Chapter 279: Quiet Wedding Scene

July 1, 2023, Saturday, auspicious for marriage, sunny, 25~38c.

At 5 o'clock in the morning, the city began to wake up from the quietness of the night.

"Ding-a-ling—"

The soft alarm sound rang.

Tang Song opened his eyes instantly, picked up the phone on the bedside, and turned off the alarm.

When he turned his head back, he happened to meet a pair of charming and lazy eyes.

He couldn't help but show a bright smile on his face, "Morning, Zhuangzhuang."

"Ding-dong—" The phone in his hand vibrated, and the SMS notification sound rang.

"【China Merchants Bank】 Your account ending in 6800 received 6,400.00 yuan on July 01 at 05:00."

Tang Song's mood instantly became a bit better.

Waking up every day to a small amount of money coming in, even though he wasn't short of money, still made him feel stable, solid, and secure.

"Morning." Wen Ruan yawned, her voice carrying the softness unique to the morning, and there was still a bit of sleepy drowsiness on her face.

Her thick brown long hair fell on her exposed skin, looking exceptionally gorgeous.

Tang Song licked his somewhat dry lips, gently held Wen Ruan's peach buttocks behind her, "Zhuangzhuang, call me that again, okay?"

His slender and flexible fingers instantly caused a blush to appear on her face.

Wen Ruan bit her teeth lightly, rolled her pretty eyes, and reached out to push his chest, "Go away! Also, you are not allowed to call me Zhuangzhuang! This is plump and healthy, it has nothing to do with 'zhuang' (sturdy)."

Then, Wen Ruan's eyes flickered, she pinched Tang Song's chin, and said with a cold face, "Come on, little brother, call me sister and let me hear it!"

Last night she was directly hard-controlled by him, causing her to lose all face and feel a bit unable to lift her head in front of him.

Now that she had come to her senses, she had to find her ground back first!

And early in the morning, looking at the naked Tang Song, she really couldn't hold it.

She couldn't help but want to tease this little brother.

It must be said that Tang Song's figure is truly good now.

6 clear and solid abdominal muscles, explosive core muscle groups...

Wen Ruan was originally a bit of a face-control and liked fitness.

Looking at Tang Song's face that poked her sexual preferences, as well as the smooth and tight muscle lines, she really liked him to the extreme.

Tang Song raised his eyebrows, his left hand moved to a position, immediately causing the big sister to let out a low exclamation.

"Zhuangzhuang, you are truly lewd."

"Damn it!" Wen Ruan was annoyed and embarrassed, directly pressing her mature body of over 130 pounds over.

In the room that was slightly bright in the early morning, a burst of laughter and play sounded.

From time to time, it was accompanied by the big sister's threats and Tang Song's teasing.

Washing up, changing clothes, putting on makeup...

When Wen Ruan finished packing her things and came to the bedroom, she happened to run into Tang Song walking out of the walk-in closet.

Seeing the tie in his hand, Wen Ruan raised a gentle smile, "Let me do it."

She paced forward and reached out to take the gray tie.

The soft silk slid across her fingertips, Wen Ruan wrapped the tie around his neck, her fingers flexibly adjusted the length and position, and she tied each knot gently and meticulously.

Soon, the tie was tied.

Wen Ruan took a step back, looking at Tang Song in front of her with a face full of sweetness and happiness.

A height of 184 centimeters, superior body proportions, set off by a straight suit, he appeared tall, straight, and elegant, and also carried the confident calmness unique to the elite class.

So handsome!

She stepped forward again and kissed Tang Song's lips.

Feeling his fresh and pleasant breath, breathing the aura on his body.

After a good while.

Wen Ruan let go of him and said in a sweet voice, "Let's go, handsome boyfriend, we should set off, I'll wait for you to come and pick up the bride in the hotel bridal room."

"Let's go, my girlfriend."

A few minutes later.

The Maybach S680 waiting downstairs opened its doors, the two of them got into the car, and it slowly drove into the main road.

It wasn't even 6 o'clock yet.

There were relatively few vehicles and pedestrians on the street, only some breakfast shops on the roadside had their light signs on, and the whole city appeared a bit quiet.

The sanitation workers responsible for city cleaning had already started to get busy.

