Yan Xi saw that there were countless melon eaters in the comment area who were distressed by the school grass and Song Yan. She was very fortunate that she had already changed her name. Although she wanted to find a career to get ahead, she definitely did not want to use this kind of tearing scene. famous.
Turning off the video, Yan Xi tried hard to recall who the school grass was back then, but after thinking about it for a long time, she didn't have the slightest impression. The only thing I remember is that this school curator seems to be very talented. He has published poems in the school magazine, and the girls in the class occasionally say how the school curator is doing in their spare time. But that's all, everyone's main energy is still in their studies. No matter how good-looking the school grass is, it is not as attractive as the university entrance examination.
Early the next morning, Yang Min, who works in an online media company, called her, talking about the popular video.
"Da He, Song Yan in those two people's mouths, shouldn't it be you?" On the other end of the phone, Yang Min laughed heartlessly, "I made a mistake last time, you shouldn't be the heroine of a bitter drama, She should be playing the female lead of Mary Sue, but her looks are a little off."
"Go, go," Yan Xi turned on the phone hands-free and cracked the keyboard, "I'm busy."
"What are you busy with, the next copy?"
"Um."
"Evil rich second generation," Yang Min said on the phone with envy, jealousy and hatred, "You're boring staying at home every day, why don't you find something to do." She knew very well that with Yan Xi's ability and appearance, she wanted to find something to do. A desirable job is not too difficult.
A big move sent the Qiu family to the resurrection point, and Yan Xi quit the game, "I also have this plan, but recently I have a cooperation with a publishing house that has not been completed, so I can't be in a hurry for the time being."
Yang Min knew about Yan Xi's serialization of cute comics on the Internet: "Those comics are your hard work. Now that you are very popular, you can also try to develop this way."
"It's okay to be a hobby, but I'm still a little guilty about eating this bowl of rice. I'll deal with it first. If it really doesn't work, I can still go home and eat my old age." Yan Xi knew in her heart that although her mother was somewhat famous in the painting and calligraphy world, But as a daughter, she did not inherit the talent and spiritual energy of the previous generation. At the beginning, her mother intended to cultivate her artistic skills, but she was really not the material, so she gave up.
"I thought you would say, I want freedom, I don't want to be tied down by the company at home," Yang Min has long been accustomed to Yan Xi's shamelessness, "Okay, call me if you have anything. , the boss is coming to check the post, I will hang up first."
Yan Xi hung up the phone, staring at the black screen of the phone in a daze. Her two good friends often call, I am afraid she is worried that she is bored here alone. In the imagination of normal people, she has been following her mother. She only returned to her father after her mother died. Her father is still the boss of the company. see.
She was aware of her friends' concerns and good intentions, but even if she said that her father was kind to her, they would not necessarily believe it, and they might even think she was forcing a smile.
This misunderstanding is really hard to explain.
"Yan Yan, come down for dinner soon." Song Hai shouted from downstairs, "Dad stewed your favorite old duck soup."
"Come on." Putting on slippers, Yan Xi went downstairs in pajamas.
When the meal was almost finished, Song Hai observed his daughter's expression: "Yan Yan, do you have any plans in two days?"
"Two days later?" Yan Xi shook his head, "No, what's wrong with Dad?"
"It's like this, two days later is the birthday of the wife of a big man in the business world. Dad has gradually become famous in the circle over the past few years and got a birthday party invitation. If you have any arrangements, you can go with Dad to get together. It's lively, and I know more people my age."
Yan Xi was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay."
Song Hai had long wanted to show off his daughter to his colleagues. Seeing Yan Xi nodded, he immediately smiled like a sunflower, "Don't be too nervous, you can eat when you need to, drink when you need to, and ask Dad if you have anything."
On such an important occasion, shouldn't she be reminded to pay attention to her words and deeds
Yan Xi looked at her father speechlessly, no wonder her mother insisted on taking her with her, probably because she was worried that her father would raise her into a bear child who pits her parents.
The next day, Song Hai's assistant sent several big-name evening dresses over, but the color was either bright red or purple. Although it was gorgeous enough, it was not suitable for her current age. Yan Xi was desperate for her father's straight male aesthetic style, and finally chose a suitable modified short evening dress, and even chose a suit and accessories for Song Hai.
Seeing that his daughter didn't like the evening dress he ordered, Song Hai was a little disappointed, but seeing that his daughter had specially prepared clothes for him, he was happy again.
In order not to lose face, the father and daughter got into the most luxurious and valuable car in the family and rushed to the hotel with their heads held high.
"Dad, are you familiar with the chairman of Changfeng Group?"
"I'm not familiar with it," Song Hai shook his head honestly. "Our company has only cooperated with his branch company. I have a little relationship with their executives, so I got this invitation."
Yan Xi was silent for a moment: "Then we are doing this now, isn't it called hugging your thighs?"
