Rebirth: My 80s

Huangfu Jingwen, wearing jeans and a jacket, was running in the largest banquet hall of the New World Hotel. There were people around her. The hotel staff and the people she brought were busy setting up the venue.

"Here, move the trash cans and put a bonsai here. If you want an ashtray, we have a cigar room." She organized everything in detail, not allowing a grain of sand in her eyes.

Wear casual clothes just to facilitate work.

In fact, she spent a lot of money on a custom-made evening dress for this dinner. As the organizer of the dinner, she was also qualified to attend that night. She was excited when she thought about it. This was a super upper-class dinner, and all the invitees were Chinese businessmen in Hong Kong.

If it weren't for the opportunity given to her by the big boss this time, how would she be qualified to enter such a circle as she comes from a working-class family?

She is determined to become one of the most dazzling women that night, but before that, she must complete the task assigned by the big boss and prepare the dinner.

Not easy.

For example, when looking for a hotel, although there are many hotels in Hong Kong City, there are only a handful of luxury hotels controlled by Chinese capital. Except for the Miramar Hotel, which has a very small banquet venue and old facilities, there is almost only the New World Hotel owned by the jewelry tycoon Zheng family.

It's pretty decent. It's located in Tsim Sha Tsui and opened in 1978.

Relatively speaking, the simplest of all preparations was actually the one that Huangfu Jingwen thought was the most difficult at first - the invitation.

In fact, now many rich people are taking the initiative to find her and the company.

The invitation to this banquet seemed to be a way to prove one's status.

At the entrance of the banquet hall, there were two middle-aged men in suits and leather shoes, followed by followers, looking at each other.

"Boss Zhang, have you got the invitation?"

"It took a lot of effort, but thanks to my mother, she is somewhat distantly related to the old lady of the Zheng family behind 'New World'."

"What should I do? Damn it, I still have a net worth of tens of millions, but I really don't have any face."

The man who was called Boss Zhang smiled and said nothing. Ten million and ninety million can both be described as tens of millions, but they are completely different.

"Eh? Boss Zhang, who is that hot girl in jeans? Look at her giving orders."

"The organizer of this event, some manager of Huaqiang Taikoo, is obviously that person's confidant."

The fat boss who asked the question had bright eyes. After leaving with Boss Zhang, he turned around and found Huangfu Jingwen with a flattering look on his face. He invited her to a deserted place and explained his intention with a smile.

Five hundred thousand Hong Kong dollars, just for an invitation... Huangfu Jingwen's mind was buzzing, she had never been so close to a windfall.

The fat boss didn't feel sorry for the five hundred thousand at all. He had no idea what he was going to do at this banquet.

"Boss, please don't do this kind of thing again. If you can enter, I will naturally invite you. If not, I can only say sorry." Huangfu Jingwen used all her strength to spit out these words, in order not to Give yourself a chance to regret it, then turn around and leave.

The fat boss sighed quietly, "Okay, let's go back and continue making money."

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It was evening.

Outside the New World Hotel, luxury cars gathered together, and a long red carpet was spread ten meters below the door steps.

The lights inside the hotel are bright, intersecting with the flashlights in the hands of reporters outside.

At the entrance of the banquet hall on the first floor, Huangfu Jingwen and Effie stood together, warmly welcoming the guests. Both of them were dressed in evening gowns. Effie's aura was obviously better. Many rich people had to look at her when they saw her. salute.

But in terms of beauty, Huangfu Jingwen crushed her to the point where not even a scum was left.

Huangfu Jingwen is wearing a black floor-length dress with a large V-neck and half of her back exposed. Her beautiful figure is clearly visible. With exquisite makeup and carefully selected jewelry, she is extremely beautiful. She is usually surrounded by rich people. All the female companions subconsciously stayed away from her, and the rich men always didn't mind shaking Effie's hand after shaking hands with her.

There was a commotion at the door.

"It seems like that one is here."

"Finally, I can see the true face of Mount Lushan."

"I heard he is only in his thirties."

"No, so young?"

Both those who had entered the banquet hall and those who had not yet stopped their other actions, looking for a better view, and cast their eyes towards the hotel entrance.

It was Li Jiankun who came over in a golden car. He was the initiator of this event. It couldn't be justified that he came too late. Huang Yinzhu, who was traveling with him and holding his arm, was wearing a white evening dress. Is there any other woman on the scene who can hold a candle to Huangfu Jingwen? She is the only one who is hailed as the "Hong Kong Sister CEO" by the media.

Even Ran Zi, who was following the two of them, couldn't do it tonight.

With Huang Yinzhu around, Ran Zi obviously couldn't be Li Jiankun's female companion. She didn't dress up much tonight and appeared as a personal secretary.

Li Jiankun and Huang Yinzhu, a pair of handsome men and beautiful women, walked by and attracted countless attention. Most of the Chinese rich people who saw Li Jiankun for the first time were so shocked that their jaws almost dropped. Isn't this a young man in his twenties?

There are also some rich people who have had a relationship with Li Jiankun, such as those who met in Las Vegas earlier, and they all came forward to chat warmly.

Only three or two months have passed, with the listing of Kunzhu Group and Huaqiang Swire Group, this person's status is different again.

He is now estimated to be worth 20 billion by Hong Kong financial media, which is on par with the two old shipping kings Bao and Dong.

"Mr. Li, you have always been low-key, why are you so high-profile all of a sudden?" someone asked jokingly.

"You can keep a low profile in peaceful and prosperous times, but with dark clouds over the city, you can't keep a low profile even if you want to." Li Jiankun said with a smile.

There is another reason. He realizes that if he continues to develop in a wretched manner, his development will be restricted. For example, if he wants to set up the Kunlun Society, it will be impossible to do it if he doesn't manage it and maintain relationships.

Surrounded by guests, when entering the banquet hall, Huangfu Jingwen stepped forward to greet her.

Li Jiankun was not stingy in his praise: "The preparations were good."

This made Huangfu Jingwen secretly relieved, but also excited.

Huang Yinzhu stabbed her side majestically, keeping a certain distance between her and Li Jiankun, and scanned her up and down with a look of contempt on her face.

"Mr. Huang." Huangfu Jingwen had to bow and smile, and he really didn't dare to compare with her. It was really no match.

This woman is so beautiful that even women are jealous.

However, Huangfu Jingwen couldn't figure it out. She and her boss were so perfect together. Through the development history of Kunzhu Group, it can be seen that the two have known each other for a long time. Whether it was rumored or seen in reality, their behavior was very close. Why did the boss Not marry her?

After Li Jiankun entered the banquet hall, he had no time to relax. With him as the center, the three floors outside and on the three floors were full of heads. Effie was reluctant to accept the business card.

It wasn't until King Dong and Charter King came on stage that the situation eased.

Li Jiacheng is also here.

No matter what, tonight is a rare gathering of Chinese investors, and it was initiated by Jiankun. Their absence cannot be justified.

At 6:50 in the evening, Huangfu Jingwen reported to Li Jiankun that all the guests who had sent out invitations were present.