On the road, one could see some men, women, old, and young exercising early in the morning from time to time.

The two sat in the back row, quietly appreciating the early morning of the Imperial Capital.

The car first stopped outside a star-rated hotel, Wen Ruan got out of the car and walked quickly toward the main entrance.

Because Zhou Bo and Sun Simin were both from Lu Province and only had a house they just bought here, the location for picking up the bride was set at this hotel nearby.

Including the wedding banquet at noon, it was also here.

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Booking the whole thing was 60,000 yuan; for the Imperial Capital, the cost-performance ratio was already considered quite good.

As the main bridesmaid, Wen Ruan's task today was heavy.

Besides putting on makeup and changing into the bridesmaid dress, she also had to cooperate with the makeup artist to assist the bride with makeup, take some morning robe photos, play some games with the sisters, and shoot recording videos...

Watching the big sister's figure disappear.

Tang Song said something to the driver and set off for Fuyuanli Residential Area.

Outside the main entrance of Unit 2, Building 13, an arch had already been blown up, a red carpet had been laid, and various festive stickers had been pasted, and there were also some flowers and signs around.

Walking up the somewhat dilapidated stairs to the 4th floor.

"Ding-dong—ding-dong—" Tang Song pressed the electronic doorbell.

Soon, the brown anti-theft door was pulled open.

The room was full of joy and filled with a warm atmosphere.

Zhou Bo, who had already put on a suit, had a face full of enthusiastic smiles, "President Tang, you're here, come in and sit."

Behind him were a pair of somewhat uneasy old people.

Tang Song enthusiastically patted Zhou Bo's shoulder, "As expected of the groom, so handsome!"

"Hehe, alright. By the way, these are my parents," Zhou Bo hurriedly introduced, "Dad, Mom, this is Tang Song, the boss of our company, Simin's classmate's boyfriend."

"Hello, Uncle, Aunt, very happy to meet you."

"Hello, hello! Come in and sit, Old Zhou, go pour tea for President Tang quickly."

"Aunt, you don't need to be so polite, today is Brother Bo's big day, you can just call me by my name. And I am the best man, I'm here to do work, how can I let you entertain me."

The group chatted enthusiastically for a while.

Tang Song began to get busy.

Helping to count the small red envelopes for picking up the bride, preparing props, cooperating with the photographer to record, eating breakfast...

This was his first time being a best man, and he felt exceptionally novel and interesting.

7:30 in the morning.

The group took the wedding cars and set off for the hotel to pick up the bride.

Chaoyang District, Dongba Jiayuan Residential Area.

"Old Zhao, hurry up and get up to eat, we have to send the girl to the dance class later!" The wife pushed open the bedroom door and shouted.

Coming to the window, she pulled open the curtains.

Bright sunlight instantly spilled over the whole room.

Zhao Mingying reached out to block the dazzling sunlight and sat up from the bed, his expression a bit wooden.

"I'm talking to you! Did you hear me!" The wife came to the bedside and began to fold the quilt.

"Hmm, I know." Zhao Mingying nodded and looked at his phone.

Standing up from the bed, he came to the living room.

"Good morning, Daddy!" Daughter Tiantian was holding a paintbrush, painting graffiti.

"Morning, Tiantian." Zhao Mingying sat down at the dining table.

On the table was pumpkin porridge boiled by his wife early in the morning, steamed meat buns, and a plate of small pickles.

Zhao Mingying ate the steaming breakfast, but his heart was extremely annoyed.

Just yesterday, a human resources supervisor from the company found him.

The public relations and events department he was in was going to carry out organizational structure optimization to improve operational efficiency and reduce management costs.

The original media relations operations would be taken over by the media operations department of other business divisions.

And Zhao Mingying, as the supervisor of the public relations and events department and media relations group, bore the brunt and became the "management cost" to be reduced.

However, it was still under discussion, saying they wanted him to be mentally prepared first.

What you fear is what comes!

For this day, he had a premonition long ago, so he worked overtime until 9 o'clock every day, took the initiative to go on business trips, and was cautious in every aspect.

As a media group, Xingyun International has factions within it, and conflicts and contradictions have always existed.

For example, the public relations and events department, with the slowdown in business growth, the leaders always want to find ways to reduce costs.

