0p0 Chapter 229: Rough Man vs. Pretty Widow 38
Chapter 229: Rough Man vs. Pretty Widow 38
After his eyes trembled in surprise, he stared at her face in disbelief to confirm, and finally found that she had seen him, and turned her face away with an angry expression that he was very familiar with, full of resentment.
After noticing that he was reluctant to look away, she turned to look at Ma Yanqing next to her in a huff.
Song Yuanzhou's face suddenly turned dark, and his fingertips unconsciously tightened.
Ma Yanqing, who was standing next to him, felt Meng Jiaojiao's gaze and dared not move. It was not until his body became stiff and his face turned red that he turned around and asked, "Is there something on my face?"
Meng Jiaojiao was absent-minded, but when he asked her, she regained her focus and waved her hand and replied casually, "It's okay, you look more handsome recently."
Ma Yanqing's face flushed again, and he quickly turned away and murmured, "Really? How come I didn't notice..."
Of course you can’t find out, I’m just making it up, Meng Jiaojiao thought to herself.
When I secretly looked at Song Yuanzhou again, I found that he had already looked away. The host of the investment promotion conference had just started speaking and the whole place fell silent.
Not many people paid attention to the boring opening. Only when the biggest representative of the Beijing Chamber of Commerce came out did people start to applaud.
Meng Jiaojiao knew this person, the man who was about to lead the entire economy to prosperity in the original story, Feng Qifeng, who was also Feng Siman's father.
"We welcome everyone to come from afar to participate in the international investment promotion conference organized by our Jinfeng Group. You can regard today as an exchange meeting among businessmen."
"For the companies that have reached cooperation intentions today, I, Feng Qifeng, hereby promise to give you a minimum guarantee agreement. If there are any problems in the subsequent cooperation, our group will provide you with a guarantee."
"Thank you all for your support. The rest of the time will be given to the entrepreneurs. I wish you all all your wishes come true."
He is worthy of being the man who will control the economic lifeline of his country in the future. His vision is extraordinary.
After listening to his speech, Meng Jiaojiao couldn't help but applaud him until Ma Yanqing patted her arm.
"Jiaojiao, is that foreigner the Mr. William that uncle mentioned?"
Hearing this, Meng Jiaojiao looked in the direction he pointed and saw a middle-aged man with blond hair and blue eyes. It was hard to tell what country he was from just by looking at his appearance, but given the current development situation in his country, not many foreigners were willing to cooperate, so not many foreigners came.
"I'll go ask a staff member later. Please take note of the main projects of these companies and the partners they want to cooperate with."
"it is good."
Next it was the turn of representatives of more powerful business groups to take the stage to speak. This is the advantage of being a big company; once they stand up and introduce themselves, everyone becomes crazy about wanting to work with them.
Small companies can only sit back and envy.
After a few rounds of speeches, some people went to have a private meeting. Meng Jiaojiao kept her eyes on the foreigner, and when she saw him stand up, she immediately followed him.
However, it was time for Song Yuanzhou to go on stage to speak. When Ma Yanqing was about to remind her, she had already slipped out, so he had no choice but to stare at the stage with his notebook in his hand.
Song Yuanzhou's eyes were quickly attracted by the figure, but he looked away in time.
Meng Jiaojiao asked the registration staff about the foreigner. After confirming that he was the Mr. William she was looking for, she straightened her clothes and walked towards him with a smile.
But before he could get close, he was stopped by Manager Liu, who had harassed him before.
He had drunk quite a bit of wine and seemed to have been waiting here for a long time. When he looked at her with his greasy eyes, there was a hint of ill intent in him.
"Girl, where are you going?"
Meng Jiaojiao glanced at William who had already walked away behind him, and said impatiently: “People who come here naturally want to do business. Please move aside and stop blocking my way.”
Manager Liu snorted coldly and still stood in front of him with her big belly.
"Doing business? Don't be ridiculous. You are such a young girl and you have come this far in business. Or are you doing another kind of business?"
After that, he reached out his hand again and tried to lift her chin: "How about uncle patronizing your business and spending a night with me? How about giving you 500 yuan?"
"Tsk." Meng Jiaojiao rolled her eyes impatiently and twisted the finger that was extended to her. "Pigs should be kept in pig pens. Who the hell put you in a pile of people?"
Manager Liu was instantly twisted in pain, "Ah! You stinky bitch, you have no shame!"
As he said that, he pounced towards her. Meng Jiaojiao dodged and he pounced directly behind her.
When I looked back, he had already thrown a young man to the ground, mouth to mouth.
Looking more closely, the man was Feng Hai.
Meng Jiaojiao pretended to be surprised and said "wow", suppressing her laughter, "I didn't expect Master Feng to have such a strong taste."
Feng Hai angrily pushed Manager Liu away and climbed up, saying angrily: "You did it on purpose!"
Meng Jiaojiao raised her hands with an innocent look on her face: "I didn't move. I just dodged when I saw the pig's head."
Feng Hai took the handkerchief handed over by the person next to him and wiped his mouth vigorously, then he looked at the person on the ground and shouted, "Where is this person? Drag him away quickly!"