"Silly girl, what are you thinking about?" Song Hai smiled, his chubby face like a round pumpkin, "How could we hug Chairman Changfeng's thigh? We can only count as having fun."
"That's right." Yan Xi took it seriously. Their family seems to have two money, but in fact, in the realm of the imperial capital, it really doesn't matter much. This time they can come to the birthday party of Mrs. Yuan, and they are enough to blow a few. month.
When they arrived at the banquet venue, Yan Xi took Song Hai's arm into the venue. There were people coming and going, and many guests had already arrived. Men and women shuttled between them, like a dazzling Vanity Fair. say.
Song Hai patted her arm, and after a few steps forward, someone he knew came up to say hello.
"Lao Song, who is this little girl with a sign?" The person came in a suit and leather shoes, the smile on his face was very kind, and he looked at Yan Xi like the gentlest elder.
Most of the people in the business field are very good in emotional intelligence. Even if he has doubts about Yan Xi's identity, he will never say anything unsatisfactory.
"This is my poor daughter, who just graduated from graduate school," Song Hai turned to look at Yan Xi, "Come on, Yan Yan, this is Uncle Yao, the big boss of Ruilong Company."
"Hello, Uncle Yao," Yan Xi thought about it in his head, and finally remembered what this guy does. "The stationery produced by Uncle Yao's company is very useful. My classmates and I often buy your company's products."
"It turns out that virtuous niece is still one of the parents of our company," Boss Yao happily shook hands with Yan Xi and said in a joking tone, "Disrespectful and disrespectful."
He didn't expect that the fat and stout Song Hai would have such a delicate daughter. He didn't dare to shake hands with this little girl, for fear of accidentally crushing her hand.
Seeing Song Hai's proud face, Boss Yao couldn't help but think, it's no wonder that Song Hai hasn't remarried after getting divorced all these years. His ex-wife must be very beautiful and her genes are very strong, otherwise she wouldn't be able to give birth to such a marked daughter.
Song Hai didn't care what others thought, and took Yan Xi to show it off to all his colleagues and friends. He said that his daughter is smart, capable of reading, and beautiful.
If Yan Xi was originally only seven points of beauty, but with the blessing of cosmetics and Song Hai's foil, her appearance was abruptly improved to nine points. Bright. Coupled with her sweet mouth and good-naturedness, the people who were ostracized by Song Hai's daughter could only praise Yan Xi with a smile on her face.
"Ling Qianjin looks very good, and this look has Mr. Song's charm."
There's really no resemblance to it, so it's just a rhyme.
Yan Xi smiled well-behaved, but she was thinking in her heart, as expected of a person in the Vanity Fair, and her lies are so sincere.
Although Song Hai took heart and lungs in front of his daughter, he showed a shrewd side outside. No matter whether he knew each other or not, he could finally talk to Song Hai with a smile. .
What Yan Xi can do is not to hold back her father. When she sees a woman in her 40s called her sister, and a woman in her 60s and 70s as an aunt, when the other party corrects her, she puts on a face, "I don't believe it, you clearly Very young" expression, trying to brush the favorability of female compatriots.
Perhaps her face was too deceptive, so before the banquet officially started, she had a conversation with several successful women.
It didn't take long for a middle-aged couple to appear in the limelight. The man looked at the man in his forties and held hands with the woman beside him. He seemed to have a very good relationship.
The woman has an oval face, fair skin, and smiles on the corners of her eyes and brows. Her beauty is enough to ignore her age.
Yan Xi couldn't help but take a few more glances at the woman, hiding the admiration in her eyes.
This should be Mrs. Yuan, the protagonist of today's banquet.
She guessed right, this couple is the chairman and wife of Changfeng Company. They threw handfuls of dog food after another, and their words and deeds were full of warmth. Yan Xi sat at the wine table and looked at the couple embracing each other, and couldn't help but smile a little.
After the husband and wife sprinkled the dog food, their two sons also came on stage.
The crystallization of handsome men and beautiful women is generally not too bad. The two sons of the Yuan family have narrow waists, wide shoulders and long legs. They are even more charming when they wear tailored suits on them.
The eldest of the Yuan family has a decent appearance, looks very serious, and is a serious and serious man.
The second child of the Yuan family is even better-looking than the eldest, but the slightly hanging corners of his eyes, the straight bridge of the nose, and the slightly thinner lips give people the feeling of a bad man who is not very easy to get along with and does not know what it means to be considerate.
Yan Xi tilted her head and covered her mouth and said in Song Hai's ear, "Dad, is the heir of the original family the eldest or the second?"
Song Hai shook his head, lowered his head and whispered to his daughter, "Does your dad know the secrets of such a wealthy family?" A wealthy family like the Yuan family can have lace news, but they will never let the family's private affairs come out. , become the talk of others.
Yan Xi: …
Makes sense.