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Because of her standard Mandarin, Mrs. Lu always seemed out of place among the local Mrs. Liang, Mrs. Qiu and others.

"Yes, it has just been opened, and everything is still in its infancy." Li Manjun handed her the business card, and Mrs. Lu curled her lips slightly, "You also prepared a business card. I thought people in China didn't like to use business cards."

Li Manjun smiled and said that he was listening.

Mrs. Lu didn't need her response. She put her business card into her handbag and smiled at Li Manjun, "I will remember Luman Environmental Recycling."

Seeing Li Manjun's confident eyes that were neither arrogant nor impetuous, but as steady as an old dog, I became a little more curious about her.

Another lady is Mrs. Lin. Her husband is Mr. Lin who Zhao Yong met when he bought a refrigerator yesterday. He is also the party A who has business dealings with Zhao Yong.

Li Manjun glanced at it and understood that for today's meal, only Sun Haitao and Zhao Yong Xiaoguan were equal, and the rest were either Party A or people in the unit, so they had to support them.

The men were drinking and bragging about business and national affairs at the table, all with purpose.

The atmosphere among the women was much more relaxed, mainly because Mrs. Lin and Mrs. Qiu had been chatting with Mrs. Lu and asking her about interesting things abroad.

Mrs. Lu was a bit cold, but she answered all questions. Mrs. Liang took good care of Li Manjun, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

While everyone was drinking juice and chatting, they came to Li Manjun and asked her how she and Zhao Yong met.

Li Manjun smiled and said, "It was introduced by a neighbor."

Mrs. Qiu immediately asked: "Did you fall in love at first sight or is Mr. Zhao chasing after you?"

Li Manjun didn't answer directly. He just lowered his head and picked up the juice and took a sip, pretending to be embarrassed.

Mrs. Qiu guessed, "It's not Mr. Zhao that you are chasing, right?"

Mrs. Liang said: "How is it possible? Xiao Li is so beautiful and capable, he must be the one Xiao Zhao is chasing!"

Mrs. Lin was talking to Mrs. Lu when she suddenly heard this topic and curiously interjected, "Who is chasing whom?"

Seeing everyone's enthusiasm, Li Manjun knew she couldn't hide. Just as she was about to speak, Zhao Yong from the next table suddenly shouted:

"Of course I'm the one chasing her! It's great if she likes me, but I don't dare expect her to take the initiative to chase me."

Everyone laughed immediately. Mr. Qiu and Mr. Lin looked at each other and thought that this young man was still in the honeymoon stage of marriage. In the future, after experiencing the pain of marriage, he might never be able to say such words again.

But as soon as this topic started, it was a bit hard to hold back. What everyone was most interested in was Mr. Qiu, who was in his fifties, and Mrs. Qiu, who was in her twenties.

Mrs. Lin asked jokingly: "Where are you, Mr. Qiu? How did you catch the heroine of the troupe?"

Mrs. Qiu turned her head and looked at Mr. Qiu expectantly to see what he was going to say.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Qiu glared and said proudly: "Do I need to chase people? Someone else must be chasing me!"

Everyone laughed, but Mrs. Qiu's expression visibly stiffened, and she smashed the juice glass, "Listening to his random bragging, it's obvious that he ran to the theater first to chase me. This man drifts off as soon as he drinks."

Seeing that she was really angry, Mrs. Lin didn't dare to ask. Mrs. Liang was busy trying to smooth things over, and the atmosphere became harmonious again.

After three rounds of drinking, the men took advantage of the wine to discuss their respective family status, and they were all proud of being the head of the family.

Mrs. Liang shouted angrily: "Old Liang, are you drunk too much?"

Director Liang smiled coquettishly, leaned back on his chair, and withdrew from the battle with a wry smile.

But it's hard for Zhao Yong, he's newly married, and people who come here can't help but want to teach him some experience, how to keep money in his own hands to ensure family status.

There are also women who cannot be spoiled. The more they get used to it, the more they get on their noses and faces, and they need to be punished severely.

Lu Shengming was holding the sobering tea, his cheeks were rosy, and he sat aside to watch Mr. Qiu and Mr. Lin proudly say that he was the only one in the family. His eyes were smiling and he did not make any comments.

Mrs. Qiu couldn't laugh at all, but seeing Zhao Yong being taught by his seniors, she looked at Li Manjun quite proudly.

There is a feeling that I am having a hard time, but seeing others having it worse than me makes me feel happy.

Li Manjun could see that Mrs. Qiu really had no family status.

But she and Mr. Qiu, one greedy for money and the other greedy for sex, seemed to get along well.

Mrs. Lin awkwardly whispered to Li Manjun that a man should be virtuous and it would be better if he gave birth to a son.

Li Manjun raised his eyebrows secretly and smiled at her awkwardly but politely.

Mrs. Liang gently crooked Li Manjun with her elbow and whispered in her ear: "Don't be afraid, Xiao Zhao will definitely not listen to them."

"These old men just have enough to eat and have nothing to do. Their own homes are in a mess, but they still have the nerve to teach others their experience. It makes me laugh to death."

"If it hadn't been for your Xiao Zhao's treat, I wouldn't have allowed my old Liang to hang out with these guys. They're all doing nothing."

She said this very quietly, with a very vivid expression, and Li Manjun couldn't help but laugh.

Mrs. Liang couldn't help laughing herself, patted Li Manjun's hand, asked her if she was free, and made an appointment to go to the mall or something.

Li Manjun was a little moved. She also realized that she had too few clothes, so she nodded, "Sister Wen, please contact me when you are free, and we can go shopping together."

Mrs. Liang nodded, then turned to ask Mrs. Lu, "Mrs. Lu, do you want to go shopping together when you have time? You have good taste, help us choose clothes."

Mrs. Liang's words were not a compliment. Mrs. Lu's clothes were the best among the women present.

Of course, good foundation is also an important reason. He is tall, has long legs, and looks bright and majestic.

"Like a model." Li Manjun sighed to Mrs. Liang in private.

Mrs. Liang immediately grabbed her hand excitedly and said, "It's really a model. She was the runner-up in last year's model competition. Mrs. Lu studied fashion design abroad. She designed all the clothes at home. She came back from abroad. People are just different.”

Li Manjun glanced at Mrs. Lu in surprise. She looked back and asked lightly: "Is Manager Li also here?"

Li Manjun nodded, and she nodded: "Okay."

Mrs. Liang was very pleasantly surprised. She had made many appointments with Mrs. Lu before, but she didn't accept them.

"I think you are quite special." After the dinner, while waiting for the driver to pick her up at the door of the hotel, Mrs. Lu suddenly came over and said to Li Manjun with a smile.

Li Manjun was slightly stunned, then smiled and said: "You are the most special. I have never seen a skirt like this in China. The colors and designs of skirts nowadays are a bit exaggerated. Your skirt is simple and has It has a simple and high-end feel, which amazed me as soon as I walked in.”

Li Manjun was telling the truth. Standing in front of Mrs. Lu, she felt tacky. One was a trendsetter in the fashion industry, and the other was a rural female entrepreneur.

"Are you serious?" Mrs. Lu asked funnyly.

Li Manjun nodded heavily, "It's absolutely true."