Although he took the initiative to propose a salary reduction, human resources still expressed regret.

At 36 years old this year, he had been in the company for 10 years.

Because he joined the company early, they didn't check academic qualifications at that time, so he was just an ordinary junior college student.

And because his salary increased every year, and he was barely considered management, his labor cost was currently very prominent.

It was truly a case of having all the debuffs stacked.

That leader, who was several years younger than him, naturally took him as the first target.

Touching his smooth forehead, thinking of his current situation, Zhao Mingying felt exceptionally uncomfortable in his heart.

"Ta-ta-ta—" The wife finished tidying the room and walked out, sitting next to her daughter, and suddenly said: "Old Zhao, our girl has been especially fond of drawing recently, I want to sign her up for a class."

"How much money?" Zhao Mingying raised his head.

"6,800 yuan, many of the girl's classmates have signed up, this way they can also have common topics."

"Oh, then sign her up."

"Also, my mother is having surgery next month; although there is reimbursement from resident medical insurance, it will also cost a lot of money. They don't have a pension, we have to pay some money, how much do you think is appropriate?"

"You just look at it and decide."

Zhao Mingying lowered his head, silently calculating the family's savings.

Fortunately, he bought the house early; at that time, the unit price of the residential area was only 25,000, and later he also repaid several loans in advance, and now the monthly mortgage is less than 7,000.

However, his wife is just an ordinary accountant, and her salary is very low.

Reaching middle age, facing unemployment, the stable life is broken.

Children, elderly, mortgage, life...

Pressures from all aspects hit him.

He must find a job as soon as possible.

Picking up his phone, opening WeChat, scrolling through his contacts for a while, thinking about whether there is any person he can rely on to help him.

Working all these years, he has also gotten to know many friends, and some of them have even become company executives.

If he thickens his face to contact them slowly, finding a job to make a living shouldn't be difficult.

However, the treatment definitely won't compare to Xingyun International Group, and it won't be stable either.

Sighing, Zhao Mingying opened his Moments, and while eating, he began to scroll through them.

Soon, several festive and red photos came into view.

【Wen Ruan: "The most beautiful moment, the best of us, happy wedding, my girl!"】

Below was a set of 9 group photos taken in the hotel bridal room.

In the center was the bride Sun Simin, and beside her were several other girls.

The most eye-catching one was undoubtedly Wen Ruan.

Zhao Mingying patted his forehead; only then did he remember that he had to attend Sun Simin's wedding at noon.

The notification yesterday was truly too sudden, making him forget about this matter.

There are red envelopes at home, but the cash might not be enough, so he has to go to the bank.

Looking at Wen Ruan's photo, Zhao Mingying shook his head with a bitter smile.

It's also quite ironic to say that he just helped someone with an internal referral a few days ago, and he himself is about to be optimized directly.

As for going to Vice President Ji Ji Qiu Yu to walk through the back door, he didn't even think about it.

The two of them just stayed in the same department when they joined the company back then, added each other's contact information, and could barely say a few words.

The reason he was able to help Wen Ruan with an internal referral to President Ji was because he saw the recruitment notice posted in the other party's Moments, which was considered President Ji's active request for internal referrals.

In his current situation, going to find the other party is truly overestimating his own strength.

Shaking his head, Zhao Mingying commented under this dynamic: "Congratulations to Simin on her big wedding! The bride is very beautiful, and the bridesmaid is also very beautiful!"

In the celebratory hotel suite.

Wen Ruan held the answer card and said loudly, "Please state the bride's lunar birthday!"

"June 9th!"

"Please state ten advantages of the bride!"

"Virtuous, intelligent, beautiful, good at cooking... uh... let me think..."

Amidst a burst of booing, Zhou Bo's face turned red with anxiety.

"Where are the shoes?"

"Not in the cabinet!" "Not in the bedside table either! Look under the bed!"

"They are on the air conditioner! Brother Bo! Go get them! We'll lift you up!"

Getting the shoes, Zhou Bo tidied up his somewhat messy clothes, knelt on one knee, and put them on Sun Simin.

Then he took the bouquet handed over by Tang Song and said loudly with excitement, "Sun Simin, I love you, thousands of words only amount to one sentence, marry me!"

