Chapter 239 Rich Second Generation, Big Shot

Zhao Ming led Xu Ye all the way through the corridor and through the door, and finally came to an empty backyard.

Zhao Ming glanced around to make sure no one was there, then took out a pack of cigarettes that Xu Ye had never seen before from the inner pocket of his suit, then took out one from the inside, held it in his mouth skillfully and asked: "You Smoke?"

Xu Ye shook his head and said with a smile: "I won't smoke, thank you."

After Zhao Ming heard this, he put the cigarette back into his pocket, took out a zippo lighter, lit the cigarette coolly, and asked casually: "I didn't smoke before I went abroad. When I was studying abroad, I had a stupid roommate who smoked in the dormitory all day long. I I smelled his secondhand smoke every day, and then I started smoking myself.”

"Haha~"

"Did you go to college at your father-in-law's school?"

"no."

Xu Ye did not explain his relationship with Jiang Chao, but replied openly: "I am in the School of Finance. Compared to Fudan and the University of California, I am very ordinary. I am far behind you."

Zhao Ming said with a smile: "Bullshit, I can go to the University of California because my uncle donated a building to the school. I didn't even take the college entrance examination. I went directly to the United States halfway through my senior year of high school."

"That's quite enviable."

"That's true."

Zhao Ming did not feel that this was a very shameful thing. Instead, he smiled proudly and said: "All roads lead to Rome, but some people were born in Rome. But now that I have returned to China, my good days have come to an end." ”

"How to say?"

"No one cares about me when I'm abroad. I can do whatever I want. Now that I'm back in China, I'm going to work in my uncle's company. He's been very strict with me since I was a child. I'm afraid I'll have to be disciplined every day."

After Xu Ye heard this, he also asked curiously: "Did you also study finance in college?"

"Um."

"Have you never thought that you would achieve something?"

Zhao Ming shook his head and said: "I never thought that the domestic market is now close to saturation. My uncle's achievements today are due to the glory of the times. No matter how hard I work now, I can't surpass my uncle, so I still It’s better to wait for death and enjoy life.”

"Everyone has their own way of living. If I were you, I probably wouldn't think about making progress."

"That's not okay."

Zhao Ming put his hand on Xu Ye's shoulder, blew out a smoke ring and said, "If you don't make progress, your father-in-law will look down on you."

Xu Ye was stunned for a moment, then laughed evilly along with him.

Zhao Ming smoked more than half of a cigarette, and when there was still less than half of it, he threw it on the ground and stamped it out with his feet. He patted Xu Ye on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Let's go back to acting. I have to behave better today, or my uncle will scold me again."

Xu Ye reminded: "You'd better go to the toilet first and rinse your mouth."

Zhao Ming came to his senses and laughed quickly: "Yes, yes, I almost forgot. You wait for me here, I'll be right over."

"Um."

Zhao Ming quickly disappeared in front of Xu Ye.

Xu Ye had a pretty good impression of him. Not every second-generation rich man was arrogant and domineering. As for Zhao Ming, although he had many shortcomings, at least he was not a bad person and spoke frankly.

After Zhao Ming came back, he quickly took Xu Ye back to the hall. The two stood together and chatted quietly. Xu Ye didn't know most of the people here. After casually asking Zhao Ming, Zhao Ming started to talk. Let’s introduce it to Xu Ye.

"The bald guy over there is the vice president of China Securities. His last name is Zhong. I forgot his name."

"The man wearing glasses is the vice president of Pudong Development Bank, his surname is Liu."

"The people who are talking over there, from left to right, are the financial director of Modu International Group, the director of Yin'an Investment Department, and the executive vice president of Modu State-owned Assets Management Co., Ltd...."

"..."

"So, do you remember it?"

Xu Ye smiled and said: "Probably remember them, as long as I can recognize them next time we meet."

"Come on, let's go see if the cake is ready."

"cake?"

"Well, I asked a famous pastry chef in China to make it. I heard it has six layers in total. It should have been shipped by now."

Zhao Ming and Xu Ye quickly came to a room at the back of the hall. Just as Zhao Ming expected, the cakes had been delivered and put on the cart. There were six layers in total, and there was another one on the top. Birthday peach made with white chocolate.

Zhao Ming glanced up and down, then rolled his eyes and said, "This Shoudao must have been added by my uncle. It's really ridiculous."

"Shoutao means longevity and health in China. Elderly people still care about this."

Zhao Ming stretched out his hand to stop a staff member in the club and asked, "Hello, can you bring me some food? I'm starving."

Xu Ye drove directly to Jiang Chao after class in the afternoon. He didn't eat dinner. When Zhao Ming said this, he quickly stepped forward and said, "I didn't eat at night either. Please get an extra serving."

The staff stopped by Zhao Ming were hired temporarily. Because there are usually not so many people in the club, there are not enough waiters, so some people were hired temporarily.

"Can I have a small cake?"

"Can."

"As long as it fills your stomach."

This girl was not very old, probably around twenty-four or five years old. After hearing what Zhao Ming and Xu Ye said, she quickly ran to the kitchen.

Within a few minutes, she brought over a plate of small cakes. After Xu Ye and Zhao Ming took them, they ate them one by one.

"Beauty, do you have water? I'm choking."

"Yes."

"Thank you."

As the two were chatting, an older staff member came in. She glanced at Xu Ye and Zhao Ming, and then yelled to the girl: "The hall is about to start, you should get ready. I tell you, everyone here is a big shot, you must not make any mistakes."

"Okay."

The girl took out a small mirror from her pocket, touched up her makeup, and walked to the cake, looking at the time from time to time.

Her task today was: to push this six-layer cake into the hall with a colleague later, and clean it up after the party tonight. This job was hard-won for her, and she cherished it very much.

After Zhao Ming and Xu Ye finished eating, they returned to the hall.

Not long after, Zhao Wenhua followed a group of people down from the building. As the host of the day, he first gave a speech, then emphasized his gratitude to several people. Finally, amid applause, he gave the club manager a look. Soon, the scene sounded lively pure music, the headlights gradually dimmed, and everyone walked towards Zhao Wenhua.

At this time, the girl who had just brought the small cake to Xu Ye and Zhao Ming also pushed the six-layer cake slowly towards the center of the hall with her colleagues.

Just when everyone's eyes were on the cake, the girl suddenly sprained her foot. Although she did not fall, she still made the cart shake.

The top layer of cake and the longevity peach made of white chocolate also fell directly to the ground.

When the people in the hall saw this scene, they were all stunned.

The host Zhao Wenhua's face was gloomy.

And the girl was completely confused. The whole person seemed to have crashed. She stood there motionless, dumbfounded.

An accident occurred.

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