The modern daily life of a beauty boss

Luxury cars were parked around the venue where the charity dinner was held.

From the moment they arrived at the place, all the celebrities and businessmen were already smiling with unmistakable smiles. As soon as they got off the car and saw people, they started chatting and laughing with the people around them.

"Mr. Wang, you are fine."

"Mr. Li too."

"Mr. Zhang's performance has been rising month by month recently!"

"What am I doing? The Han family is the boss of the industry."

Speaking of the Han family, the few people who were chatting saw Han Yize. Next to him was a gentle and beautiful woman, Yang Yanfei.

"That's true. President Xiao Han is a young talent, but we old men can't compare with him."

Whether it was true or false, when they saw Han Yize, most people smiled and said complimentary words to each other.

Taking Yang Yanfei forward, Han Yize raised his hand to signal, and they walked into the venue while talking.

When he was about to enter, Han Yize said humbly: "You are all my seniors, and I am the junior."

Mingchen didn't come today, so Minglang attended on Ming's behalf. Although he was not the actual person in power, with what he represented behind him, many people wanted to come forward to negotiate.

But just like the previous dinner or reception, Minglang was here to be the mascot. Mingchen asked his secretary Yuan Yu to follow him. Minglang would decide the rest. If it came to business cooperation, Yuan Yu would play a role.

On today's occasion, Ming Ming is still very attractive. He is wearing a well-tailored formal suit, luxurious jewelry that does not appear too cumbersome and distracting, and his hair is meticulously taken care of. He looks like a gentleman from a famous family. .

After greeting everyone around him politely and appropriately, Mingming said nothing, and then looked at the location of the entrance to this area from time to time.

"Second Young Master is waiting for someone?"

Yuan Yu adjusted the frame and asked softly.

"Oh yes, I forgot to tell you, I called my brother Yu."

Hearing this, Yuan Yu raised his eyebrows slightly.

"An invitation can only bring one person besides the invitee."

"Ang, I know."

Mingming nodded.

"So... is Mr. Lin an invitee or..."

"My best friend."

Just follow the limit on the number of people. It's not because the organizer is stingy, because the highlight is the charity auction later, and the venue is limited, so there can't be too many people seated.

Seeing Yuan Yu staring at him without saying anything, he smiled brightly.

"Oh, we won't refuse to have one more person in our family. Although the number of people is limited, there must be extra space to prevent accidents."

Yuan Yu was quiet for a moment, then raised his chin helplessly and said, "Here we come."

Mingming didn't react for a while.

"Huh? Who is here?"

While wondering, he looked in the direction indicated by Yuan Yu. At this time, Lin Yu had already walked in front of him.

"Brother Yu!"

After Ming Lang exhaled softly, he looked behind Lin Yu.

"Eh? You didn't drive."

"I came here by taxi, but the car couldn't drive in, so I just walked for a while."

He nodded clearly.

"That's just right. I'll see you off when you get back. I'll go play with the little dolls at your house for a while."

After saying that, the three of them prepared to go in together.

The people guarding the door here have been specially trained, and they have memorized what the representatives of the famous Jingshi Ge family look like.

Therefore, when the three people came over and handed them only an invitation, the waiter said nothing and respectfully invited them in.

Han Yize and his group were walking in front, and they couldn't help but feel depressed when they remembered that just now, those who had complimented him so much had immediately changed their targets just because Ming Mingming had arrived.

Sensing Han Yize's emotions, Yang Yanfei held his hand and said softly: "Yize, it is said that there are several big names coming to this charity gala. We should go to negotiate later and say that we may not be able to have a big cooperation."

In these places where celebrities and businessmen gather, no matter what their name is, the ultimate goal is fame and fortune. If you fall in love with a noble person, that day may be the day you turn around.

When business was mentioned, Han Yize stopped thinking about face-related matters. Then, before the dinner officially started, he began to observe the surroundings without leaving a trace.

"The man wearing a dark blue suit and striped tie is..."

"The guy next to him has a different industry, but he seems to have a big project recently, and we might be able to get involved."

Yang Yanfei was worthy of being the virtuous wife chosen by the Han family for his son Han Yize. She listed many people they could contact today for Han Yize, which was more comprehensive than what Han Yize had originally thought of.

Looking sideways at the beauty next to him, Han Yize couldn't help but think to himself: His choice was not wrong. Before he truly took over the power, Yang Yanfei was the most suitable person for him. She could help him in all aspects.

Yan Yu is not good. Not only does he not have a prominent family background, but with his character and ability, if he is asked to help her sort out the information about the bosses she needs to contact like Yang Yanfei is doing now, the result will definitely be unsatisfactory.

Just when the banquet was about to begin, Jin Xiuheng entered the venue and once again stole the limelight.

Jin Xiuheng himself seemed difficult to get in touch with, but he brought along his special assistant Gao Shenggao, who had considerable decision-making ability. For a while, the organizer of the dinner also personally came forward to receive him.

Han Yize looked at the scene opposite and began to think: One day he can be stronger than this person.

The dinner began, and in the splendid hall, people shuttled back and forth. Countless celebrities and superstars in low-key or gorgeous formal dresses were in groups, chatting with famous wines.

The popular singer performed on stage and the photos that were "accidentally" circulated were enough to spark a discussion on the Internet.

After Jin Xiuheng patiently chatted with several important figures in the industry, he began to look around casually.

As soon as Ming Lang finished speaking to a disciple of his family friend, he saw Lin Yu sitting in a corner with few people, with a plate of snacks and a glass of beautiful-colored fruit wine in front of him.

"Which one is delicious?"

Ming Lang sat next to Lin Yu and looked at the snacks on the table.

"truth?"

Seeing that Lin Yu did not answer directly, but also said this, Mingming understood.

"Are they all average?"

Lin Yu nodded.

"Well, it's too boring. The baker's skills are average, but this fruit wine is okay."

Hearing this, Ming Lang immediately called to a waiter who was passing by carrying a tray to pour him a glass of fruit wine.

Then he reluctantly took a piece with a fresher color, and it was only about the size of his two fingernails. He thought that even if it was bad, it would be easier to eat.

As a result, before chewing a few times, his facial features were slightly wrinkled together. This was even when he used expression management.

"Oh my god, this is too sweet. I'll knock over a few sugar jars."