The elegant violin music continued in the luxurious banquet hall. Waiters in black vests shuttled around. People held high-footed champagne glasses and clinked glasses. The atmosphere was elegant and light.

Except for Ling Wenzhi's uncle and nephew who were standing at the stairs.

Special Assistant Shen no longer had the gentle and polite manner he had two minutes ago. He now looked exactly like the image that the outside world had spread about him, that he was impartial and unmoved by anything. He raised his hand expressionlessly and adjusted his glasses.

He tightened his lips and looked at Ling Wenzhi: "Boss Ling, you have overstepped your boundaries."

The words, neither light nor heavy, came down, implying a warning, making people subconsciously feel panic in their chest for a moment.

“…”

After Special Assistant Shen finished speaking, he ignored the embarrassed looks on the three people's faces, turned around and stepped onto the Roman-style spiral staircase behind him.

…

The banquet hall is on the second floor.

Special Assistant Shen walked around the guests, greeting and smiling, and came to the terrace.

The newly opened hotel has an excellent location, with an open large-floor terrace facing the river view of Jiangcheng. When night falls, it is as prosperous as a crystal chandelier, dazzling and gorgeous.

Apart from the Sheng family, no one else in Jiangcheng could be so courageous as to be able to acquire such a large piece of land and then build a high-rise building. When Mr. Sheng was busy establishing himself in Beijing, Mr. Sheng was already a leader in Jiangcheng. Although he is not as powerful as his younger brother, Mr. Sheng, the Sheng family plays an important role in Jiangcheng.

Special Assistant Shen found the right moment and saw Director Sheng coming out from among several newly appointed officials. He stepped forward at the right time and nodded slightly to remind him that the banquet was about to start.

"Um."

The middle-aged man had a serious face and a sharp expression. Even though his temples had turned silver, the aura of a superior was still compelling and oppressive. He buttoned up his suit and handed his dead cell phone to his special assistant beside him.

Special Assistant Shen took it with his eyes lowered, and after watching Director Sheng leave, he went to ask the hotel waiter for a charger, and then went to an empty room in the hotel's office building to plug in the phone.

The screen lit up, displaying a manually set photo screensaver.

The Mr. Sheng on the wallpaper still has a head full of black hair, and he is completely different from the Mr. Sheng in the eyes of outsiders, because he is talking and laughing, and holding a little baby in his arms.

The little girl was wearing an exquisite red princess dress with a bow, white socks and leather shoes on her feet, and her tiny body was sitting on Director Sheng's arm. She had a lace headband on her head, and her almond eyes were innocent and bright, with soft and long eyelashes. She was so cute that anyone would melt at the sight of her for just one more second.

Director Sheng looked at the camera and smiled until his eyes were almost narrowed into slits, which showed how happy he was at that time. Next to Director Sheng was a woman who also smiled gently and had an elegant temperament. This was Director Sheng's wife.

Judging from the background, the photo was taken in the sunny garden of the villa. The sun is warm and the flowers are blooming behind. You can feel the oncoming happiness through the screen.

People who don’t know the situation would think this is a happy family of three.

But Special Assistant Shen knew that the person in Mr. Sheng's arms was his niece. Mr. Sheng had only one son, and this "only son" was actually in this photo.

Look carefully to the lower right corner, at Mr. Sheng's feet, on the ground grass, there is a man covered in mud, looking like a little beggar who grew up picking up garbage. He is Mr. Sheng's son - Sheng Qi.

Special Assistant Shen joined Sheng Corporation right after graduation and stayed with President Sheng for several years.

That Ling Wenzhi is really ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth, and has no idea of ​​his own life or death. He even dares to set his sights on Miss Sheng.

…

At this time, Ling Wenzhi downstairs had no idea that he had just painstakingly found a way to climb up. In his opinion, this insignificant and harmless move directly strangled the long-term cooperation between his company and Jiangcheng Shengshi in the cradle without any room for maneuver.

Ling Ting had never encountered such a situation in such an occasion. The simple-minded Ling Ting did not react for a long time. She did not understand why Special Assistant Shen suddenly turned cold and turned away without mercy when everyone was talking nicely and chatting happily.

Only Ling Wenzhi and Ling Lan noticed something was wrong. They repeatedly thought about what they had just said, but could not find anything wrong. They just mentioned Miss Sheng, which was nothing.

But their intuition told them that they seemed to have touched something that they shouldn't have touched.

Unable to figure it out, Ling Wenzhi waved his hand and decided not to bother about it. Although he felt sorry for not succeeding, since he had entered such an occasion, there would naturally be many opportunities.

After he told the two sisters Ling Lan not to run around and talk nonsense, and to just stay somewhere quiet, he took the initiative to look for people to chat and socialize with.

…

Ling Ting couldn't wait to go shopping by herself, so she pulled her sister to a sofa near the dining table and brought two glasses of red wine.

Ling Lan had been standing for quite a long time and her calves were sore. She looked around to make sure that not many people were paying attention to her and that she would not lose her image, then she carefully lifted the hem of her skirt and sat on the sofa.

She took the glass of red wine handed to her by her sister, and then glanced at the red wine bottle on the buffet table. She recognized the English name on the bottle. It was not the name of a red wine brand, but the name of a large foreign winery.

The brewing process is entirely manual, with limited output each year. The price of a single bottle is above three five-digit numbers, and the older the year, the more expensive it is. The red wine with this label is stacked into beautiful wine towers, with dozens of them placed on the table for people to enjoy at will.

But with so many people coming and going in front of the buffet table, not one of them was staring at it with curious eyes like they were, like frogs in a well who had never seen the world. Perhaps things like this had long been commonplace in these people's world and were not worth treasuring.

“…”

Ling Ting naturally knew that she shouldn't lose her composure in such occasions, but she still wanted to take out her phone to secretly take a couple of photos and post them on her Moments later.

But almost at the moment the camera was turned on, two waiters appeared from nowhere, walked up to Ling Ting and signaled her not to take pictures.

The waiter was wearing a black vest and had a smile on his face. He didn't say a single harsh word, but he still attracted vague glances from people around him.

It was as if they were seeing someone behaving so offensively for the first time, and they looked at them as if they were aliens.

He looked at them with disdain, surprise and doubt, wondering if they were suspicious people who had sneaked in without an invitation.

"Xiaoting!"

Ling Lan's face was burning hot, and she quickly shouted at Ling Ting to put away her phone! (End of this chapter)