Chapter 121 Celebration Banquet

"cheers--!"

Everyone cheered and raised their glasses, and the atmosphere was very lively.

I have made a great comeback in my career today, and now it is a celebration party for everyone.

Qiu Yingying excitedly came to Fan Shengmei,

"Sister Fan! You were amazing today! Your speech was so good! I kept clapping until my hands were almost red!"

Fan Shengmei proudly raised her chin and slightly raised the corners of her eyes.

"That's right, do you really think I spent ten years working in HR for nothing?"

She gestured in a serious manner, "Expounding the vision and stabilizing the morale of the troops are basic skills!"

"Sister Fan, you are really this today——"

Xiao Yixiao gave a thumbs up, his tone serious,

“I give in!”

In the midst of the excitement, Qu Xiaoxiao suddenly jumped onto a small stool and knocked on the cup to attract everyone's attention.

"Hey hey hey! Let me say something!"

She narrowed her eyes. "First of all, let's celebrate our CEO Fan for his remarkable comeback! We have to have a drink!"

She took the lead and took another sip, then looked at Meng Yanchen, "Boss Meng, shouldn't you give us an explanation?"

Qu Xiaoxiao put her hands on her waist and refused to give in.

"Boss Meng, we were just playing a minor trick, and we only offended a few nearby commercial and residential buildings. It wasn't worth their fuss. But today's incident is clear. It's a well-planned operation, digging deep into the dirt, and the pace is very fast. You can tell at a glance that they are veterans, and they are clearly targeting you. We, Little Fanfan and Xingtu, are just cannon fodder. You must investigate thoroughly and don't let Sister Fan suffer in vain!"

Fan Shengmei and Andy exchanged meaningful glances without saying anything.

Meng Yanchen nodded slightly, his voice steady.

"I'm sorry for causing trouble for you all, I will take care of it."

He turned to Fan Shengmei and held her hand, "I'm sorry for putting you through this today."

Fan Shengmei smiled, leaned close to his ear, and whispered,

"It's not your fault."

Meng Yanchen was stunned at first, then continued,

"Anyway, you did a great job today. I'm proud of you."

Bao Yifan suddenly whistled and laughed to cheer.

"Is that all? Mr. Meng, verbal praise is too insincere, isn't it? At least a kiss should be given as a token of appreciation!"

Qu Xiaoxiao immediately jumped up, "What kind of reward is a kiss? It's so beautiful! You want a kiss? Have you asked our President Fan?"

Everyone burst into laughter and started to make a noise.

"Give me a kiss! Give me a kiss!"

The tips of Meng Yanchen's ears turned red, and he just looked at Fan Shengmei deeply, as if asking for her opinion.

Fan Shengmei chuckled, suddenly put her arms around his neck, pecked him lightly on the cheek, then stepped back half a step, her red lips slightly raised,

"Xiao Qu is right."

Her eyes sparkled with a sly smile.

"Since it's my reward, it should be like this."

The crowd exploded instantly, and the cheers almost blew the roof off.

Qiu Yingying stamped her feet excitedly, "Ahhh, this is so sweet! I want a sweet love too."

Pei Yu directly stuffed a piece of cake into her hand and asked, "Is it enough?"

Qiu Yingying's eyes were determined, and she stuffed the bulge into her mouth.

"sweet!"

Yao Bin beside him silently withdrew his gaze.

Qu Xiaoxiao glanced at Meng Yanchen and Fan Shengmei, covered her heart and sighed,

"Oh my god, this dog food is so full..."

As she stepped back, she accidentally stepped on Zhao Ziqian, who had been standing behind her for some reason.

Zhao Ziqian couldn't help but groan, but Qu Xiaoxiao cried out first.

"Are you a ghost? Why are you standing behind me?"

Zhao Ziqian remained calm and said, "I've been standing here."

Qu Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes and said "tsk" in annoyance.

"You have no family and can't help, so why are you here?"

Zhao Ziqian, who was 186cm tall, looked down at the tiny girl and said calmly,

"Watch the show!"

Qu Xiaoxiao snorted coldly, "You're sick!"

There's no way, she's allergic to people with the surname Zhao.

As the night deepened, the excitement of the celebration banquet gradually faded away.

Meng Yanchen stood by the car, raised his wrist to look at his watch, and then his gaze returned to the direction of the box.

Through the glass, I could see Fan Shengmei, Andy and Qu Xiaoxiao discussing something.

He knew that Fan Shengmei was happy tonight and would definitely drink too much, so he deliberately didn't drink a drop of alcohol.

