My Chief Husband, Too Mensao!

Wang Chunhua was squandered by Feng Chu, and he couldn't answer it. He almost didn't mad at his desk.

"Feng Chu, you - you are a curse!"

When Feng Chu was on the high heels and took the elevator to leave, she took a few words.

“Hey, what kind of customers can Fengchu’s little monk have? Male customers are impossible, female customers are even less likely!”

With a temper, Wang Chunhua’s assistant came in and reported: “Flower sister, I heard that Yun Xiaoqiao has received a big advertisement of one million, and there are new customers invited to participate in the brand reception this evening...”

Wang Chunhua is very alert: "What customers? Eyes? Actually looking for the 18-line little actor? When our family Gongyi and Luomei do not exist?!"

The assistant shook his head helplessly: "I don't know. I heard that the big boss invited Yunxiaoqiao in our starry entertainment. But other families invited a lot of model stars..."

"Who is the boss?"

"I don't know... I just heard that someone called him Jiuye... The company is engaged in importing high-end liquor, I have never heard of it before..."

"Take him what seven or eighty-nine," Wang Chunhua took a table: "Where? Let's go see it!"

The assistant scratched his head: "In the emperor's song. But, flower sister, we have no invitation letter, and people are driven out to be more shameful..."

Wang Chunhua glanced at him: "When the agent does, how can I do it without a wrist? I can't even get in with a cocktail party. You can go home and grow corn!"

Here, Wang Chunhua and the small assistant racked their brains to mix into the wine to find out the truth.

Over there, Feng Chu had already arrived at the reception.

At night, the reception has just begun. The location is the open-air swimming pool on the top floor of the Emperor Song. The surrounding area is beautifully decorated. The flowers and candles are like champagne without the money.

Most of the attendees were small stars and female models, as well as some business people.

Men are all in suits and women, and women are all evening dresses.

Feng Chu, a woman wearing silky white shirts and trousers, is particularly eye-catching.

Frequently attracted everyone's attention.

Feng Chusheng is in a wealthy family, Fengjia is in great power in the imperial capital, and the high-end occasions he has seen are more luxurious than this.

Therefore, no matter how many people pay attention, she is calm and self-sufficient.

Feel free to have a glass of champagne and walk along the pool towards the crowd.

Usually, the owner of the reception will be on the gold velvet sofa at the end of the pool, and will be visited by all parties. Yes, even the place where the rich people play in the songs, Feng Chu is not familiar.

However, this time she guessed it wrong.

At the end of the pool, next to the gold velvet sofa, there have been a lot of identity stars and company bosses, a secretary-like woman, is entertaining them.

Feng Chu a trip.

Today, the owner of this winery, why not play cards according to common sense?

"What about your boss?" she asked the secretary.

The secretary is very polite: "You are Miss Feng Chu? Please wait for you there."

The secretary pointed to a staircase on the side of the top floor, where you can climb the highest roof of the building.

Other guests are not doing it:

“Why is this Miss Feng and us treated differently?”

"Are your boss waiting for her?"

"We have to go too!"

The secretary is busy to appease everyone: "Don't worry, don't worry, we will come to personally welcome you to the president. Later, Miss Feng Chu, because her artist and our company will have a cooperation, so we ask her to go up first. Talk about it."