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The company specially arranged a special car to pick him up, but Cheng Yi always wanted to take a look at his newly bought Baoju, so he drove his own supercar to the main venue.

When Song Xianfei and the others arrived, Cheng Yi had already stood leaning against the car door for more than ten minutes, the same as when he was in the company, not changing his ostentatious attitude at all.

Song Xianfei is wearing a gray-blue suit today, simple and low-key, with a neat tie, obviously wearing ordinary clothes without any attractive decorations, but his face is so clean that people can't help but want to look at it more.

Cheng Yi's eyes followed Song Xianfei the moment he got off the car, feeling in a daze that this was the first time he had really seen this man's face clearly.

Thirty years seemed to pass by him with his eyes closed, not to mention how stunning Song Xianfei's appearance was, but it was enough to make people never forget it.

Cheng Yi coughed lightly and quickly looked away. On the other hand, his attire was a little casual. He was an assistant, but more like a driver temporarily hired by the leader of a small company.

"Uncle Pan."

Cheng Yi strode towards the company team and called out to the middle-aged man in the crowd.

Pan Yuanshan was taken aback when he saw the person coming, staring at the young man in front of him for half a minute, then clapped his hands suddenly, his brows brimming with joy, "Good boy, I haven't seen you grow taller for a few years, uncle almost couldn't recognize you gone."

Cheng Yi smiled, and shook hands with Pan Yuanshan politely, "Long time no see, Uncle Pan."

Pan Yuanshan grinned his yellow teeth, pulled Cheng Yi to the front, and asked about his health. He asked how he was used to eating and living abroad all these years. His rough voice could be heard clearly even ten steps away. He had been with Cheng Yi for many years. The same as when I met him before, except for the rise in status and status, other characteristics have hardly changed.

In the whole company, apart from the Cheng family who knows everything, the most trustworthy person in front of him is Pan Yuanshan, who is outspoken and unrestrained. He has been despised by many people, but his decisiveness in doing things vigorously and never procrastinating makes people have to admire him.

Cheng Yi was asked a question and answered, followed Pan Yuanshan towards the main gate, and within a hundred steps of walking, he saw another group of people approaching slowly from the side, just in time to meet his group .

The leading man was in his thirties, dressed in low-luxury brand clothing, well-dressed and handsome, and his gestures were elegant. Standing on the top of the steps was undoubtedly a bright spot among the crowd.

"This is Qu Heng, the general manager of Xinye."

Pan Yuanshan whispered a reminder in Cheng Yi's ear, and then walked up the steps to meet Qu Heng and a group of people, "I didn't expect that President Qu would come here personally."

Cheng Yi had heard some rumors about Qu Heng during his time in the company, most of which were praises.

For some reason, from the first moment he saw this person, he felt inexplicably disliked. He always felt that the more upright and gentleman he looks on the surface, the more hypocritical and dirty he is on the inside. After all, the distance between a gentleman and a villain is just Layered thin paper, it will break if you poke it.

Qu Heng stretched out his hand and shook Pan Yuanshan briefly, "I was not the original person in charge, but I didn't expect him to have an accident the day after Song Dong appointed the staff, and he is still in the hospital with a plaster cast."

Pan Yuanshan sighed softly, "Although I feel a little sorry, Mr. Qu is a talented person. I think you will be more at ease if you can come to Song Director."

Qu Heng smiled lightly, and quickly turned his gaze to Cheng Yi. Although the young man in front of him was dressed casually, he still couldn't conceal the arrogance of a rich kid. He was able to walk side by side with the general manager without any humility. , it seems that the identity of the other party should not be underestimated.

Pan Yuanshan followed Qu Heng's gaze, and introduced to him carelessly, "This is the only grandson of the old chairman Cheng. In the early years, this kid has been studying abroad. Now the old chairman wants him to get in touch with the company's affairs." , show your face around first."

When Cheng Yi heard the two talking about him, he didn't give much reaction. Whether it was the current occasion or a group of people acting on the occasion, he just didn't like it, and there was no need to make himself unhappy just to cater to it.

Seeing that the other party didn't intend to introduce himself, Qu Heng froze his hand hanging in mid-air for a few seconds and retracted it in embarrassment. The expression on his face was so calm that no one could see any flaws.

"Young people should study more, the future is promising." Qu Heng picked up the topic with a slight smile, his eyes wandered over everyone in Cheng Yuan like a poisonous snake, and when he passed by Song Xianfei, he was startled suddenly, his eyes were on The man's face froze.

Song Xianfei also seemed to feel this gaze, raised his head and nodded at Qu Heng, and called out to Mr. Qu.

The smile on Qu Heng's face deepened a bit, and he looked more enthusiastic than before, "Director Song, how are you doing recently?"

Pan Yuanshan smiled cheerfully and patted Song Xianfei on the shoulder to signal him to come over, "You know Mr. Qu?"

"I have met several times." Song Xianfei replied truthfully, and then extended a hand to Qu Heng, "I would also like to thank you for helping me out in the underground garage at the Huacheng Reception, otherwise I would not know what to do."

"It's just a little effort." Qu Heng held Song Xianfei's hand tightly, but didn't let go so quickly, "I saw that you are not very good at reasoning with others, and the other party has always been aggressive and playful. I couldn't understand it, so I went to help."

"No matter what, I still owe Mr. Qu a favor."

Cheng Yi stared at the hands tightly held by the two, couldn't help curling his lips, not talking nonsense, is it super glue coming out of the palms of these two people?It takes so long to hold hands...

He couldn't bear it and didn't bother to look again, so he simply stepped up the last few steps and entered the gate of the venue alone.

But within a minute, Cheng Yi turned around and turned back, with an imperceptible embarrassment on his face.

At this time, Qu Heng had already left with his people, Song Xianfei walked behind Pan Yuanshan and suddenly felt his arm was pulled, he turned his head, and then looked at Cheng Yi who hesitated to speak.

"Hey, let me borrow your suit pocket."

Song Xianfei looked at him suspiciously and frowned, "What are you doing?"

"Load the car key." Cheng Yi tried his best to make his tone sound like a begging, "If you lose it in your hand, it will be very troublesome."

Song Xianfei looked him up and down, and glanced at Chengyi's pockets, "Don't you have one yourself?"

"All the bells and whistles are decorations, and they can't even hold a matchstick." Cheng Yi pulled the fake pocket, regardless of Song Xianfei's consent, and stuffed the car keys directly into his hand, "Help me hold it, after the meeting is over I'll come get it for you."

"Hey, you..."

Song Xianfei was holding the bunch of keys, but he saw that Cheng Yi's feet seemed to be blown by the wind in the next second, and he followed the crowd into the gate of the venue in the blink of an eye.

He sighed helplessly, and had no choice but to put the bunch of keys "abandoned" by the owner into his coat pocket.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that I shouldn't refuse this little thing. After all, Cheng Yi helped me a lot in the elevator incident last time. Speaking of which, this is also a debt of favor between me and him, and I have to find an opportunity to pay it back in the future.