Taking the bouquet, the two hugged and kissed.

Cheers and applause instantly exploded in the room.

Tang Song, standing in the crowd, looked at Wen Ruan; she was looking at the newlywed couple hugging, her eyes full of tears.

After picking up the bride and returning to the new house in Fuyuanli.

Serving tea, taking photos, entertaining...

After a set of procedures was completed, they set off for the hotel banquet hall.

11 o'clock in the morning.

The wedding was about to begin, and guests arrived one after another.

A black Buick Regal parked in the hotel's underground parking lot.

Zhao Mingying locked the car, patted the trouser pocket containing his wallet, and paced toward the elevator lobby.

He, Sun Simin, and Wen Ruan were all in the same department before, and they all had a very good relationship with each other.

At the very beginning, he was still the leader of the two.

Later, with the holding of Tang Zong Entertainment, the company's internal organizational structure was adjusted, and multiple business divisions were established, which led to them being dispersed into different departments.

Now, several years later, he is still marking time.

Sun Simin has been promoted to planning supervisor, and her rank is the same as his.

In the final analysis, it was because he suffered from not having an academic degree.

In the increasingly formal Xingyun International today, he is the first batch of old employees to be eliminated.

Outside the entrance of the first-floor banquet hall.

The reception and sign-in area was a lively red, and the wedding photos of the newlyweds were also placed beside it.

A big smile appeared on Zhao Mingying's face, and he walked over quickly, "Simin, congratulations, happy wedding!"

"Thanks, Old Zhao!" Sun Simin was wearing a beautiful reception dress, and she reached out with joy, "Hand over the red envelope!"

"Hahaha, here it comes!" Zhao Mingying took out a red envelope from his trouser pocket and placed it on the long table, with "Eternal knot, hundred years of harmony" written on it in gold font.

Because the relationship was good, his red envelope had a certain thickness, taking an auspicious number, 888 yuan.

After chatting with the bride and groom for a few sentences.

Zhao Mingying waved to several people beside him, "The two bridesmaids are truly beautiful today, they are almost stealing the bride's limelight."

Su Keke said sweetly, "Hello, Brother Zhao."

Wen Ruan held Wang Jiao's hand and smiled, "Old Zhao, you finally arrived."

The three former old colleagues stood together and chatted for less than two sentences.

Another sound of footsteps came from beside them, accompanied by enthusiastic congratulations.

"Happy wedding!" "Happy wedding! Here is your red envelope!"...

Zhao Mingying turned his head; it was more than a dozen employees from the company's creative planning department, men and women, all colleagues from Sun Simin's department.

After gathering together and being lively for a while.

These colleagues all cast their gazes toward Wen Ruan who was standing beside them.

"Wen Ruan, long time no see." "Wen Ruan."

"Welcome everyone to attend Simin's wedding!" Facing these former old colleagues, Wen Ruan appeared very calm, "Let's go, comrades, I'll take you to your seats."

Immediately, the group followed and walked into the spacious and bright banquet hall.

The whole venue was decorated beautifully with white gauze, balloons, confetti, and lighting.

Soft music flowed in the air.

Because those attending today were all classmates and colleagues of both sides, there weren't many seats.

There were 5 or 6 tables on the left and right, placed very loosely.

Separated by a T-shaped stage in the middle, with red carpet and rose petals laid on it.

After arriving at the female side's relative and friend area and arranging for everyone to sit down.

A male colleague who arrived early stood up and asked with concern, "Wen Ruan, I heard you went for an interview at the media operations business division, how did it go?"

As soon as the words fell, it instantly caused one gaze after another to gather over.

The male colleagues looked at the mature and sexy Wen Ruan, and their gazes became enthusiastic.

Wen Ruan was a very popular big beauty in their business division back then.

Meeting again now, her style was no less than it was back then.

"I heard from Jiaxuan a few days ago that you wanted to return to Xingyun International."

"I heard it was Old Zhao who gave you an internal referral; are you going to continue doing planning at the Yancheng branch? Management position?"

"The Yancheng branch is responsible by our President Ji, and the early supervisor leaders were all sent from the general company; it's very difficult to directly enter a management position."

Wen Ruan pursed her lips tightly, her tone complex, "I haven't seen President Ji yet, the specific result is not clear yet."

