Chapter 120 'Begging' Someone to Do Things (2)

"Then I'll go back first, or... Let's meet at the club at noon?" Li Xingyu asked tentatively again, but left angrily because he didn't get an answer.

Wei Sheng rubbed his swollen temples and closed his eyes to rest.

...

After school, sitting in the Audi car that Li Xianzong sent to pick her up, Wei Sheng closed her eyes slightly, and opened the window to feel the cold wind blowing in to make her mind as clear as possible.

Today, she didn't go to the club either, and she almost fell asleep after class in a daze. She thought it might be because she was tired and didn't sleep well at night.

It may also be that the exhaustion that has accumulated together recently broke out, and I felt that I didn't get enough sleep no matter what.

I only remember that I ran into Shao Bingran who came to look for her when I went to the toilet after class, and I couldn't remember what he said at that time. In short, the general idea was to give her the title of vice president of the club.

He opened his eyes and smiled helplessly, and inexplicably 'jumped' to become the vice president of a popular club in the city's No. 1 Middle School.

He turned his head and glanced at the bulging bag beside him. This was the 140,000 yuan that Qian Bin had just sent, and he came with a cash pocket. At this time, the bank has already closed, and even if you want to save it, it may be too late.

"Sister, I won't call you Miss Wei, it's too outlandish! We are old acquaintances, aren't we? This time Mr. Li really values ​​you, and the future is boundless!" As soon as he got in the car, he muttered a lot, but Wei Sheng didn't listen.

Hearing the words at this moment, she couldn't help but glance at Qian Bin's back, "Actually, I'm not that familiar. I think you should call me Miss Wei."

Qian Bin was obviously stagnant, and said with a dry smile, "Do you still hold grudges? Hutaishan, I lost so much money and didn't bother you at all. We don't know each other. If you've been with me for a long time, you'll know that I Qian Bin is a man of righteousness..."

After saying this, there was no response for a long time. Qian Bin couldn't help but glanced at Wei Sheng from the rearview mirror, but saw that she was staring out the window in a daze, obviously unwilling to pay attention to him.

Wei Sheng thought to himself that his parents should have gone to Jingyue Hotel to have dinner with the old man at this time. Listening to his parents, the old man's words revealed that there was a business discussion, which made Wei Sheng unable to figure it out. What kind of business can you use to discuss with your parents?

Wei Sheng agreed with his parents this morning, as long as this place is over, he will try his best to rush over there, and call him when the time comes.

Speaking of phone calls, Wei Jiefang and Yang Lichun already knew that Wei Sheng was using a mobile phone.

Wei Sheng asked Song Xiao to do this. She arranged for Song Xiao to give Wei Jiefang a white machine that was exactly the same as her own, and told Wei Sheng that he wanted to conduct a survey on the group of underage users and asked him to hand over the phone to his daughter. , then give feedback.

In this way, Wei Jiefang brought back a brand-new machine to Wei Sheng, and Wei Sheng changed hands and returned the new machine to Song Xiao, using the CS998 in his hand openly.

"It's here." Qian Bin parked the car on the side of the road, paused and got out of the car first, opened the door of Wei Sheng's back seat, and said with a smile, "Miss Wei, get out of the car. Private room 101 on the first floor, I'm not going in."

Wei Sheng glanced at his tall and big Qian Bin, shook her head and got out of the car, looking up at the hotel by the road, but when she saw the sign, she was a little stunned.

Jingyue Hotel?

What a coincidence hey!

Wei Sheng frowned and walked inward, turning to look at Qian Bin, he had already got into the car and was about to leave.

Looking up at the front of the hotel again, Wei Sheng sighed, whether it was a mountain of knives or a sea of ​​fire, both had to jump in right now. It’s okay if you can’t touch it, and if you do, you have to adapt accordingly.

Thinking like this, as soon as Wei Sheng entered the door, she was greeted with a festive and high voice from Miss Yingbin, "Welcome! May I ask how many?"

It was good that the voice didn't come out, the voice fell, Wei Sheng saw his parents and Chairman Wei's family sitting at the second table by the window not far from the gate, and the other party also saw him.

"Wei Sheng? Didn't you have an appointment with your classmates to study together? Why didn't you say hello before coming?" Yang Lichun got up first and greeted Wei Sheng with a puzzled face.

Wei Sheng paused, stretched out his hand and slapped his face vigorously, and then walked over with a smile on his face, carrying a large bag of shameful cash in his hand, "It was temporarily cancelled, you all ate it. I'll sit down for a while and go home to do my homework."

"Hehe, your second uncle told you just now." Wei Jiefang raised his hand and greeted Wei Sheng to sit down.

"What about me?" Wei Sheng asked, and as soon as he sat down, he found that in addition to Wei Guoqing and Xu Mei, Wei Zuyin was also at the round table, and there was a woman sitting beside him, about twenty-five or six years old, with a good appearance. Very sweet and seductive.

The girl had short hair, was wearing a pink sweater and jeans, and her round eyes were staring at Wei Sheng and looking up and down.

"I said that I talked to the leaders of your school a few days ago, and said that your grades have steadily improved, and I praised your hard work." Wei Jiefang looked at his daughter with sigh.

Wei Sheng is happy when he hears this, and what kind of city leaders can care about their academic performance.

She raised her head to look at Wei Zuyin, and saw that his expression had changed a lot, and his face was much kinder.

Wei Guoqing also took a look at Wei Sheng, perhaps because Yang Lichun and Wei Sheng, a mother and daughter from the county town, had never been attracted to them, so there was nothing pleasant to say.

He turned his head and said to Wei Jiefang, "Can you help me get in touch about Zu Yin? Let that Mr. Song help me get in touch, and I'll invite Secretary Tang for a light meal."

Wei Jiefang immediately frowned and hesitated, "Dad, you are really embarrassing me about this, Mr. Song and the others just bought my factory, I feel I still owe someone a favor, how can I turn around and find someone else? The reason for doing things. Besides, this is not a trivial matter, why should people do it for me?"

Wei Guoqing snorted suddenly, and looked at Wei Jiefang's unsatisfactory appearance and said solemnly, "What is the small matter? It's not all my own business! Otherwise, why would I ask you to do it? It's not that I have no other way, but now Secretary Tang of Rebirth International's mobile phone project attaches great importance to it, the two parties are very enthusiastic, and you can talk to Song Xiaoneng, it would be better if Song Xiao promised to take the lead."

Seeing that Wei Jiefang was about to speak, Wei Guoqing waved his hand to interrupt, "You don't need to worry about the rest, just ask Song Xiao for a meal, and I will handle the rest myself."

Wei Sheng raised his eyebrows when he heard it. It seemed that Wei Guoqing had something to ask to come to Secretary Tang. He heard that his father's factory was acquired by Rebirth International, and he could talk to Song Xiao, so he moved his mind to take this relationship.

But his words really made Wei Sheng feel a little angry. This old man is really used to the style of the superior, especially for this son who is not good enough in his eyes, asking for help but not asking for help at all, instead It's bossy.

Also, apart from the recent connection between his father's factory and Rebirth International, what else could make this old man move his mind and take the initiative to invite him to a restaurant for dinner?

Wei Jiefang suddenly looked embarrassed. For this reason, the old father said that it is not good for him to refuse, and it is even worse not to refuse.