Chapter 112 Third Brother...

On Friday morning, Mrs. Qiu took He Sang back to Hebei Province to attend the annual meeting of China Overseas Group.

It was originally scheduled to be held before the Spring Festival, but the secretary was not in the country, so it was delayed to mid-March.

Mr. Qiu was unable to make time, so Mrs. Qiu attended the event on her husband's behalf. Her VIP invitation was written by Liang Jishen himself. It is said that appearance reflects the heart and a person's handwriting reflects his appearance.

His handwriting is undoubtedly beautiful.

Upright and vigorous.

A sense of exuberant power.

His former colleagues at the drama theater talked about him privately, saying that "everyone who saw him was excited."

Liang Jishen has a special sexual tension. Women who have met him unconsciously raise their threshold for men.

He Sang held the invitation and said, "I'm not going..."

"He's angry, and you're angry too. Be careful other women take advantage of him." Mrs. Qiu touched up her lipstick in the makeup mirror. "Many important people have introduced their daughters and nieces to Mr. Liang. He had dinner with seven or eight women last year. It's hard for him to refuse the kindness of his senior leaders. He can only finish the meal and then refuse with an excuse that it's not appropriate. It's considered polite and appropriate."

Liang Jishen never mentioned this. There were several times when he came home and his coat was stained with perfume, especially the passenger seat. When He Sang asked him about it, he said that he had picked up a woman during the day and did not lie to her.

He Sang was not the type to cry and make a fuss without knowing the reason. She understood how men should socialize in public, and he was quite sensible.

China Overseas Group’s annual meeting was held in the conference hall on the second floor.

Liang Jishen, dressed in a light gray suit, walked to the left of the secretary. To his right was the third-ranked member of the Zhonghai Committee. During formal appearances, positions are ranked on the left. Liang Jishen, like the secretary, wore the same solemn and dignified demeanor, a smile on his face. He was young, but his features had a hint of arrogance.

As they went on stage, the lights in the hall began to flicker. He had a thin and handsome face, but he didn't look very good.

The drama circle emphasizes the "red energy" to nourish people, and the circle of power and wealth is similar. Anyone who is in trouble, no matter how noble and respectable, will reveal fatigue.

After the secretary finished his speech, Liang Jishen opened the champagne and filled a glass tower more than one meter high, followed by an award ceremony and a cocktail party.

Liang Jishen's term was short, and although he had some achievements, he was not the big winner that night. He did not even go on stage again until the end of the ceremony.

The romantic scandal between He Sang and Liang Chihui had a bad impact on him after all. It seemed to have calmed down on the surface, but his colleagues were afraid of Zhonghai Group and Liang Group and dared not make fun of them in public. However, they were still the laughing stock behind the scenes. The Zhonghai Committee decided to let Liang Jishen keep a low profile for a while. Apart from today's annual meeting, which he really couldn't miss, he also didn't show up even when the TV station interviewed the research base of the headquarters yesterday and the entire board of directors was present.

He Sang looked at the crowd not far away. Liang Jishen was drinking and chatting with the secretary and leaders of various companies. A young girl in her early twenties appeared behind him. She had a melon-shaped face, sweet looks, and a petite figure. She was very close to Liang Jishen and reminded him from time to time to drink less and eat a piece of cake.

Liang Jishen was much taller than her, and because of the noisy crowd, he couldn't hear clearly, so he would lower his head slightly to accommodate her height and listen more carefully.

If someone toasted her too frequently, she would snatch Liang Jishen's cup, put it back on the tray, not allowing him to drink, and drink it for him herself.

He Sang felt like something was stuck in his chest and he couldn't look away.

Mrs. Qiu also witnessed this scene. Although she was angry, she was fair and sympathetic to him. "For occasions like this, you must bring a business PR person to block the alcohol and lighten the atmosphere. There are over a hundred provincial enterprises in Hebei Province. The top and second-in-command are Mr. Liang's uncles. He can't neglect them, but he can't take the initiative to greet them. If he lowers his attitude, the other party will be superior to him in the future. So he puts on airs first and the PR person comes to broker the deal."

He Sang forced a smile and said, "We broke up, so it's normal for him to have a new love."

