owlsbooks Chapter 1639 What's the difference?
Chapter 1639 What's the difference?
He Youjun continued, "This is my second time meeting Brother Yuan. Everyone knows about our last meeting, and I am innocent."
Chen Hao and Qin Fen immediately agreed in tacit agreement: "Our hands are also clean."
After Wang Congcong realized what was happening, he resisted the urge to swear.
He hugged Jiang Cheng and smiled miserably.
"I really vomited. I can't eat anything like Lao Qi is like this, okay?"
Qi Yuan was not affected at all.
Pointing at Wang Congcong, he scolded with a smile: "Brother Cheng, you really have to be careful. Look at the pictures that bitch posted on Weibo before. She was hugging those two men, and those two men were kissing her cheeks together. It was obvious that something was wrong..."
Hearing this, Jiang Cheng looked at Wang Congcong: "So not only do you have a wide range of hobbies, but you're also omnivores?"
When Wang Congcong heard this, he became anxious instantly.
"Oh my god, don't listen to Qi Yuan's nonsense. We were just drunk and having fun."
Seeing Wang Congcong and Qi Yuan bickering with each other, Qin Fen seized the opportunity to change the subject.
His tone was full of excitement of seeking credit.
"Oh, I seem to have forgotten one thing. I had the atmosphere crew ready a long time ago, but I forgot to call them up. Brother Cheng, they're from the one I just mentioned, the One Bund Resorts World Genting. I specially had them send them over. I didn't let them come up because you weren't here just now."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Fen turned around and raised his chin to the bar manager who was waiting beside him, and said in a sharp tone: "Manager Zhang, go and bring the people I arranged over and tell them that everyone is here."
The manager quickly bowed and replied, "Okay, Mr. Qin, I'll go right away."
Seeing the manager turn around and call for help, Qin Fen explained to Jiang Cheng again.
"A few days ago in the group chat, weren't these guys constantly complaining about the influencers that Brother Wang brought in? They said they weren't to their taste. So I booked the Genting Club. They have all kinds of people there, from all walks of life, tall and short, quiet and lively. You name it, I'm sure they'll be satisfied this time."
After Qin Fen finished speaking, he didn't dare to move to the C position and sat down next to Qi Yuan.
Seeing Qin Fen sitting next to him, Qi Yuan couldn't help himself and patted Qin Fen's arm: "Not bad, Qin Fen, you can do it this time, just better than the last batch."
Wang Congcong sat down very naturally in the empty seat on the right side of Jiang Cheng, and the moment he sat down, he asked He Youjun to sit next to him.
"They're the ones complaining, not me. To me, tall, short, fat, and small are all the same. They all just sit down when they're told to. What's the difference?"
Before Jiang Cheng came, Wang Congcong's reclining posture could be said to be very casual.
But now he straightened his back, and although he still occupied a corner of the sofa, he was no longer as stretched out as before.
His elbows were no longer resting on the back of the chair, and his posture was more restrained.
Qi Yuan retorted immediately, "You can't say that. Aren't there some who sit down quickly and some who sit down slowly?"
Wang Zheng and Chen Hao did not move towards the main sofa, but sat down at the side booth next to it.
The body leans forward slightly, neither appearing too distant nor maintaining a distance from the core circle.
Wang Zheng continued Qi Yuan's words: "Brother Yuan is right. It's not just about speed, but also whether the girl is nervous or not."
After saying this, He Youjun smiled and gave them both a thumbs up.
"It seems that both of you are masters who have experienced all kinds of life. I admire you."
The atmosphere at the scene was very good, but Wu Quan, Sun Zhisheng and Zhao Cheng were more reserved compared to the others.
The three of them sat next to each other on the outermost sofa, keeping half an arm's length away from the main sofa.
They exchanged glances, but neither dared to speak casually. They just waited quietly.
He consciously moved back half a circle in his seat.
In the entire booth, the layout of the sofas quietly formed an arc with Jiang Cheng as the center.
The C position on the main sofa was firmly reserved for Jiang Cheng, while Qi Yuan, Wang Congcong, He Youjun and Qin Fen surrounded him but each of them was restrained.
Wang Zheng and Chen Hao sat in the side booth, while Wu Quan and the other two kept a distance at the edge.
No one deliberately arranged it, but it seemed like there was a set of default rules running quietly.
Even the waiter who brought the wine would bow slightly towards Jiang Cheng before refilling it.
Then refill the cups for others in turn. The order of the actions is the most intuitive reflection of the identities and circles of this group of people.
Wu Quan, Sun Zhisheng, and Zhao Cheng sat next to each other on the outermost single sofa.
As the one with higher status in the three-person group, Wu Quan's eyes are more calm than the other two.
When he sat down, he subconsciously adjusted his posture, keeping his back straight, neither trying to please nor overstepping the bounds.
His fingertips unconsciously stroked the wall of the cup, and his eyes fell on the center of the coffee table.
Avoid direct eye contact with Wang Congcong and others.
He is well aware of his delicate position in the business world, and the safest approach is to avoid stealing the limelight.
Sun Zhisheng's father works in taxation, and he is slightly more active than Wu Quan.
He would laugh along with everyone, but never took the initiative to talk.
Keep your legs together and your hands on your knees.
It seemed like he was deliberately restraining his posture to avoid being too casual and making people think that "children of the system don't know the rules."
Zhao Cheng, the son of the Minister of Works, was even quieter, holding the wine glass with his fingertips but not moving much.
Occasionally, she would glance at the main sofa, and her gaze would linger briefly on Jiang Cheng before quickly retracting.
The three of them occasionally communicated in low voices, their voices were extremely low, and the content was mostly short sentences in response, and they never took the initiative to start a topic.
While a group of people were chatting, Manager Zhang had already hurried back.
Behind him followed a row of tall women.
The high heels stepped on the carpet, making a light and steady sound, instantly quieting the noisy booth.
Manager Zhang stood aside and bowed respectfully to Jiang Cheng: "Mr. Jiang, Mr. Wang, all the bosses, everyone is here."
Jiang Cheng looked up and saw that the woman in the lead was wearing a champagne-colored velvet dress.
She is nearly 1.7 meters tall, with smooth shoulders and neck lines, and her long hair is loosely tied into a low bun.
She showed off her slender swan neck, and her every move was gentle and graceful.
His eyes swept over the crowd calmly, without the slightest sign of timidity.
Next to her was a petite girl wearing a short white suit.
Her short hair is neat and refreshing, her round almond eyes are smart, and there is a faint smile at the corner of her mouth, like a lively but low-key elf.
Even when standing in a crowd, it is difficult to hide her charming confidence.
The woman standing in the middle, wearing a black suspender dress, is tall and slender, with a waist as slender as a willow.
Her long curly hair like seaweed fell on her shoulders, and her skin was whiter than snow.
She didn't try to meet anyone's gaze, but just raised her chin slightly, her eyes cold and lazy.
She has a cool and aloof temperament that keeps strangers away, but she reveals a unique charm inadvertently.
In contrast to him, there is a plump woman next to him.
She wore a slim-fitting burgundy cheongsam that highlighted her curvaceous figure, with a jade hairpin in her bun.
There is a hint of classical charm between her eyebrows and her hands hang naturally at her sides.
Her smile was gentle and generous, and she didn't seem at all embarrassed by her plump figure.
Instead, it exudes a sense of graceful relaxation.