The staff member replied awkwardly: "This is Manager Liu from Tianyou Real Estate."
Feng Hai frowned and was about to speak, but suddenly lowered his head after seeing the person behind Meng Jiaojiao.
"dad."
Meng Jiaojiao turned around and saw that the people standing behind her were Feng Qifeng and the Mr. William she was looking for.
I guessed that Feng Hai's identity was not ordinary, but I didn't expect that he was actually Feng Qifeng's son.
"What are you doing again! Haven't you learned your lesson by being sent to the countryside?" Feng Qifeng said, suppressing his anger.
Feng Hai glared at Meng Jiaojiao and said cautiously: "It's not me..."
Meng Jiaojiao turned her eyes and said quickly: "Boss Feng, I can prove that it was not Master Feng who caused the trouble. It was this Manager Liu who wanted to tease me. Master Feng showed up in time to save me. Speaking of which, I have to thank Master Feng."
Feng Qifeng looked around suspiciously, and finally set his sights on Manager Liu who was still struggling to get up from the ground.
"is that true?"
Manager Liu saw that the person was Feng Qifeng, and quickly waved his hand to deny: "Without Mr. Feng, how dare I cause trouble in your territory, it's..."
He glanced at Meng Jiaojiao again and immediately pointed at her: "It's her. This woman seduced me and I couldn't push her away."
When these words were spoken, even the staff couldn't help laughing, not to mention Meng Jiaojiao whose eyes were covered with shit.
She glanced at Feng Hai, who was standing beside her wanting to watch her show, and raised her eyebrows. Her look clearly said: I helped you, and if you dare not help me, I will sell you out.
Feng Hai raised his forehead, glanced at her speechlessly, and sneered, "You look like a pig and you say that the girl seduced you. Why don't you say that all the fairies in the sky seduced you."
Meng Jiaojiao burst out laughing.
Feng Qifeng glanced around impatiently, and finally raised his hand to signal the staff to take the person away first.
He looked at Meng Jiaojiao and asked calmly, "You are..."
Just as Meng Jiaojiao was about to speak, Feng Hai beside her said sarcastically, "This little girl has a great background. You wouldn't believe it if I told you."
Feng Qifeng said "Oh?" curiously.
Meng Jiaojiao glared at Feng Hai before politely extending her hand towards Feng Qifeng.
"Hello Mr. Feng, my name is Meng Jiaojiao, and I'm a consultant for Nanzhou Steel Manufacturing."
Feng Qifeng seemed to recall something, then smiled and stretched out his hand: "Is this Boss Ma's steel manufacturing plant?"
Meng Jiaojiao opened her eyes wide in surprise: "Do you know Boss Ma?"
Feng Qifeng shook his head. "I don't know him, but I've heard of him once. His factory is the best in Nanzhou."
Meng Jiaojiao happily withdrew her hand: "Yes, Boss Ma is really good."
Feng Qifeng had no intention of wasting his time on a mere consultant like her, so he exchanged a few pleasantries and then asked the staff.
"This gentleman doesn't speak Chinese. Hasn't the translator I asked you to invite arrived yet?"
The staff member glanced at the foreigner behind him with a guilty look and whispered, "The translator can't come at the last minute, so we have contacted other translators."
Feng Qifeng's eyes darkened, and his tone was filled with anger: "If something happens in a situation like today, all of you get out of here."
The staff nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, we will definitely step up our contact."
However, at this time, Meng Jiaojiao had quietly walked to William while Feng Qifeng was talking to the staff.
William was obviously getting impatient, but after all he was abroad, so he insisted on waiting for Feng Qifeng to call for an interpreter.
"Hello, Mr. William."
William was startled when he heard a familiar French voice coming from beside him. He turned around in disbelief.
"You... speak French?"
Meng Jiaojiao nodded confidently and stretched out her hand to him: "It should be no problem to communicate some simple matters."
William’s face immediately brightened, and he happily shook her hand back: “What a surprise, I thought this trip was in vain.”
Feng Hai kept his eyes on her out of curiosity, and when he saw that she could communicate with the French without any obstacles, he immediately went to take a picture of his father.
"Dad! Dad, look, Meng Jiaojiao can speak French, why are you calling her a translator?"
Hearing this, Feng Qifeng turned back with some doubt, only to see that the two were already chatting happily.
Meng Jiaojiao noticed Feng Qifeng's gaze, so she took William and walked towards him.
"Mr. Feng, Mr. William said that he is here to cooperate with our country on behalf of the French Business Center. He hopes that we can introduce him to some partners. They are very sincere in cooperating."
Feng Qifeng followed her words and shook hands with William, then quietly asked her: "Do you know French?"
Not only can she do it, she is also a professional translator. However, she can't be too high-profile.
Meng Jiaojiao nodded slightly: "I have learned a little, but I can still do simple translation."
Feng Qifeng was even more surprised, but this was not the time to care about this. He called his assistant and ordered, "Arrange a meeting room."
