Reborn Nine Zero Sweetheart Cub

Chapter 110 Song Family Reception, Yan Qin’s Layout

Fang Ru dressed up early and was waiting to attend the cocktail party in the evening.

After all, this was the first time that her son was running a serious business. As a mother, of course, she had to be there early to support him.

She sat across from the sofa and watched her daughter hang up the phone with a worried look on her face.

"Why, she refuses to come?"

Song Ziyun looked helpless and said with a smile, "Mom, Aunt Meng has a quiet temperament and rarely participates in social activities in Kyoto. I will find a time after my brother's cocktail party and ask her out to meet her alone."

"Can it be done? I'm afraid that because of my status as Mrs. Yan, I might look down on our Song family?" Fang Ru sneered, her face darkened, "If we really compare our family wealth, my Song Fang family is not necessarily inferior to his Yan family's.

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Fang Ru dared to say this at home, but she didn't dare to boast about it outside.

If you want to compare with the Yan family, no matter in terms of family wealth, background or even heritage, the Song family can only compete higher.

"Mom, Aunt Meng is not that kind of person. I have been talking to her on the phone for several years, and she has always been very gentle and kind to me." Song Ziyun walked over and sat down next to Fang Ru, holding her hand, "Let's talk about it again.

It doesn't make any difference whether she comes or not to my brother's opening reception. In Huicheng, our Song family still needs to take advantage of others? Besides, there is Yan Qin in the company, so it's no problem."

"That's true." Fang Ru's expression softened.

The Yan family dominates Kyoto, but the fierce dragon cannot cross the river. Huicheng is the territory of the Song family.

On the second floor, Song Chunsheng also wore formal clothes and walked slowly downstairs.

"It's almost time, let's go." As he spoke, his eyes glanced at Song Ziyun.

Song Ziyun looked normal on the outside, but there was something in his heart.

The words just said may be able to fool Fang Ru, a mother, but they may not fool her father, an old fox.

She said she was on good terms with the head of the Yan family, but now she couldn't even invite anyone to the cocktail party at home.

I'm afraid her father has begun to re-evaluate in his heart.

Song Ziyun bit her lip, a flash of anger flashed in her eyes.

I don’t know what happened to Aunt Meng. After coming to Huicheng, she refused her invitation several times. Her attitude was very different from before.

In the past, if she had said she wanted to meet him, Aunt Meng would never have refused.

What went wrong here?

It was clear that Fu Yanchi's attitude had not changed, and Aunt Meng still spoke gently to her on the phone.

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It's nearly seven o'clock.

The city is full of lights.

There are all kinds of luxury cars parked in front of the Hyatt Hotel.

There are doormen and greeters on the first floor of the hotel to guide the celebrities and dignitaries who came to attend the cocktail party to the third floor.

There were many newspaper reporters around the hotel, constantly taking photos of the attendees, hoping to be the first to publish an issue ahead of their colleagues tomorrow morning.

There were many faces attending this meeting that you usually see in newspapers and magazines, and those photos alone were enough to create a buzz.

Dingfeng, a new company, shows how big it is, and what it can do in the future is limitless.

Song Yueliang came here by stepping on it.

By this time, most of the invited people had already arrived at the reception venue, and the front door was much deserted, avoiding the crowds and boredom of coming early.

After showing the invitation card to the guests, Song Yueliang walked into the hotel, leaving behind the reporters behind him who exclaimed, "Song Yueliang" and "It's Song Yueliang".

"It's Song Yueliang! She's so beautiful. I didn't recognize her at first. I thought she was some boss's female companion!"

"Did you take the photo just now? She has black hair, red lips, and a black tube top evening dress. The look she just glanced at was stunning!"

"I caught it! Tsk, her appearance and reputation are so inconsistent, why do you call her Yaksha? This should obviously be Medusa!"

The reception will be held in the conference hall on the third floor.

In the eyes of the Song family, looking at the entire Huicheng, only Kaiyue's venue layout was up to their level.

Song Yueliang nodded calmly and stepped onto the last red carpet step. The reception venue was in front of her.

The figure is graceful, and the fragrance is fragrant.

Every table, chair, and even a goblet in the venue exudes the luxury of the upper class.

Groups of upper-class people in the venue had already started chatting with each other, and Song Yueliang's arrival was almost unnoticed.

Song Yueliang didn't pay attention to anyone else. She had a clear goal and came to the boss of Mashanguan.

The woman searched the venue quietly, unaware that from the moment she stepped into the venue, she had already fallen into a pair of deep and dark eyes.

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The reception is about to start.

Song Ziyun absent-mindedly dismissed a group of people who came up to chat, but still unwilling to give in, she took out her phone again and walked to a less crowded place by the window to dial.

"Hey, Aunt Meng, are you really not coming?" When the call was connected, she used the disappointed and coquettish tone she used to express occasionally on the phone, "My cocktail party is on the third floor of Excelle... If you come, I will go there in person.

Pick you up?"

Behind her, two wealthy daughters of similar age were about to come over and get close to her. One of them suddenly saw the woman standing in the corner of the wine cabinet and exclaimed, "Hey, isn't that Song Yueliang? She was also at the Song family's reception.

Dare to come?"

"It's really her! Look, Mrs. Song's followers have passed by, and there will be a good show soon!"

Song Ziyun was so focused on the phone that she didn't notice what the people around her said. After hearing another rejection, she forced a smile and said, "Okay, I won't disturb Aunt Meng, you can rest now. I'll make an appointment with you another day, and you'll be sure to do it then."

You want to come out... huh? Aunt Meng, do you want to come over? "

After hearing what was said over there, Song Ziyun's eyes burst with joy and she nodded in response, "Okay, it's on the third floor of the Excelle Hotel. If it's inconvenient for you, I can drive over to pick you up. Where are you? Well, I'll be there.

Waiting for you at the entrance of the venue!"

After hanging up the phone, Song Ziyun walked towards the door of the venue overjoyed.

Although I don't know why Aunt Meng suddenly changed her mind, as long as she is willing to come, her status in the family will immediately become different.

This means that she can have the right to speak in front of her father, instead of just being bought and sold like Song Yueliang did before.

In this compartment, Song Yueliang was socializing with the people she met while walking towards a corner with fewer people, lest she would be drunk before Boss Guan found her.

"Isn't this Song Yueliang, Boss Song? How come you have time to attend the Song family's cocktail party?" A sarcastic voice rang in my ears, indicating that the visitor was not a good person.

Song Yueliang turned her head, looked at the visitor casually, and recognized it as one of Fang Ru's sisters, Mrs. Ding of the Ding Family Wood Industry.

The Ding family wood industry relies on the Song family for its livelihood, so Mrs. Ding is always very good at courting and flattering Fang Ru.

Song Yueliang had no intention of paying attention to such a clown-like character.

Mrs. Ding, however, was unyielding and approached with a smile, holding red wine in her hand, "I remember that Boss Song's mother had an attempted murder, and she seems to be out of jail soon? Why don't you think about soliciting customers here if you are not ready to pick them up?"

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After speaking, the woman lost her balance and poured a glass of red wine on Song Yueliang's chest.

The wine splashed on the snow-white skin and stained the dress.

(End of chapter)