"Come on!" "Welcome back to the big family of Xingyun International early."

Looking at this once dazzling female colleague, many people felt a bit emotional.

Wen Ruan happened to catch up with a good time back then.

Joining in 2015, in 2017 Xingyun International was invested in by Tang Zong Entertainment, the company began to develop rapidly, and employee benefits rose with the tide.

She didn't expect that she would suddenly resign later.

Now at 30 years old, wanting to return to the company to start over, she still didn't know what the result would be.

Zhao Mingying sighed, couldn't help but think of the fact that he was about to be laid off.

In such a complex large group, wanting to live comfortably is truly too difficult.

"Wen Ruan, actually, just like Jiaxuan said, you can go find President Zhang." A female colleague smiled and opened her mouth, "He is now the general manager of the International Cooperation Department, and can be considered a senior executive of our group; he can definitely help you."

Hearing her words, the expressions of the surrounding colleagues became a bit strange.

Regarding the "Yellow Rumor Incident" between Wen Ruan and Zhang Zihang, many of them were eyewitnesses.

Even if they hadn't seen the scene where Zhang Zihang's wife scolded Wen Ruan on the spot, they had all heard about it, and even seen video clips.

They also knew that was Wen Ruan's most embarrassing experience, and it was precisely because of this reason that she left Xingyun International.

Now that Pan Huihui was exposing someone's scar to their face, it was somewhat embarrassing.

Wen Ruan didn't pay attention to her; today was her best friend's wedding, and she didn't want to affect the lively and festive atmosphere.

During those 5 years at Xingyun International, although she made many friends, she might have also inadvertently offended some idiots.

For example, this Pan Huihui, who was also a former colleague in the digital marketing department.

According to what she knew, the other party now had a very good relationship with Li Jiaxuan.

"Hello everyone, what are you chatting about? Huihui, I heard it, you seemed to mention my name just now; could it be that you were secretly speaking ill of me?" A soft and playful female voice sounded.

The crowd turned their heads and saw Li Jiaxuan and Zhang Zihang walking over, and behind them, followed the bridesmaid Su Keke.

"President Zhang!" "President Zhang! You're here!" "Jiaxuan! You're so beautiful today!"

Colleagues stood up one after another to greet them.

Immediately after, they couldn't help but look at Wen Ruan who was standing aside.

As a senior management personnel of the company, it was quite unbelievable that Zhang Zihang could come to attend the wedding of a small employee like Sun Simin.

The reason for this could only be because of Wen Ruan.

Many female colleagues couldn't help but flash a trace of jealousy in their eyes.

As the only son of company director Zhang Chaoming, Zhang Zihang is basically the designated future successor, and his future is limitless.

Zhang Zihang said in a relaxed tone, "Everyone sit down, today we are all guests attending the wedding, no need to be so restrained."

Zhang Zihang, 35 years old this year, has a refined and easygoing appearance, and a well-proportioned figure.

He has a pair of gray half-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, his hair is neatly combed to one side, and there is a calm and composed temperament on his body.

He is a very charming man.

Hearing his words, everyone sat down with smiles and said a few pleasantries.

Zhang Zihang took a deep breath, turned around, and looked straight at Wen Ruan's direction, smiling, "Long time no see."

3 years have passed, she is still so pleasing to the eye, and she has added a lot of charm precipitated by time.

Like a cup of aged fine wine, refreshing the heart and spleen.

"President Zhang, please sit!" Wen Ruan didn't show any emotion on her face, politely pointing to an empty table in the front.

"Thanks, Sister Wen Ruan." Li Jiaxuan, who was wearing a light and elegant long dress, smiled and took the initiative to pull Zhang Zihang's arm, about to walk toward the seat.

However, Zhang Zihang beside her didn't move.

After a moment of silence, Zhang Zihang paced to Wen Ruan, "Wen Ruan, I came here this time mainly to offer you an olive branch. You were the most outstanding employee in our digital marketing department before, and I still appreciate you very much. I recommended you to President Xie and want to invite you to serve as the director of the digital marketing department."

Hearing this, the surroundings gradually quieted down, and everyone stared wide-eyed in surprise.