Bao Yifan was leaning against a car not far away, holding an unlit cigarette between his fingertips, also waiting for someone.

After sending off the last wave of people, Xiao Yixiao walked over, patted Meng Yanchen on the shoulder, and raised his chin towards the inside.

"Isn't it over yet?"

Meng Yanchen nodded slightly, "It should be soon."

He paused, as if remembering something, and asked,

"Where's your driver?"

"Waiting."

Xiao Yixiao pointed to a place not far away and said, "You didn't drink tonight, so you can drive, right?"

"Um,"

Meng Yanchen responded, and then said very naturally,

"Wait a minute, you can send Qu Xiaoxiao off."

Xiao Yixiao was amused. "Oh, you've stepped down as the second-line commander now? Even the logistics support and dispatch work is your responsibility?"

Bao Yifan put his arm around Xiao Yixiao's shoulders, his tone full of sympathy.

"Xiao, you don't understand this. People like us with families are in personal service, but single nobles like you have to obey the organization's random deployment at any time. This is called optimal resource allocation, do you understand?"

Xiao Yixiao shook off Bao Yifan's hand, "Yes, yes, it's great that you have a partner, you are so noble!"

He looked at Meng Yanchen and snorted unconvincedly, "When I was in love, you didn't even know what you were doing!"

Meng Yanchen said calmly, "Well, we started early. Unfortunately, the finish line is set a little far away. Just like..."

He paused, "You went to elementary school first. When I graduated from college, you were still taking the college entrance examination."

There's no way, there's no way to refute this. Meng Yanchen has been someone else's son since he was young. It's annoying enough for a poor student to meet a top student, especially a top student who skips grades at every turn.

Xiao Yixiao was choked and couldn't breathe. "Meng Yanchen, one day I will let the beautiful Fan clean up that mouth of yours."

When the name "Fan Shengmei" was mentioned, Meng Yanchen slowly turned his head, glanced at Bao Yifan, and then looked back at Xiao Yixiao.

"or......"

He said two words, paused, and shook his head slightly, "Forget it."

This half-said and half-retained sentence would make anyone anxious. Xiao Yixiao leaned on the car body with one hand and stared at him.

"What do you mean by forget it? Who are you trying to drive crazy by saying this? If you have to fart, fart now!"

Meng Yanchen looked calm and calm as he finished off the attack slowly.

"I originally wanted you to ask our General Bao for advice."

He paused, his eyes sweeping over Xiao Yixiao, and said sincerely, "Then I thought, no. After all... a good cook cannot cook without rice."

Xiao Yixiao, "......"

Bao Yifan glanced at Meng Yanchen with disdain.

"You are so mean."

He patted Xiao Yixiao's shoulder, who was confused and hadn't reacted yet, and said earnestly,

"Why not be brothers with someone like you? Why do you have to find someone like this?"

Xiao Yixiao was about to retort when Fan Shengmei and her group came out.

Meng Yanchen immediately went up to her, took the bag from her hand, and asked in a low voice,

"Are you done talking?"

"Um."

Meng Yanchen escorted Fan Shengmei to the car, considerately opened the door, and leaned over to help her fasten her seat belt.

"Does it feel uncomfortable? Does it hurt?"

He looked at her flushed cheeks and slightly drunk but clear eyes and asked with concern.

Fan Shengmei looked at his eyes so close to her, and suddenly reached out to hold his face, and kissed him lightly on the lips.

"Meng Yanchen, you are so nice."

Meng Yanchen was slightly startled, and his eyes were filled with tenderness and love.

The wine tonight fermented her charm. Her little face was flushed and her red lips were filled with seductive moisture, which was charming and dangerous.

Meng Yanchen raised his hand and gently rubbed the top of her head.

"Because you're worth it."

He looked at her satisfied smile, and his heart seemed to be filled with something.

She said softly, "Okay, I'll take you home. You've been drinking today, so go to bed early."

He closed the door, walked around the car and got into the driver's seat.

The car drove smoothly into the night, and in less than five minutes, Fu Wenying called.

He subconsciously glanced at Fan Shengmei next to him and picked up the phone.

I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone.

Meng Yanchen's expression suddenly changed. He hung up the phone, swerved the steering wheel, turned the car around, and sped off in the opposite direction of Ode to Joy.

By the time Fan Shengmei reacted, Meng Yanchen had already pressed her against the door of the large flat in Lumingyuan, her breathing rapidly...