Chapter: 8218

Yan Xuan's expression moved slightly, his heart was pounding, and he said: "Well, Qiang Shao, no one seems to know Qiang Shao at our party on the third floor. If you want to go, you can use my friend's name. This, It should be fine."

He dared to say a word.

As a result, Rong Qiang's eyes lit up: "Sister Mengmeng, it seems to be ok."

"Then don't scare others." Mengmeng thought for a while and said, "I still have to work in Xinhua Company for a while."

"Sure, I promise, I will never talk nonsense, and I will be satisfied with you for a while."

Rong Qiang felt comfortable, and patted Yan Xuan's arm: "What's your name?"

"I, my name is Yan Xuan, and I am the manager of the marketing department of Xinhua Company."

"It's just a small experience? Brother, you are underestimated." Rong Qiang chatted.

He didn't mind asking Yan Xuan in front of him to mention it.

"Unyielding talent, unyielding talent, still in training." Yan Xuan said dryly.

"What did I say? Don't put on airs." Mengmeng rolled her eyes.

"I don't have one." Rong Qiang looked aggrieved: "I just want to thank this brother."

"Yes Yes Yes."

Yan Xuan didn't dare to say anything, he looked at Mengmeng, and didn't know what to call for a while: "Uh, uh, Zhang, Zhang Yumeng, the celebration party on the third floor, is it developing normally?"

"What are you asking me for?"

Mengmeng was tired and touched her forehead.

"Just do it normally, do what you want, don't treat it specially." Rong Qiang said immediately.

"Okay okay."

Yan Xuan felt thirsty because he had sweated too much just now, and when he got on the elevator, he fell silent and adjusted his emotions.

When returning to the private room on the third floor.

"Papa papa!"

Yan Xuan laughed and said: "Brothers, everyone has worked hard recently, and today we will not return if we are not drunk."

The atmosphere is normal.

Rong Qiang's arrival did not provoke any surprise.

After all, ordinary employees are in two circles with him, and they still can't get in touch.

Emperor's Hall on the fifth floor.

Zhao Jinnan's hands and face were numb, and he sat on the ground, a little dazed.

None of the others dared to speak, they all watched quietly from a distance.

On the other end, Ma Shao, who was about the same level as Qiang Shao, was silent for a moment, then he suddenly remembered:

"Fuck!"