Li Jiaxuan, who was standing aside, had a pale face, and intense jealousy and resentment surged in her heart.

She had worked hard for so many years, chased Zhang Zihang for so long, and even slept with him several times.

But in the end, he still didn't have her in his eyes.

The director position she had longed for still belonged to Wen Ruan!

If Wen Ruan took the position, she would probably be kicked out immediately.

Wen Ruan's eyes flickered, her brows furrowed, and her heart was full of doubts.

Wasn't it President Ji? How did it become President Xie again? What on earth is going on?

Looking at the silent Wen Ruan, Zhang Zihang stepped forward again.

His tone was calm, "I'm very sorry, because of my personal reasons before, I caused you a very bad influence.

Now I have been transferred from the subsidiary back to the headquarters, and I hope you can also return.

There is no need to care about many things; as long as you become strong enough, then no one will dare to slander you."

After speaking, his gaze swept over each colleague.

In fact, as one of the parties involved, because of his special status.

Basically, all the storms were directed at Wen Ruan.

He came today to give the other party some promises, and by the way, to support her.

Of course, he also truly liked this female colleague.

The other party is intelligent, kind, emotionally stable, and sexy; she is a very ideal candidate for a wife.

Now that both are unmarried, it's not impossible to try to walk together.

Colleagues cast complex gazes at Wen Ruan one after another.

The President Xie that Zhang Zihang mentioned is Vice President Xie Wenbin in charge of marketing, a true senior executive of the group.

Now as long as Wen Ruan nods, she can immediately become a mid-level manager of the company.

Leaving these people behind.

Pan Huihui, who had come to her senses, trembled, her face bloodless; she was an employee of the digital marketing department.

If Wen Ruan became her leader, she would probably be optimized immediately.

Zhao Mingying swallowed his saliva, feeling bitter in his heart.

The encounters of people really cannot be compared.

However, he was relieved again.

With Wen Ruan's ability and achievements, if that incident hadn't happened, she would have had a great chance to sit in the position of director of the digital marketing department.

Now it's just returning to her original trajectory.

Looking at it this way, this President Zhang is still quite sentimental.

"Sorry, President Zhang." Looking at Zhang Zihang in front of her, Wen Ruan moved aside and said in a low voice, "I don't have any thoughts of returning to work at the headquarters, I can only let down your kindness."

Hearing this.

Li Jiaxuan and Pan Huihui breathed a sigh of relief instantly, feeling relieved.

Others were full of disbelief.

Director of the digital marketing department, a position with an annual salary of several hundred thousand, just gave it up!?

Zhao Mingying opened his mouth, just about to persuade her a few words.

Li Jiaxuan held Zhang Zihang's arm again, "President Zhang, Sister Wen Ruan has her own plans, she has always been a very independent woman, I think you should respect her choice."

Zhang Zihang calmly broke free from her arm.

His tone was firm and confident, "No need to rush to give me an answer, you can consider it slowly, my promise is always valid."

Feeling Zhang Zihang's attitude, Li Jiaxuan lowered her head, bit her lower lip hard, and tried hard to suppress her emotions.

In the bright hall, soft music was still flowing, but everyone's mind was disturbed by this sudden news.

Just at this moment, a clear and magnetic voice sounded: "Ruanruan, what's wrong?"

Accompanied by crisp footsteps, Tang Song, holding a long-tube confetti cannon, walked over.

His suit was straight, his features were handsome, and he was wearing a "Best Man" name tag on his chest.

Under his high-bridged nose, his lips were clearly defined, and the slightly raised corners of his mouth seemed to carry a faint smile.

He stood calmly beside Wen Ruan, his eyes deep and calm, and his body was full of thick abstinence and elite temperament.

His appearance perfectly interpreted the word "outstanding."

It was like a young and promising company president walking out of a workplace drama.

Tang Song's gaze swept over the crowd, he held the two confetti cannons in his left hand, and his right hand naturally wrapped around Wen Ruan's tight waist.

Everyone was stunned, looking at this boy who had suddenly appeared in surprise.

"Nothing, just chatting with former colleagues, is your business finished?" Wen Ruan leaned her head toward him gently, a smile appearing on her face uncontrollably.

"Hmm, the details have all been checked, the wedding process in a while will definitely be no problem."

