The Richest Man Yang Fei

Only then did Yang Fei have time to pay attention to the woman beside him.

"Do you still recognize me?" Yang Fei asked with a smile.

"Yes! I know you." Song Meiyan nodded, then shook her head, "I know you, but actually I don't know you either. We just met once. Of course, I also know that your name is Yang Fei."

"That's enough. Just call me Yang Fei. What's your name?"

"My name is Song Meiyan."

"Korean?"

"Yes."

"Why did they arrange for you to accompany them? I think you are not old enough to do this job."

"My job is not to do this." Song Meiyan's face turned slightly red.

Yang Fei saw that she was standing and said, "Sit down and talk."

At this moment, the guests took their seats one after another.

The host is also in place.

Tom and Scarlett sat at the middle table.

Song Meiyan hummed, sat down next to Yang Fei, looked at Yang Fei awkwardly, and said: "Mr. Yang, I am a trainee. The reason for coming to the United States this time is because the company wants to shoot an MV for an album. We are Come to dance."

Yang Fei said oh and understood immediately.

He also owns a similar entertainment company and knows everything about it, and he is also familiar with South Korea's trainee system.

"It's hard to be a trainee, right?"

"Yes."

"There is a saying in our country: Without a severe cold, the fragrance of plum blossoms will never come."

"These words are very artistic and sound nice."

Charity dinners are all a routine.

The euphemistic name is treating guests to dinner, but in fact it is to raise donations.

Of course, those who can be invited here are either rich or noble.

The charity theme tonight is to raise funds for people with disabilities.

Yang Fei just lowered his head to eat, and occasionally met people who came to toast and took a sip.

On this occasion, everyone is drinking red wine, and when drinking, it will not be like in China, where you have to be forced to finish the glass, you just have to think about it.

Song Meiyan came to drink with him, but she might be too young and ignorant, or something, but she didn't drink with Yang Fei much anyway.

The host has been standing on the stage to stir things up, just to get everyone to donate money for charity.

No matter how much he talked, Yang Fei never responded.

Song Meiyan couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Yang, won't you donate a little? They all seem to have donated."

Yang Fei smiled and said, "What? Are you here with a mission? How much do you need me to donate?"

Song Meiyan sighed: "No, no."

Yang Fei is here, so of course he has to show off, otherwise this trip will be in vain.

However, it is impossible for him to donate too much.

Therefore, he wants to see how much other people donate first.

Fortunately, these philanthropists did not donate too much.

Some people donated 100,000 US dollars, while others only donated 1,000 US dollars. The largest donations were between 10,000 and 100,000 US dollars.

Yang Fei knew it in his mind, so he no longer hesitated and donated 50,000 US dollars.

Fifty thousand US dollars is also 400,000 yuan! In most cities in China, it is enough to buy a house and a car and live a well-off life.

Yang Fei's donation was neither too much nor too little, and it was above average. It was neither shabby nor too outstanding.

Song Meiyan was about to speak when she saw her manager waving to her, so she said something to Yang Fei, then got up and walked over.

The manager smiled kindly and said: "Meiyan, your opportunity has come."

"What opportunity?" Song Meiyan asked curiously.

"The man you were drinking with, do you know who he is?"

"Yang Fei."

"He is the richest man in China! His company has just been listed in the United States! He is a billionaire."

"Ah!" Song Meiyan was surprised, "But, he is so young!"

In her impression, the millionaires were all fat and elderly people.

How can there be such a young billionaire?

"How's it going? Do you know what kind of opportunity this is?" the agent said.

"I don't know." Song Meiyan still shook her head, expressing her incomprehension, "No matter how rich he is, what does it have to do with me?"

"The shareholder of our company, Mr. Ross, needs you to do something. If you succeed, you will immediately get the opportunity to debut, and you will be highly favored by the company!"

"Ah? What's the matter?"

"You agreed?"

"Yeah! Of course I have to agree to whatever the company asks me to do."

"Mr. Ross is indeed right. Well done, Meiyan. In this case, you must find a way to ask Mr. Yang to send you back to your room."

"Why?"

"Listen to me. Next, you know what to do, right?"

"Ah? I don't know, what else should I do?" Song Meiyan asked, blinking.

"Why are you so stupid! Do I have to say everything?"

"If you don't tell me, how will I know what I'm going to do?"

"You! Just want to make Mr. Yang happy!"

"How can I make him happy?"

"Do I still need to teach you? Can you think about it with your head? What do you have to do to make a man happy?"

Song Meiyan nodded pitifully, but did not dare to ask again.

She is still young, but she still understands some ways of the world.

"Remember, you must make Mr. Yang happy! Keep him in your room at night."

"Are you staying in my room this whole time?"

"Of course! It's gonna be a night!"

"This this?"

"Stop this, stop that! Go and accompany Mr. Yang quickly! The dinner is about to end. Now it's time to watch your performance. Yes, you should act today's events as a movie! If you act well, The company will value you greatly and reward you greatly. Go ahead and show off your acting skills!”

Song Meiyan returned to her seat, wondering what excuse she could use to ask Yang Fei to send her back to her room?

All she could think of was pretending to be drunk.

Next, she drank two glasses of wine with Yang Fei, and then she held her forehead while feeling overwhelmed.

Although she knew what to do, it was her first time after all, so she felt a little embarrassed to say it.

Fortunately, Yang Fei spoke: "Have you drunk too much? If you can't drink, don't drink."

"Well, this wine tastes good, so I drank two more glasses." Song Meiyan's face had already turned red.

Yang Fei chuckled and said: "It tastes good, so drink as much as you want! Okay, you don't have to accompany me anymore, you can go and rest!"

Song Meiyan didn't know how to continue.

How could she have such experience?

"Thank you." She stood up and really wanted to leave.

As for the mission?

It can't be completed!

Maybe she really drank too much, or maybe by some strange mistake, her feet hooked on the legs of the chair, and then she tilted her body and fell on Yang Fei.

Yang Fei quickly reached out to support her and asked, "Are you okay?"

"I……"

"You're drunk." Yang Fei said, "Where are your friends? Where are your colleagues? Where are they? Ask them to come and see you off!"

"I am alone, they are not here." Song Meiyan finally got into the mood and started her performance.

At this time, Scarlett came over and said with a smile: "Mr. Yang, the dance is next. Do I have the honor to be your dance partner?"

Yang Fei took the opportunity to smile and said: "My friend is drunk. I have to send her back. I will not attend the next dance."

Scarlett said: "What a pity! Will you come back later?"

Yang Fei said: "I won't come."

Scarlett looked at the beautiful Song Meiyan and blinked with understanding: "I wish you a pleasant night!"

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