While Lu Zheng, Ming Xiang, and the rest of the company were joking around, Ming Xiang's phone suddenly started ringing.
"Um?"
Mingxiang stared blankly at her phone for a moment.
Because she didn't have an appointment today.
Of course, it could also be an internal phone call from the Ming Group.
After coughing lightly at Lu Zheng, she said, "I'm taking this call, it might be internal to the company."
The number above was an unfamiliar number, and Mingxiang didn't actually know whose it was, but she was afraid that Lu Zheng would misunderstand, so she made an explanation.
Jiang Li'er wanted Lu Zheng to be her dog, but Ming Xiang respected Lu Zheng exceptionally.
That's the biggest difference between them.
Lu Zheng, of course, knew what Ming Xiang was thinking, and chuckled twice: "Okay, wife, it's your phone, it's normal for anyone to call you, you don't need to report to me."
Mingxiang stuck her tongue out at Lu Zheng before answering the phone.
In fact, during this period, Mingxiang had been staying at Lu Zheng's company and had not gone to her company. She had delegated all the decisions and decisions at her company to her assistant.
For important matters, her assistant reports to her, and she makes the decision.
The assistant can easily handle the small matters within the company without her having to say a word.
In this way, things become much easier to resolve.
Moreover, Mingxiang has a very sharp eye, and her assistant handles things with great efficiency, which is very similar to her own style of doing things.
This way, Mingxiang can devote all her energy to the affairs of her and Lu Zheng's company.
The call connected, and Mingxiang asked into the phone, "Hello? Who is this?"
"Haha, old classmate, you're still so polite, and your voice is still so pleasant. Tsk, it's been so many years, you're still just as likable as ever."
Mingxiang was taken aback.
Old classmate?
After a moment's reaction, she realized who the other person was—her junior high school classmate, Li Feibing.
When Mingxiang was in junior high school, Li Feibing was one of his suitors.
However, because Li Feibing was quite capable, quick-witted, and the head of the student council, he had an absurd number of girls pursuing him.
He has never lacked women.
The women around him were all willing to spend time with him.
Even if I am abandoned, I am willing.
Back then, Mingxiang could tell that Li Feibing was an absolute playboy. This kind of person would make girls never forget him, but he was definitely a complete womanizer.
She had no liking for such a person.
In addition, back in junior high school, Mingxiang never thought about dating because she felt that those were just trivial matters and not worth dating at all. Some of the relationships that started in junior high school did last a lifetime, but ultimately, they were few and far between.
Most people don't end up having a lifelong relationship.
For such a man, women are merely toys.
Although Mingxiang remembered him, she had no interest in contacting him at all.
Ming Xiang's expression gradually darkened: "Li Feibing?"
"Hehe, Xiao Xiang, you still remember me?"
"Please call me by my name, we don't know each other very well."
Mingxiang's tone carried a hint of anger.
Generally speaking, she is a businesswoman, and even if she feels somewhat averse to someone being intimate with her now, she usually won't show it so obviously.
She won't make things clear unless the other party goes too far.
Even if the other party says something slightly excessive, she will use subtle hints to warn them.
But it was only hinted at; since everyone was a boss or something, it was best to save face for the other party so that things could continue.
But Mingxiang doesn't have as many restrictions when it comes to Li Feibing, whom she has disliked since childhood; she'll just say what she needs to say.
Clearly, Li Feibing was also taken aback by Ming Xiang's sudden response.
At the same time, Li Feibing felt inexplicably annoyed.
However, thinking about the purpose of his call, he quickly suppressed his anger and said with a smile, "Haha, don't be angry, don't be angry. I didn't mean anything by it. We're junior high school classmates. I'm just calling you that because it's more intimate. If you don't like it, I won't call you that."
"Ms. Mingxiang, is this alright? Oh, by the way, I did have something to say to you today."
"Okay." Mingxiang didn't stand on ceremony at all. "Go ahead, what is it?"
Li Feibing's tone clearly conveyed some anger when he said "Miss Xiang".
It also has a slightly sour taste.
Ming Xiang's answer also surprised Li Feibing.
He believed that a smart woman like Mingxiang would be able to tell.
But what is the intention behind doing this on purpose?
Are you unhappy with him?
Suppressing his anger, he said, "It's like this, our class monitor is organizing a class reunion and hopes that all the junior high school classmates will attend."
"He doesn't have your phone number or contact information, so he asked me to give you a call. Do you have time? If you do, why don't you come and join us?"
Li Feibing, having been a senior executive himself, knew that one couldn't be too hasty in getting someone to come over.
This time he used a hopeful tone, rather than insisting that she participate.
Lu Zheng naturally heard the voice on the phone as well.
Mingxiang glanced at him, then made a gesture before smiling slightly: "Okay, I will definitely participate."
She knew this was a trap set for them.
That's why we should participate.
She wanted to see who had set this trap.
Isn't it strange that a classmate you haven't contacted for years suddenly calls you to say they're going to have a class reunion?
The key point is, she dropped out of school in junior high, okay?
It's obvious to anyone with a brain that these junior high classmates suddenly invited her to a class reunion—it's definitely a conspiracy.
But Mingxiang wasn't intimidated at all.
If you want to play dirty tricks on her, fine, she'll play along.
"Give me the address."
"Tonight, Room 3310, Zhongyuan Industrial City Commercial Building, Baisheng Street."
The commercial building above the Zhongyuan Industrial City is a multi-functional commercial complex.
It contains an arcade, a shopping mall, a karaoke room, and the like.
Mingxiang remembered that there should be a karaoke bar on the 33rd floor, and she had accompanied other bosses there before.
After hanging up the phone, Ming Xiang looked at Lu Zheng, her eyes gradually becoming sharper.
Looking at Lu Zheng, Ming Xiang said, "Lu Zheng, someone has set a trap for us."
Lu Zheng chuckled and said, "Yes, I know that. Otherwise, why would these old classmates suddenly call you after you've been out of school for so many years?"
"But what will they do tonight? Should we send some of our men with them, just in case?"
Lu Zheng chuckled and said, "No need. Don't worry, I'll handle any trouble. I suspect they're mostly setting a trap for me."
These people's real target is almost certainly Lu Zheng.
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