zhang Wendi's desktop.

During the minute she left, Zhang Wendi answered the phone.

Seeing that he was on the phone, Song Xiaolan wanted to leave without saying a word.

"Song Xiaolan!" Zhang Wendi called her suddenly.

Song Xiaolan noticed that the boss called her name!

She was recruited by Zhang Wendi himself. When he first joined the company, Zhang Wendi called her Song Xiaolan, but a month later, he affectionately called her Xiaolan.

Song Xiaolan had also noticed the change of this address, and she also felt the great meaning behind it, but she pretended to be deaf and dumb, and pretended to be puzzled, and did not develop a deeper friendship or other relationship with Zhang Wendi.

As smart as she is, of course she knows that in order to keep this high-paying and decent job, she must keep a negligible distance from her boss, neither can she become his case, nor can she make him feel like she has no chance.

Today, Zhang Wendi suddenly called her full name, which made her heart startled.

"Mr. Zhang!" Song Xiaolan turned around slowly, with a professional smile on her face.

Zhang Wendi looked at her, then slowly lit a cigar, exhaled two puffs of smoke, and then said slowly: "Date at noon, okay?"

"Ah? Okay, okay!" Song Xiaolan felt apprehensive, bumping like a deer.

"Hehe, having dinner with the richest man, and it's in such a high-end restaurant, let alone a private room! I think it would be bad if there is no woman in this world? Even if it's a banquet for a queen or princess, it's considered a high standard!"

"Ah?" Song Xiaolan's pretty face flushed instantly, and she said in a jiffy, "Zhang, President, you, are you following me?"

She wanted to ask how do you know?

But on second thought, is there even a need to ask?

He must have been followed!