Then he said to Meng Jiaojiao, "Please serve as an interpreter and entertain Mr. William today. Don't worry, I will never treat you unfairly afterwards."
That's what I want.
Meng Jiaojiao nodded with satisfaction and took William to the meeting room.
As luck would have it, Song Yuanzhou had already finished dealing with the matters over there and was walking towards this side with Feng Siman.
Song Yuanzhou saw her from afar, and the closer she got, the more nervous he became.
She clearly saw him, but her face didn't seem to show any emotion, and he didn't feel like rushing forward to hug her at all.
She had said so many sweet words in the letter to support his beliefs, so why was she not happy at all to see him?
Finally, her shoulder brushed past his arm as she passed by, but her eyes never stayed on him for a moment.
His firm belief seemed to collapse at this moment. He pursed his lips slightly and took her hand without hesitation.
"Meng Jiaojiao!"
Meng Jiaojiao's lips curled up unconsciously, then she lowered them and looked back slowly: "Is there anything I can do for you, sir?"
Song Yuanzhou's eyes trembled slightly, the veins on the back of his hand holding hers bulged with annoyance, and his lips opened.
Just as he was about to speak, Feng Siman beside him asked curiously: "Yuanzhou, do you know each other?"
Song Yuanzhou looked into her eyes steadily, as if asking for her opinion, and as if wanting to hear the answer from her personally.
Meng Jiaojiao raised the corner of her mouth and hooked her fingertips in his palm. He then held her hand even tighter and even brought her closer to him.
Song Yuanzhou's gaze was too hot, as if it would melt her even through the crowd, let alone now that they were face to face.
The thought of teasing him softened instantly. He couldn't afford to play around. He wasn't the type to flirt outside. He could only play it straight. Meng Jiaojiao had always known this.
Forget it, I’ll go back and train him.
She turned slightly to the side, pulled down his arm, stood on tiptoe and whispered in his ear, "Let's talk after we're done."
The tips of Song Yuanzhou's ears turned red, the corners of his mouth naturally raised a little, and he let go of her hand.
"An acquaintance." He said lightly.
Meng Jiaojiao turned around with satisfaction and continued to take William to the meeting room.
Feng Siman naturally also saw their overly intimate contact, and a strange emotion flashed through her heart, but she still pulled him again, but he avoided her even more awkwardly.
Acquaintance, how familiar?
"I've never seen her. When did you meet her?"
Song Yuanzhou's mind was no longer here. He just wanted to finish the things at hand quickly, so he didn't have much patience to answer her questions.
"This is my private matter. Ms. Feng has overstepped her bounds."
Feng Siman's smile froze, she stopped and turned to look at the person who had entered the meeting room.
Over there, Feng Hai saw Song Yuanzhou coming with his sister. He rolled his eyes and asked Feng Qifeng tentatively, "Dad, there have been rumors about my sister and the guy named Song for so long. Do you think they will get married?"
Feng Qifeng looked back after hearing this and said thoughtfully: "Song Yuanzhou is a rare talent. He has many novel ideas in his head, strong execution ability, decisiveness, and good character. If they can get married, it will be a help to Siman..."
"But..." He paused, his eyes serious: "His attitude towards Siman has always been superficial, and he doesn't seem to like her."
Feng Hai, who knew the truth, raised his eyebrows.
After waiting for Song Yuanzhou to come over, Feng Hai deliberately reminded him loudly, "What happened to Manager Liu who flirted with Miss Meng?"
The staff member replied: "He has been sent to the lounge. We will deal with him after he sobers up."
With his eyebrows furrowed and his steps stopped, Song Yuanzhou raised his eyes with a slightly gloomy expression: "Which Miss Meng?"
The assistant at the back continued, "It was Miss Meng who was teased by Manager Liu before the meeting. It seemed to be her as well just now."
Feng Hai kindly reminded: "It's Meng Jiaojiao, right?"
Twice, damnit.
The moment he knew the name, Song Yuanzhou could no longer hide the anger on his face. He pursed his lips and said with a forced smile, "It's something urgent. I think I have to go take care of it."
Feng Hai raised his eyebrows, made way for him to pass, and then pulled Feng Siman who wanted to follow.
"They're just venting their anger on their wives, why are you following them?"
Hearing this, Feng Siman and Feng Qifeng were both stunned.
"Wife?"
Feng Hai sighed and said helplessly: "You guys are really good. He said he was married a long time ago. I really don't know what you are deceiving yourselves about."
Feng Siman's mind seemed to be confused as she recalled the expression on his face every time he firmly said that he was getting married.
"So that Meng Jiaojiao..."
That’s his wife…
When he came out of the lounge, Song Yuanzhou was untying the tie wrapped around his fist with his eyes downcast. When he raised his eyes, Feng Siman was standing in front of him, looking at the blood on his hand that he had not had time to deal with, and the whimpering sound coming from the lounge with a look of surprise.
"you……"
Song Yuanzhou frowned and was about to say something when a slim figure walked towards him from the exit.
A hint of tenderness instantly appeared in his eyes, and even the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.