My Cold And Beautiful Wife Chapter 939

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0939

Compared to the daytime, the Eastern Capital Silver Seat was much more lively.

Under Wei Ming's lead, Ye Fan and Feng Yueying walked into a high-end nightclub.

Before he even entered, he could already hear the hubbub of voices from inside. The sound waves were extremely strong and the atmosphere was very warm.

"What's going on inside? "Are all the nightclubs in Fusang like that?" Feng Yueying asked curiously.

Wei Ming smiled and turned around, saying, "Director Feng, we came out to play today, and it just so happens to be a good show. Our company sponsored 'The Silver Queen Election Compet.i.tion', which is an exhibition match today, let's go watch it together!

I've already told them that the vice president of the corporation's headquarters is personally inspecting it. The partners all attach great importance to it and look forward to meeting you! "

"The female PR compet.i.tion you were talking about?" Feng Yueying remembered.

Some of the clubs and nightclubs on the side of Fusang had women who specialized in alcohol and public relations. They were also official jobs that were recognized by the government.

Wei Ming nodded, "That's right. Our brocade provides them with clothing, cosmetics, and a certain amount of funds. The organizers of their compet.i.tions, as well as the dozen or so night shops in Ginza, will all help us spread the news.

The consumers here, those female PR contacts, are mostly wealthy upper-cla.s.s people, for us here to promote the brand, in the future to run their own entertainment, it is quite helpful. "

As a woman, Feng Yueying naturally had some resistance towards this kind of profession. She couldn't help but look at Ye Fan beside her, thinking that if she had known earlier, it would have been better not to let the men come together.

Ye Fan could see through the woman's little mind, and secretly touched her b.u.t.t. With an evil smile, he whispered into her ear, "If we go back to the hotel now, the two of us can still play together."

Feng Yueying glared at him. Since they were already here, wouldn't it be even more awkward if he went back?

Ye Fan laughed while muttering in his heart. Su Qingxue's ambition was not small. She actually extended her hand to the entertainment area of Fu Sang. This was a land where fish and dragons mixed together.

Entering the brightly lit nightclub, there were luxurious decorations everywhere, and under the illumination of crystal and spotlights, the ladies and handsome men carrying drinks were walking around.

All the seats were occupied by well-dressed guests, some of whom were drinking hard, some of whom were playing poker, dice, and some of whom were laughing and smoking cigars.

The wine here was several times more expensive than normal, some even ten times more expensive. Normal people would not be able to enter here to play.

In a place where one could easily see the booth, there were already seven or eight people sitting on the sofa.

As soon as Feng Yueying walked over, these people all stood up and greeted her.

Wei Ming gave a brief introduction. Most of the executives were from the branch companies. Other than two or three Chinese, the others were from Fusang. Two of the executives were actually women.

Feng Yueying's social skills at work were excellent. Although she didn't really like this place, she quickly started chatting with her subordinates.

"Everyone is having a great time today. All the expenses will be paid by the company. Director Su called me and said that he would like to thank everyone for their trust in us. He is willing to come back to work! Let me toast everyone with three cups! "

Feng Yueying straightforwardly drank a few cups of wine with a few upper echelons, immediately causing these people to clap and cheer.

Ye Fan drank like he was drinking water. Everyone drank, so did he. As a special a.s.sistant, he was rather relaxed and didn't need to socialize with others.

However, although the other executives present did not know much about the internal affairs, Wei Ming, the general manager, knew that it was mostly because of a.s.sistant Ye, after all, Ye Fan went to deal with those people from the Fusang Defense Department.

As a result, Wei Ming continued to pour wine on the side in a flattering manner, not daring to show the slightest neglect.

Ye Fan drank for a while and discovered that Fog Night was actually not here. He thought that the girl didn't return to the hotel with Feng Yueying and came directly here, so he asked Wei Ming, "Where did Miss Fog Night go?"

Wei Ming quickly replied, "Miss Fog Night said she has some private matters to attend to, so she couldn't come over."

Hearing the man's words, Feng Yue Ying also turned her head and said, "I think Yu'er went back to her hometown. She said she will go back to the hotel by herself."

Ye Fan sighed in his heart. Misty Night's hatred for the annihilation of his family must still be deep in his heart. Even if he knew that Misty Night Monarch was a fake, his former home was still real...

Not long after, a host appeared on stage and began to announce the beginning of tonight's Queen Mother election.

One by one, the popular PR ladies of Ginza wearing the gorgeous costumes they had chosen began to sing and dance on the stage, performing their talents.

The atmosphere in the entire night shop became even more lively.

At this moment, a man with a pointed chin, wearing a white suit with a pocket watch and a full beard, walked over with a bottle of wine.

Behind him followed two bodyguards in black suits and sungla.s.ses. It was obvious that their status was not ordinary.

"You must be Director Feng of the Embroidery Group. I am Tailang of the Bamboo Group. May I have a drink with Miss Feng?"

Takichiro Takichiro wore a smile on his face, the wrinkles on his face apparent. He looked to be fifty years old.

Feng Yueying did not recognize this man, while Wei Ming, who was standing beside her, looked a little nervous as he hurriedly got up and introduced, "Director Feng, Mr. Bamboo is the second in command of the Tyrannosaurus Rex Society. This silver district's nightclub is all under the care of the Tyrannosaurus Rex."

Feng Yueying's expression immediately changed when she heard this. Naturally, she had heard of the Tyrant Dragon Gang because they were one of the top three underground gangs in the Eastern Capital, or even in the entirety of Fusang City.

If the brocade group wanted to open a business, entertainment and hotel in Fusang, they would have to deal with the Fusang Gang.

This was because the underground gangs were legal here.

After knowing Bamboo Center's Taro's ident.i.ty, Feng YueYing was also somewhat surprised. With Ye Fan here, she would not be afraid of a person from a gang.

"Oh, so it's the Second Leader of the Tyrannosaurus rex. Mr. Bamboo Zhong is too polite. We didn't even have the opportunity to meet before this. As for our business here, I hope Tyrannosaurus will take care of you in the future."

Takichiro Bamboo grinned. After finishing a cup of wine, he walked to the side of the sofa, intending to sit down.

A few of the well-embroidered staff members quickly stood up and smiled as they gave him their seats.

On the other hand, Feng Yueying quietly moved closer to Ye Fan, maintaining a distance with Takichiro.

"Miss Feng, you look very young. Being able to be the vice president of such a large multinational company like the Embroidery Group at such a young age means that your ability to work is very outstanding. It must be highly valued by your chairman," Takeshi Takashi said with a smile.

Feng Yueying was a little uncomfortable under the glares, but she still said with a formal smile, "It's what the chairman believes, I only do what I should."

"Haha, you are so modest," Takichiro laughed, took the dice on the table for fun and said, "Miss Feng, just drinking wine is boring. Why don't you play dice with me? How about playing and drinking? "

As Takichiro spoke, his hand reached towards Feng Yuying's waist in a seemingly natural manner …