Looking at the intimate actions of the two, the others instantly understood.

Wen Ruan's boyfriend!

Li Jiaxuan's gaze flickered, looking at the two and smiling, "Sister Wen Ruan, is this your boyfriend? So handsome!"

She is not a face-control, although the other party is indeed handsome and has temperament, compared to Zhang Zihang, the son of the group director, the weight naturally differs a lot.

And this handsome guy came at a really good time, just enough to extinguish Zhang Zihang's thoughts.

It would be best if he were angry and completely broke up with Wen Ruan.

Looking at Tang Song's side profile, Wen Ruan said, "He is indeed my boyfriend."

In an instant, whispers of discussion arose.

Zhao Mingying in the crowd pinched his thigh.

"Hiss~" A clear pain came.

Not seeing things! Not dreaming! Good heavens! It really is him!

Although he hadn't communicated with the other party, he had a deep memory of this boy.

At that time, the other party walked into the concert backstage with Mo Xiang Wan of Tang Zong Entertainment, and the momentum was terrifying.

When arranging work backstage, their big department leader Zhao Siya called the other party "President Tang," with an extremely respectful attitude.

This is a true big shot, a big shot on par with Mo Xiang Wan.

Even more awesome than their group CEO!

Looking at Wen Ruan standing intimately with him.

Zhao Mingying shivered violently, his brain rumbling like a roller coaster.

A flush of excitement gradually surged on his face.

Zhang Zihang's promise only allowed Wen Ruan to return to the position that belonged to her.

But Wen Ruan has such a boyfriend, as long as she lets that President Mo of Tang Zong Entertainment say a word.

Forget about the director of the digital marketing department, even the position of general manager of the business division could be taken!

Soon, Zhao Mingying realized an even more important point.

Fortunately, he went to Yancheng, and this time he helped Wen Ruan with an internal referral, which could be considered as consolidating the feelings of both sides.

I didn't expect that at 36 years old, I finally ushered in a turning point in my life!

Zhang Zihang's gaze gradually became sharp, and he wasn't too surprised in his heart.

With Wen Ruan's charm, it was normal to have a boyfriend.

Looking at the two who were about to confront each other, a group of people couldn't help but secretly make a comparison.

They had to admit that Wen Ruan's boyfriend's appearance and temperament were truly outstanding, and he was young and handsome.

But President Zhang's appearance wasn't bad either, his father is a director of Xingyun International, and he himself is also a company executive.

From this aspect, President Zhang was still more awesome.

After pondering for a moment, Zhang Zihang looked at Tang Song opposite him and took the initiative to reach out, "Hello, I am..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a loud, excited voice.

"Hello, President Tang! I didn't expect to run into you here, and I didn't expect you to be Wen Ruan's boyfriend!"

Zhao Mingying directly inserted himself between the two, blocking Zhang Zihang behind him, his face red and ears red, "I am Wen Ruan's long-time friend and colleague, Zhao Mingying. I haven't heard Wen Ruan mention you before, I was really startled just now, hahaha."

Zhao Mingying's reckless appearance and the tone of his speech stunned the colleagues present for a time.

Zhang Zihang's face darkened, and his expression became serious.

Wen Ruan was confused, "Tang Song, do you know Old Zhao?"

Tang Song looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and smiled awkwardly.

God knows where this Old Zhao popped out from; he had absolutely no impression!

Zhao Mingying said excitedly, "President Tang might not remember, but before, backstage at the concert, when you and President Mo came over, I was at the scene."

"So that's how it is, hello Old Zhao." Tang Song smiled and shook hands with him, gradually understanding in his heart.

For Su Yu's concert, the one responsible for publicity planning and media public relations was Xingyun International.

At that time, there were quite a few of their employees backstage, so it was reasonable for them to know him.

"Hello, hello!" Holding Tang Song's hand, Zhao Mingying was radiant, his heart thumping wildly.

It felt like finding the feeling of first love.

Listening to the conversation between the two, the surrounding colleagues became more and more confused.

This boyfriend of Wen Ruan seems a bit awesome! What's his background?

Li Jiaxuan's eyes twitched, and she said softly, "Brother Zhao, who is the President Mo you mentioned? Is it President Mo from our group's legal department?"

