Chapter 9 Fatty Lai Picheng

After chatting for a while, everyone came to the parking lot one after another.

There are also Jiang Qiushui and Hu Feng in the male public relations, and all other Yingying Yanyans.

But Jiang Tian was brought along.

Of course, in fact, everyone didn't expect Jiang Tian to play an important role, but after all, the rough work of serving tea, pouring wine and smoking cigarettes also needs people to do it, right?

Everyone in the public relations department has a high salary, and most of them come from good backgrounds.

Basically, everyone drives a car, and Jiang Qiushui's car is an imported S-class Mercedes-Benz worth millions, which is better than Ding Yahan's car.

"Jiang Tian, ​​work hard, within three years, you can buy a house and a car! But, how can you improve if you have the attitude you have this afternoon?"

Jiang Qiushui seemed to be mentioning Jiang Tian, ​​but there was a twitch in the corner of his eyes and eyebrows. Traces of contempt.

"Jiang Tian, ​​come here!"

Suddenly, Zhao Qianru came down and pulled Jiang Tian into her red Volvo.

Jiang Qiushui was startled suddenly.

Zhao Qianru's car, which she had never even sat in before, unexpectedly pulled Jiang Tian into it.

"Zhao Qianru won't like this guy, right? They're all holding hands!" Hu Feng said with a frown.

"Get in the car!" Jiang Qiushui's face turned livid, gloomy like water.

On the Volvo, Zhao Qianru said coldly while driving: "Brother-in-law, I beg you, divorce my sister!"

"Why?" Jiang Tian was slightly stunned.

"Your head is completely broken, and you keep beating her. I beg you, don't delay her anymore! Let her go and let her pursue her own happiness!" Zhao Qianru said angrily.

"Qianru, I know what I did wrong before, but you believe me, I'm already cured, and I will protect you and your sister forever!" Jiang Tian said firmly.

He was not angry, Zhao Qianru was not the kind of person who hates the poor and loves the rich, but just cared about her sister.

"Are you alright? Still protecting me and my sister? Are you kidding me! Then why do you still eat wild fruits at noon!" Zhao Qianru looked bitter and her eye circles turned red.

"That's not a wild fruit, that's a spiritual fruit!" Jiang Tian was speechless, so he shook his head helplessly.

Zhao Qianru stopped talking and drove angrily.

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Xicheng District is a mature urban area with all kinds of municipal facilities and is very prosperous. There are many bars, discotheques, restaurants and various entertainment venues.

When Jiang Tian and the others arrived, the Emgrand Club was already brightly lit.

The lobby on the first floor is resplendent and luxurious, and the bright crystal chandeliers shine on the spotless terrazzo floor, reflecting dazzling light.

On both sides of the door stood a row of beauties in cheongsams, all of them were tall and good-looking, and they were all goddess-level figures on the street.

It is said that they are all college students hired from the art college next door majoring in models and flight attendants. When they saw them coming in, they all bowed and said hello.

Jiang Qiushui walked in the front. Seeing him coming in, the lobby manager hurriedly came over to greet him, "Mr. Jiang is here, welcome!"

As the deputy director of the Food and Drug Administration, Jiang Qiushui's uncle is also in charge of food safety. Operators of such occasions naturally have to be careful not to offend.

"Is Mr. Cheng here?"

Jiang Qiushui nodded with a hint of arrogance in the corners of his eyes and brows.

The lobby manager hurriedly led the way, and said with a smile, "Here we are, we've already been arranged!" After a

while, everyone arrived at the box.

Cheng is always a fat man with big ears, wearing a big gold chain as thick as a thumb, and a jasper finger wrench on his hand, showing the demeanor of a local tyrant, with a sly look on his face.

After everyone greeted each other, the guests and hosts were seated, and the waiters began to serve wine and food.

Zhao Qianru looked at Jiang Tian, ​​and sighed in disappointment, her heart was sad, and she was not worth it for her sister.

"Jiang Tian, ​​if you toast Mr. Cheng, you will know how to eat it. Did you die of starvation?" Jiang Qiushui said contemptuously.

Bringing out this kind of waste is simply embarrassing. If you don't toast and say flattering words, how can customers be happy and how can they pay?

"He owes us money, why should I toast him?" Jiang Tian glanced at Mr. Cheng disdainfully, and said coldly.

"Fuck you! Shut up!"

"How can you talk like that!"

Everyone was startled, but fortunately Fatty Cheng was having a good drink with Wu Fangfei and didn't notice him.

"Forget it, Jiang Tian will take me home later, I can't drink!" Zhao Qianru said with a forced smile.

Jiang Tian's head was broken by alcohol poisoning, if he drank again, wouldn't he be completely finished!

Seeing this, Jiang Qiushui's eyes flashed with jealousy, and his face was gloomy: "Qianru actually asked him to give it to him. Could it be that he really likes this kid!

" He said with a lewd smile: "Isn't it 10 million! Simple! As long as Ms. Wu stays with me for one night today, I will happily sign the check!"

Wu Fangfei's face froze, she hurriedly broke free her small hand, and said with a forced smile: "Mr. Cheng is taking a big joke!"

She is a native of Linzhou and a model. She has accumulated some family business, so how could she do it for a little performance? Commitment to others.

What's more, Jiang Qiushui, whom he loves so much, is watching from the side, so he can't look too humble.

"Come, come, Mr. Cheng, I toast you!" Everyone went to toast, trying to help Wu Fangfei out of the siege, but they were not angry.

To enter the society, you must follow the rules of the society, and you should not be arrogant. It is common for public relations personnel to be taken advantage of by clients.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Cheng was relentless, put his arms around Wu Fangfei's neck, leaned over and smiled with his mouth reeking of alcohol,

"Miss Wu, I really like you! You can stay with me for a night, In addition to paying 10 million for the goods, how about I give you another 1 million?"

Wu Fangfei was so anxious that she was about to cry, and begged: "Mr. Cheng, let go, there are so many people here!"

"Hey, Too many people won't do, but less people will do! Let's go upstairs to the guest room!" Mr. Cheng had already kissed her on the cheek.

Everyone panicked and dared not speak out.

"Mr. Cheng, let go! If you do this again, I will call the police!" Wu Fangfei struggled so hard that she almost threw Mr. Cheng to the ground.

Mr. Cheng managed to sit still, and couldn't help being furious. He slapped Wu Fangfei on the face and shouted angrily,

"I'm shameless for you, right? What kind of bullshit public relations lady, she's just out to sell you! You won't accompany me tonight I'm sleeping, you don't even want to take away a dime!"

"Cheng Laipi, what are you doing!"

Zhao Qianru was so angry at Jiang Tian's attitude along the way, how could she see this at this time, and immediately rushed over, even Ding Yahan Didn't hold her back.

"You're still moving your hands. Are you a man?" She not only moved her mouth, but also yanked Mr. Cheng's arm.

Mr. Cheng just stared at Wu Fangfei, without turning his head, and threw Zhao Qianru to the ground with a slam of his arms:

"Go to hell, where is that stinky bitch! Just meddle in my own business, believe it or not, I don't even care about you!" Let's do it together!"