Chapter 170

After all, Lu Zhan didn't tell Ning Wan useful news.

Ning Wan thought about it and went back to Zhanyang company. He started from a staff member and gave some small benefits. Finally, he got some news from President Wang.

Mr. Wang has two residences in the city center and the suburb, three bars, two KTVs and a hotel in the city.

He often works in the office over there and spends about half of the week in the hotel.

Ning Wan has looked for all bars and KTVs, but still hasn't heard from Mr. Wang, and finally hopes to put his hopes on the hotel.

I learned from the front desk that Mr. Wang was not in the hotel. Ning Wan sat in the hotel hall and waited.

In the evening, Ning Wan received a call from Director Song.

"At 7:00 p.m., suite 606, 6th floor, Howie Dihua hotel."

Director Song is in a mess. I don't know who is talking. Ning Wangang didn't hear clearly. "What?"

Director Song repeated, "Mr. Wang is here tonight. How are you doing?"

This kind of winery is not easy to deal with, Ning Wan thought for a while, ready to politely refuse, song supervisor suddenly hung up the phone.

When Ning Wan calls song again, no one answers.

Ning Wan didn't have time to go home and pack up. She took a taxi to the Howie hotel.

When he came to the gate of the private room, Ning Wan knocked on the door. There was no one in the room. Ning Wan stood at the door for a while and walked inside.

"Madam, this is Mr. Wang's room. Are you his guest?" A waiter in a red cheongsam and BUN appeared at the door.

"Yes." Ning Wan is confused. Is this private room ordered by President Wang? If Fu wants to solve the problems with Zhanyang company, shouldn't it be Fu's treat?

The waiter nodded, "what would you like to drink?"

"I don't need anything. I'll wait for Wang to come."

A few minutes later, a man of about one meter and seventy-five came to the door.

The man was wearing khaki pants, a black sweater, a black wallet in his hand, a round face, and gold glasses on the bridge of his nose.

Beside him stood a woman in high heels and a Burgundy dress.

Men seem to be in their forties, while women seem to be in their early twenties, with childish faces and famous brands all over their bodies.

"Hello, this is Ning Wan from Fu's marketing department. Are you Mr. Wang?" Ning Wan took a few steps forward with a smile on her face.

The man stared at Ning Wan's figure and face for a few seconds, and walked in with the woman in his arm. "Yes, I am."

"Mr. Wang, please take a seat." Ning Wan helped president Wang open the chair.

Mr. Wang hasn't sat down yet. The woman beside him has already sat down, propping up her chin and looking at Ning Wan. "You Fu's here alone?"

Ning Wan only knew that he was coming, but he didn't know anything else. In hesitation, the door was opened again.

It was Fu Ting who came here. He was wearing a black suit, brown leather shoes, and his face was cold as if someone owed him millions.

"President Fu?" Ning Wan didn't expect Fu ting to come.

Mr. Wang also seemed surprised. He stood up quickly and walked around the table to the door. "Why did Mr. Fu come in person? I hope you'll forgive me for any loss. "

Fu Ting's cold glance at Ning Wan finally falls to Wang Zong, "Wang Zong."

Mr. Wang was totally flattered. He held out a pair of fat hands to hold Fu Ting's hand. Fu Ting sat beside Ning Wan.

Ning Wan was a little surprised and said in a low voice, "how is president Fu coming?"

"I want to see how you can take the case of Zhanyang company."

"I see." Ning Wan has no confidence in Zhan Yang's case, but she will try her best.

Mr. Wang gave a color to the women around him. The woman immediately twisted her waist and came over and sat beside Fu ting.

"Mr. Fu, my name is Xiaolu. Nice to meet you."

Facing the woman's hand, Fu Ting just looked at it coldly, but didn't send out a word.

The woman was embarrassed. She waved one hand in the air and wanted to catch Fu Ting's hand. Fu Ting lowered his head and held up the tea cup, just avoiding the woman's hand.

Ning Wan pretends not to see it and drinks tea with his head down.

The woman pouted and looked at Mr. Wang in the opposite direction.

Mr. Wang smiled. "Mr. Fu, I just ordered some dishes. You can see what you want to eat. Let's order more."

"No, I don't care much about what I eat."

The woman smiled and leaned over to Fu ting. "President Fu, what would you like to drink? I'll help you. "

Fu Ting's eyes were cold and sharp, and the woman's face froze. "I don't like people coming so close to me."

"Here That's it. " The woman looks at President Wang.

Mr. Wang didn't talk to the woman, but said to Fu Ting, "Mr. Fu, shall we serve now?"

After a while, seven or eight dishes were added.

President Wang raised his glass and replaced the first wine.Ning Wan took a sip and put it aside. Mr. Wang saw this and said, "why does Miss Ning drink so little and despise someone Wang?"

Ning Wan most begged these people who turned the corner to persuade them to drink. He endured his dissatisfaction and said, "I'm not feeling well today, so I don't drink much. Please forgive president Wang."

"Who hasn't had a minor illness or a minor disaster, and you don't drink it, and Fu doesn't drink it. It seems that it's impossible to say that?"

Fu Ting's glass is full of wine.

If you ask for help, Ning Wan dare not offend Mr. Wang. He quickly takes up the glass. "Mr. Wang, just because I don't understand the rules, now I drink this glass to make amends to you."

Ning Wan picks up the small glass in front of her and drinks the rest of it. Suddenly, the chest and mouth were burning, and the throat and eyes were also uncomfortable.

"Mr. Fu, the woman you brought is so bright."

The person who just complained about himself is president Wang, and now the person who says he is bright is also president Wang. Ning Wan quietly poured himself with wine, and helped Wang Zong add it himself.

The woman brought by Mr. Wang is not willing to show weakness and takes the glass in front of Fu ting. "Mr. Fu, this wine tastes good. Would you like to drink it?"

Fu Ting was cold.

The woman looked at Mr. Wang again. Mr. Wang laughed, "Mr. Fu, don't you really drink some?"

"I heard that Xiaolu beside Mr. Wang has a very good amount of alcohol. I'd better let her have a few drinks."

Mr. Wang laughed again. "Well, Miss Ning has a drink and Xiaolu has two. How about that?"

Ning Wan curses president Wang in his heart. How can he do this?

Fu Ting took a sip of tea and looked at President Wang with a sneer. "One for Miss Ning, three for Xiao Lu."

"President Fu, is this too bullying Xiaolu?"

Xiaolu is also close to Fu ting. Jiao didi says, "Mr. Fu, you don't look like someone who doesn't know how to feel pity for her."

"Drink or not?" Fu Ting asked in a cold voice.

Wang and Xiaolu look at each other and say, "drink, of course, it's Xiaolu who just joked with you."

Ning Wan lowers his head and doesn't speak. They are talking about something good. But why let him drink with this little Lu?

"Miss Ning, I'll give you a toast." Xiaolu raises her glass and smiles at ningwan.

Ning Wan raised his glass. "OK." In any case, one cup for himself and three for others, so that he won't suffer any loss, as long as Wang doesn't go too far.