111 Thoughts of all parties

It is difficult to add flowers to the cake when sending charcoal in the snow. There is never a shortage of people who fall into the well in the world. Just as the crowd unscrupulously commented on Zhang Qiuling's last words, An Mengtang got up and walked to the rostrum.

"Xiao Chen, come here." An Mengtang, who was standing on the rostrum, looked at Xiao Chen and waved with a smile.

Xiao Chen walked to An Mengtang according to his words, stepped on the rostrum, and stood quietly beside An Mengtang, with a seemingly kind smile on the corners of his mouth.

"Guys, today's charity dinner and charity auction are over, but today's event is not over." An Mengtang glanced around, pointed to Xiao Chen and said with a smile, "Because today is the day when I, An Mengtang, accept Xiao Chen as his adopted son."

Since he has decided to bet on Xiao Chen's Qingyun Road, An Mengtang will never allow this group of people to talk to Xiao Chen.

An Mengtang's words are like a blockbuster bomb blowing up at the dinner scene. The news is really terrible. An Mengtang, the local emperor of Nanjing, has a very large interpersonal network in both black and white. What's the reason for the fact that he accepted an unknown man as his adopted son?

"Brother Fei, why is this boy named Xiao Chen so close to An Mengtang?" Wu Yong, a big man, looked at his master and asked in a low voice.

"Who do you ask me?" Chen Fei gave Wu Yong a cold look and said angrily.

"It's very interesting." Tang Ping smiled strangely.

Looking at An Mengtang and Xiao Chen on the rostrum, Xu Qing smiled. The famous female reporter in Nanjing asked his partner Zhao Chen to point the camera at the two men on the stage.

"Sister Xi, this man who is blind in the left eye is the protagonist of tonight that An Mengtang told you? I don't think he has anything special. I don't know what An Mengtang thinks. Isn't he looking for a successor? Xiao Xu asked puzzledly.

In Xiao Xu's opinion, there is nothing special about this ordinary-looking man, which is not comparable to those rich businessmen.

"He is not simple." Xu Qing commented softly.

How can a man who can make An Meng Tang adopt a adopted son be simple? As an experienced reporter, Xu Qing knows that there are some things that he doesn't need to understand, and he just needs to do his job well.

"Fuck, this guy is really not simple." Luo Han whispered after drinking a glass of red wine.

Luo Han felt that today was his most unlucky day. He wanted to talk to a few beautiful women, but he was stunned everywhere, especially the beautiful woman who grabbed his neck, which made Luo Han feel very uncomfortable. He actually pinched his neck so easily. He really had no face at all, and the focus man standing on the rostrum at this moment There is no doubt that people are in sharp contrast to themselves, which makes Luo Han very indone.

"Do you know him?" A middle-aged man next to him asked in a low voice.

The middle-aged man's body is a little fat but not bloated, especially his eyes seem to be full of wisdom that penetrates people's hearts. His smiling face makes people feel amiable. He wears a decent gray suit, and his hair is no longer thick. Rock Qiang, Luo Han's father, is the leading richest businessman in Nanjing. Of course, the most important thing is that his wife used to be a lady.

"Dad, it was this boy who sed me 100,000 yuan at the beginning." Luo Han said annoy.

Although Luo Han is a standard dung beneer, he has a good relationship with his father, Rok Qiang. The last scene that happened in the Haihuang Pavilion Old Duck Shop, Luo Han had already told Rok Qiang, and he did not miss a word. Rokqiang loves his only son very much. Although he knows that his son is disappointing, he has no intention of strict discipline. In Rokqiang, he has only lived in the world for more than a hundred years. If he can't grow old enough, he must be full of regrets. As long as Luo Han doesn't do a murder and arson lawsuit, Rocqiang will not care. Close one eye and one eye. People will always grow up, and when they grow up, they will understand. When they understand, they will know what to do or not to do. Therefore, Rok Qiang found Duan King Kong as his son's bodyguard through his wife's relationship. As long as his son does not lack an arm and broken leg, Rock Qiang will not care about it.

It is also because of Rok Qiang's detached attitude that Luo Han has a very harmonious relationship with his son.

"You can make more friends with him in the future, which is not bad for you. Don't talk about 100,000 yuan. It's just a small amount." Rock Qiang looked at his son and said with a smile.

Although Luo Han is not smart, he also knows that Xiao Chen has now become the adopted son of An Mengtang, and his status and identity are bound to be rapidly improved, even above himself. After listening to his father's words, the man smiled and said, "Dad, don't say anything. I think this guy is really pleasing to the eye, much better than those young ladies like me."

Tang Xiao smiled and looked at everything on the stage without expressing any opinions, and vaguely understood the intention of his old friend.

Ueda Meiai looked at the two men on the stage with a gloomy face, picked up the glass and drank it all, knowing that An Mengtang would never be as simple as the adopted son. If it's just a adopted son, why make such a high-profile gesture in public?

Just as everyone was talking, two young officers walked into the gate of the 3,000 harem, wearing brand-new green military uniforms, military hats and leather shoes, two red thin bars on their shoulders and a star emblem shining in the moonlight.

Although Wu Dongnan and Zhao Wushuang have only returned to Nanjing for two days, these two days have greatly changed the mood of the two young men, and there is joy between their eyebrows. From a second lieutenant to today's major, more than just crossing a gap, becoming a cadem-level officer means that their path will be smooth from now on.

Yes, two young people trained by the Nanjing Military Region have completed the military training of the National Defense University, and put on a new epaulette that belongs to them on the day they just returned to Nanjing, a major, a position that is small but difficult for many soldiers to reach in their lives. Most importantly, they are still young, only 25 years old. They are the two most promising young officers of the Nanjing Military Region, which is deeply appreciated by the political commissar of the Nanjing Military Region.

The day after returning to Nanjing, the two men inquired about Xiao Chen's news. After knowing from Wang Gui's mouth the causes and consequences of Xiao Chen's coming to the 3,000 harem, Wu Dongnan and Zhao Wushuang immediately rushed to the 3,000 harem in a new military uniforms in a jeep of the regiment, in order to for their classmates and friends two months ago. Build momentum. He may have known Xiao Chen for more than a month, but Wu Dongnan and Zhao Wushuang both feel that Xiao Chen will never have a one-month relationship with him.

The two walked side by side, and their thin bodies showed their spirit more and more, which was unparalleled for a while.

"Dongnan, what kind of expression do you think Xiao Chen will look like when he sees us?" Zhao Wushuang smiled, which was not commensurate with his upright figure.

Compared with Zhao Wushuang, Wu Dongnan looked calmer and whispered, "It's natural to know."

"This boy is also quite good. He dares to give up the rank of a major. This is what his ancestors have been exchanged for eight generations. I don't know what this man wants to do back to Nanjing." Zhao Wushuang was puzzled.

Wu Dongnan and Zhao Wushuang are two interesting men whose wisdom is far from obvious from their appearance.

At the dinner party, celebrities from all walks of life were still thinking about the father and son of An Mengtang and Xiao Chen.