Zhao Mingying bared his teeth and smiled, "Of course not, it's President Mo of Tang Zong Entertainment!"

"Tang Zong Entertainment!?"

"President Mo... Mo Mo Mo..."

"President Mo!?"

In an instant, bursts of exclamations sounded.

Zhang Zihang's lips trembled, and for a time he didn't know what to say.

A male colleague raised his hand and said with difficulty, "Old Zhao, stop joking, okay?"

"Yeah, this... are you deliberately scaring us?"

"Is it a small program arranged for the wedding?"

As the holding company of Xingyun International, they naturally all knew Tang Zong Entertainment very well.

President Mo Xiang Wan is even more famous, often appearing in financial, fashion, and entertainment news.

Such a big shot is a completely unrelated species from them.

Hearing Old Zhao's words, Wen Ruan, who was standing beside Tang Song, stiffened, and the guitarist from the Su Yu concert scene on June 20th suddenly popped into her brain.

Tang Song... Mo Xiang Wan... Su Yu?

No wonder he had a VIP invitation to the concert.

Then what is the relationship between them?

Su Yu...

Zhao Mingying licked his somewhat dry lips, just wanting to say something to explain.

He heard a chaotic sound of footsteps behind him, accompanied by the collision of tables and chairs.

Immediately after, all the surrounding colleagues stood up smoothly.

Tense and respectful shouts sounded one after another.

"President Ji!" "President Ji!"

Zhao Mingying turned around and saw the vigorous and resolute group vice president, Ji Ji Qiu Yu.

Behind her followed the protagonists of this wedding, Sun Simin and Zhou Bo, as well as some colleagues from the company.

Everyone was crowded around Ji Ji Qiu Yu, their expressions excited yet nervous and uneasy.

Zhang Zihang was stunned and hurriedly followed to greet, "President Ji!"

Also a senior management, Ji Ji Qiu Yu's weight is completely different from his; this is a true group big shot, a powerful vice president in charge of media business, with the support of directors representing Tang Zong Entertainment behind her.

Even his father, who is a director, has to give the other party face.

Ji Ji Qiu Yu greeted everyone calmly and paced into the middle of the crowd.

Seeing Tang Song beside Wen Ruan, her eyes trembled.

Suppressing her surprise and uneasiness, a brilliant smile instantly appeared on her indifferent and cold face.

She took the initiative to step forward and reach out, "Hello, President Tang! I didn't expect you to come to this wedding! I am Ji Ji Qiu Yu, Vice President of Xingyun International! President Mo mentioned you to me before; this is our first official meeting, very happy to meet you!"

In an instant, the surroundings became exceptionally quiet.

"Hello, President Ji." Tang Song pursed his lips and shook hands with her lightly.

What's going on today, it seems everyone knows him.

Ji Ji Qiu Yu let go of her right hand, turned her head to look at Wen Ruan beside her, and said with a smile, "Hello Wen Ruan, yesterday was truly a coincidence, we just happened to miss each other. Today I came specially to attend Simin's wedding, just wanting to chat with you personally about your position and express the company's sincerity."

Wen Ruan's expression stiffened, and she exerted force subconsciously while holding Ji Ji Qiu Yu's hand. ===== CHAPTER 280 =====

"Hello, President Ji." Tang Song pursed his lips and shook her hand gently.

What's going on today? It seems like everyone knows him.

Ji Ji Qiu Yu released her right hand, turned to look at Wen Ruan beside her, and said with a smile: "Hello, Wen Ruan. It was really a coincidence yesterday; we just missed each other. I came here today specifically to attend Simin's wedding, just to chat with you in person about your position and show the company's sincerity."

Wen Ruan raised her head, her tone complex and hard to fathom: "Thank you, President Ji."

"Hehe." Ji Ji Qiu Yu shook hands with Wen Ruan again, her tone gentle: "We'll chat about the specific details at the wedding banquet later. I can give you a bottom line in advance: the company leaders hope you will come to serve as the person in charge of the Yancheng subsidiary. Of course, if you have other ideas, you can also bring them up, and we will consider them carefully."

The expression on Wen Ruan's face stiffened, and she subconsciously tightened her grip on Ji Ji Qiu Yu's hand.