"Mr. Liang is not that kind of man." Mrs. Qiu glared. "If he was lustful, would you be the one to do it? The women who seduce Mr. Qiu are all very creative, and they must be even better at seducing Mr. Liang's women. If he really has two minds, you're no match for them."

He Sang remembered that Li Zhen had become an instant star by performing a dance by South Korean artist Lee Hyori at the freshman performance at the Central Academy of Drama. She was very experienced; men liked their women to be gentle and virtuous in public, but flirtatious and passionate in private.

The more different it is from usual, the greater the contrast, the more he can't stop.

He Sang's dancing skills are impeccable, as she was personally selected by the teacher of Beijing Dance Academy. However, Liang Jishen has been with her for more than a year, and he has never seen her dance.

She put down the cup and walked to the entrance of the hall. Cheng Xun and the security manager were coordinating the issue of guests leaving. Guests were allowed to enter in batches and leave in groups. One fixed exit was too crowded, so a temporary exit was added.

He Sang waited until they had cleared the mess and stopped Cheng Xun, "Secretary Cheng, I need your help."

Cheng Xun signaled the security manager to return to the backstage first, "Miss He, how can I help you?"

She stood on tiptoe, whispered, and stood up with a blushing face, "Okay."

"This..." Cheng Xun was embarrassed. "Mr. Liang is angry with you. I'm afraid he won't buy it."

He Sang's eyes were burning red, "Who is that long-haired woman..."

"Xiao Chu is Mr. Liang's newly transferred public relations assistant, replacing Xin Xin."

"Her last name is Chu?"

"No, my last name is Jiang, and Xiao Chu is my first name."

He Sang is a woman and has a woman's sensitivity.

Xin Xin is a newcomer who just took over the position, but Cheng Xun is an old employee. Logically, they should have no intersection. Cheng Xun calls Xin Xin "Assistant Xin" and has been doing so for seven years. Liang Jishen must be very satisfied with Cheng Xun and treats her well.

He Sang clenched his fingers together, "Is there anyone behind this?"

Cheng Xun answered casually, "An ordinary girl, she has never been in a relationship. She has strong public relations skills and is smart."

She clenched her hands tighter, "He likes it?"

"Secretary Cheng—" He Sang was suddenly interrupted. He turned around and Jiang Xiaochu waved at Cheng Xun, "Deputy Secretary Liang will show us around!"

Cheng Xun was about to leave and handed the car keys to He Sang. "You try it. Xiao Chu and I will take another car."

He Sang and Jiang Xiaochu looked at each other. Jiang Xiaochu probably recognized her. Her photo had been hanging in the performance hall of the theater and had not been taken down. These dignitaries loved to go there to discuss business, so they couldn't help but think she was familiar.

Jiang Xiaochu nodded, hurried back to Liang Jishen, reported something to him, and glanced at He Sang.

Liang Jishen's face showed no emotion and he continued drinking.

He Sang was unsure.

He is not like Zhou Kun or Zhang Chengye, the prince of the Zhang family, who play so fancy and forget all grudges when they feel something. If Liang Jishen gets tired of her, he will cut off the relationship without giving her any chance.

The annual meeting ended at 9:30, and Liang Jishen saw the guests off until 10:30.

He kept up a fake smile the entire time, and his muscles were sore from laughing.

He got into the car, took off his suit, unbuttoned his shirt, and let out a long breath.

Cheng Xun quickly came out of the hall. Jiang Xiaochu, who was beside him, reached out to open the passenger door, but Cheng Xun grabbed her and said, "Let's take the second car."

She wondered, "Mr. Liang is drunk, who is driving and who is taking care of him?"

"We have a driver." Cheng Xun dragged her away without saying anything.

Liang Jishen opened his eyes and stared at the driver's seat, which was bulging and wrapped around his spare suit.

I was feeling dizzy tonight and didn't even notice there was someone else when I got on the bus.

He lifted a corner of his suit, revealing his slender white wrists and pink, round fingernails, and his fingertips moved.

Liang Jishen had no patience to play hide-and-seek. He thought it was some nosy subordinate who took advantage of his drunkenness and arranged for a woman to please him, so he pulled hard.

He Sang curled up there, his watery eyes rippled, "Third brother..."