Chapter 62

Banquet arrangement

"thank you, Dr. Song. You don't need to pick us up tomorrow Because I'm going to take the bus with Jingjing... "

Being politely refused by Xi Lin, song Ziming didn't ask for it any more. He just exchanged greetings and hung up. At this time, Zhao Jingjing, who used to apply the mask in his bedroom, suddenly ran out of the room:

five minutes past, the banquet is about to start, but Fan Shaopeng has not wanted to leave.

He saw song Ziming, but he didn't see Xi Lin.

Turning around, fan Shaopeng looked out of the window again, his eyes always fixed on the direction of the entrance.

So without looking at it, he threw the speech written by Xi Yufei into the garbage can.

"No, these things don't work!"

Housekeeper Jiang took out a speech and handed it to fan Shaopeng.

"Young master, the banquet will begin in ten minutes. Miss Yufei said that the president of the banquet speech recommended you this time. The manuscript is ready. Would you like to have a look at it first? "

However, all this was seen one by one by fan Shaopeng upstairs.

Ren Qinglan went in, but behind her, she quietly followed in some new faces. These people unified black suits, dispersed and mixed into the bustling crowd.

At this time, Ren Qinglan's car came in. She went into the banquet area, looked at Xi Yufei in the reception area, and then turned and walked in.

Naturally, they become the focus of attention of those rich children, who cast their eyes in love. Xi Yufei is naturally proud in her heart, but her face always keeps a kind of indifferent smile.

She stood in the guest check-in area and received every guest politely.

The long wavy hair is carefully tied to one side, and the face is slightly powdered. The whole person looks intellectually elegant and generous.

It's a show off occasion, so it's natural to dress up. A red lace tight dress, let her tall figure more concave and convex.

Xi Yufei is the planner and host of the banquet.

Celebration is also for publicity, Xi Yufei also specially arranged the media reporter interview area. Early in the morning, in the interview area at the gate, those major media reporters had already been waiting there.

Guests arrive one after another in Pengzhan manor. Because of the rich celebrations and the masquerade dance arranged at 10 p.m., the whole Beihai city's young rich second generation and official second generation also arrived.

The red congratulatory banners sent by the guests covered the whole Pengzhan building. Xi Yufei specially invited the lion dance team to play gongs and drums all the way from the gate of Pengzhan group building to Pengzhan manor.

At 10 a.m., the door of Pengzhan group building has become lively.

Misunderstanding? She and fan Shaopeng are not only misunderstandings, but also misunderstandings?

Xi Lin did not respond, got up and went to the bathroom.

Zhao Jingjing approaches Xi Lin and asks seriously.

"If you want me to say that, you are a little unkind. At first, I thought fan was no different from those rich children, but now I think he is very single-minded. You said that if he really revives his old love with Xi Yufei, why should he make friends with you again and again? Is there any misunderstanding between you two? "

With that, Xi Lin takes the dress in Zhao Jingjing's hand and throws it into the gift box.

"Come on, I said, don't mention him in front of me any more. He is him, I am me, he eats his abalone shrimp, I eat my light rice and coarse tea... "

Zhao Jingjing said, picked up the dress to Xi Lin body.

"Then why don't you take it? Fan Da Shao specially gives you a dress, I think it must be to make you look beautiful Why do you waste your heart? "

"Except for him, I can't think of hearing housekeeper Jiang's reply. Fan Shaopeng took a cold breath and gazed out of the window with deep eyes.

"Master, all ready!"

"How are things going?"

Then the door knocked twice, and housekeeper Jiang pushed in.

Fan Shaopeng stood in front of the window, frowning slightly, thinking.

Late at night, Pengzhan manor is still brightly lit.

Xi Lin always has a hunch that something incredible may happen tomorrow

Tomorrow, Pengzhan manor is sure to gather celebrities, but who can guarantee that nothing unexpected will happen?

She didn't want to be too high-profile for fear of delaying her own work.

Xi Lin said, bending over Zhao Jingjing's forehead and nodding. Seeing her depressed appearance, she had no choice but to smile.

"Don't be depressed. Do you really think that if you go to the scene in a fancy dress and drive a luxury car, you can get attention and become the focus of attention? I'm afraid it won't be what you think. The damage will be more than 10000 points. "

"Why do I regret going to the ball with you now? My little heart has been hurt by 10000 points, and I'm suffocating. "

With that, she lay down on the sofa and groaned

Xi Lin's attitude is firm. Zhao Jingjing is so angry that she stomps her feet. She looks at Xi Lin with helpless expression and says bitterly, "aunt, what are we doing there? Let others see jokes?""No!"

"what? Shall we take the bus to the ball tomorrow? Xi Lin, you don't have a fever. I can't bear not to wear formal dress at the dance. Now you refuse your cousin to pick us up, can I drive tomorrow? "

Then he raised his wrist and looked at the time.

Slightly side eyebrow, asked a: "she came?"

Housekeeper Jiang was stunned and then replied, "I haven't seen Miss Xi Lin yet But in the morning someone called and said that the clothes had been delivered... "