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This is called Homecoming. As soon as Mr. Han entered the venue, three or five people immediately surrounded him and greeted him.Among them are some business leaders who appreciated him very much in the past.

Han Yu's success reflects from one aspect their original insight and talent.So they all put on Bole's appearance to get close to Han Yu.

Jiang Wei involuntarily followed the crowd and rushed forward, but stopped halfway, what did he say under the eyes of everyone?Those who are unclear, wronged, and wronged are only suitable to choose a hidden corner and grab the corner of the person's clothes, stare or pout. Deputy Amnesty for the virtues of the world, right?

Jiang Wei likes Han Yu's pride, which is the confidence and calmness he doesn't have.

But now this person is getting a little more calm, the bustling crowd in front of him is not the only barrier between the down-and-out rich second generation and the upstarts in the business world?

Lu Yao's hand holding Han Yu's was particularly obtrusive, like a cake stuck in his throat, no matter how he shook it, he would shake it, Jiang Wei choked so badly that his eye circles were red.At this moment, someone handed over a glass of life-saving water.

Jiang Wei quickly took it and drank it down, and downed the cake in his throat. Looking up, it turned out to be the German engineer Mark.I saw him wearing a formal and straight suit, with short brown hair, and a surprised expression on his face.

"How is it? Is it better? It's fate, we met again. Come on, let's go over there to chat." As he spoke, Mark took Jiang Wei's hand and turned to the lounge next to the hall.

What Mali handed over just now was not water, but champagne. Jiang Wei has always been a bad drinker, and his cheeks felt hot when he drank it.Dazedly, he followed Mark into a secluded room.

These independent small lounges were originally prepared for those who need to have secret talks at the business meeting. The space is not large, but the sound insulation effect is not bad.Mark finally seized the opportunity to get close to this oriental porcelain doll, and immediately talked nonsense with Germany's hard tongue.

What can Jiang Wei have with him, but at least having someone by his side at this time won't make him look too miserable.A bottle of red wine on the small round table was also poured into his stomach. "Jiang Wei, the first time I saw you at the airport, I had a special feeling. You are my ideal Concubine Yang and the Queen Mother." Mark had already stuck to Jiang Wei's side at this time, and he didn't know where it came from. From the allusions I heard, Jiang Wei was disgustingly flattered. Foreigners may think that being close to the royal family is special.

Jiang Wei was really amused by him: "If I were the Empress Dowager, I would be the first to destroy you. It seems that you, Germany, burned the Old Summer Palace back then. If you really do it, it's a mansion! It's not worth 100 square meters today. Come on!"

Mark's eyes straightened, and seeing Jiang Wei's grinning face, he couldn't bear the surging beast blood, and suddenly held Jiang Wei's face and kissed it.

Jiang Wei was caught off guard, and he was a little dizzy after drinking some wine, so he let Mark kiss him without struggling.

At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

Mark raised his head when he heard the voice, and saw Han Yu standing at the door of the lounge expressionlessly.

Jiang Wei was half-embraced by the strong Mark, with a blush from the alcohol on his face, as if he was charming when he was in love.

He stared blankly at Han Yu for a while, then suddenly pressed Mark's neck, and kissed him proactively.

This hurts Mark, and the gums may have caused the Queen Mother to bleed.

Although he drank some wine, Jiang Wei actually felt a little stern in his heart.But he had to do something to prove himself. He, Han Yu, had beautiful women by his side, and he was also supported by a tough German guy.

Just as the kiss was bloody, suddenly the door was slammed shut with a "Peng" sound.

Han Yu may have gone out.

Jiang Wei pushed Mark away violently, but before he shed tears of loss, he found that Han Yu was standing in front of the two of them with a typhoon on his face.

"How is it? Is the kiss comfortable?" Han Yu asked slowly.

Jiang Wei clicked his lips nervously, but when others came, he seemed to be reminiscing about the kiss just now.

A smile appeared on Han Yu's face, and he punched Mark's face violently.