Quiet Wedding Scene

July 1, 2023, Saturday, auspicious for weddings, sunny, 25~38℃.

At 5 a. m., the city begins to awaken from the stillness of the night.

"Ring ring—"

A soft alarm clock rang.

Tang Song opened his eyes instantly, picked up his Mobile Phone from the bedside table, and turned off the alarm.

When I turned around, I met a pair of charming and languid eyes.

He couldn't help but break into a bright smile. "Good morning, Zhuangzhuang."

"Ding-dong—" My Mobile Phone vibrated, and a text message notification sounded.

"[China Merchants Bank] Your account ending in 6800 received Renminbi 6400.00 on July 1st at 05:00."

Tang Song's mood instantly improved.

He wakes up every day to a small sum of money coming in, and even though he is not short of money, he still feels stable, grounded, and secure.

"Good morning." Wen Ruan yawned, her voice soft and sweet with the unique characteristics of early morning, her face still showing a hint of sleepiness.

Her thick, long brown hair fell over her bare skin, making her look exceptionally beautiful.

Tang Song licked his slightly dry lips, gently grasped the Wen Ruan peach-like flesh behind him, and said, "Zhuangzhuang, call out again, okay?"

Her long, slender, and nimble fingers instantly brought a blush to her face.

She gently bit his chest with her Wen Ruan, pearly teeth, rolled her eyes dramatically, and pushed him away. "Get lost! And don't call me Zhuangzhuang! I'm voluptuous and fit, not 'strong' at all."

Then, Wen Ruan's eyes flickered, she pinched Tang Song's chin, and said with a cold expression, "Come on, little brother, call me 'sister'!"

Last night, he completely overpowered me, causing me to lose face and making me feel ashamed in front of him.

Now that I've come to my senses, I have to get my revenge!

Moreover, seeing Tang Song so naked so early in the morning was really hard to resist.

I couldn't resist teasing this little brother.

It has to be said that Tang Song has a really good figure now.

Six clearly defined and strong abs, and a core muscle group brimming with explosive power...

She's naturally a bit of a sucker for Wen Ruan looks and also enjoys fitness.

Looking at Tang Song's face, which directly touched my sexual fetish, and his smooth, taut muscle lines, I really liked him to the extreme.

Tang Song raised his eyebrows slightly and shifted his left hand, immediately eliciting a soft gasp from the older sister.

"Zhuangzhuang, you're so lewd."

"Damn it!" Wen Ruan was Wen Ruan and embarrassed, and directly pressed down on the mature body weighing more than 130 pounds.

In the dimly lit room at dawn, a burst of laughter and playful chatter filled the air.

It was also accompanied from time to time by the older sister's threatening voice and Tang Song's teasing voice.

Washing up, changing clothes, putting on makeup...

When Wen Ruan Wen Ruan packing and came to the bedroom, she ran into Tang Song, who was coming out of the dressing room.

Seeing the tie in his hand, Wen Ruan smiled Wen Ruan and said, "Let me do it."

He stepped forward and reached out to take the gray tie.

The soft silk slid through her fingertips as she Wen Ruan wrapped the tie around his neck, her fingers deftly adjusting its length and position, tying each knot with delicate and meticulous movements.

The tie was quickly tied.

Wen Ruan took a step back, looking at Tang Song in front of her with a sweet and happy expression.

Standing at 184 cm tall with excellent body proportions, he appears tall and elegant in a sharp suit, exuding the confidence and composure unique to the elite class.

So cool!

She stepped forward again and kissed Tang Song's lips.

Feeling his fresh and pleasant breath, breathing in the scent emanating from him.

A long time passed.

Wen Ruan released him, her voice sweet as she said, "Let's go, handsome boyfriend, we should get going. I'll be waiting for you in the hotel's new room to pick us up."

"Let's go, my girlfriend."

A few minutes later.

The door of the Maybach S680 waiting downstairs opened, the two got in, and it slowly drove onto the main road.

It was not yet 6 o'clock.

There were relatively few vehicles and pedestrians on the streets, with only a few roadside breakfast shops displaying their signs, making the whole city seem rather quiet.

Sanitation workers responsible for cleaning the city have already started their busy work.

Along the way, you can often see men, women, and children who get up early to do morning exercises.

The two sat in the back row, quietly enjoying the morning light in the Imperial Capital.

The car first stopped outside a star-rated hotel. Wen Ruan got out of the car and walked quickly towards the entrance.

Since Zhou Bo and Sun Simin are both from Shandong Province and only own one recently purchased house here, the wedding ceremony was held at a nearby hotel.

The wedding banquet, including the one at noon, is also held here.

The total cost was 60,000 yuan, which is considered quite good value for money in Imperial Capital.

As the bridesmaid, Wen Ruan has a big task to do today.

Besides getting her makeup done and changing into bridesmaid dresses, she also had to assist the makeup artist with the bride's makeup, take some morning robe photos, play games with the bridesmaids, and film videos...

I watched my older sister's figure disappear.

Tang Song told the driver and set off for Fuyuanli Residential Area.

Outside the main entrance of Unit 2, Building 13, an archway has been erected, a red carpet has been laid out, and various festive stickers have been pasted on. There are also some flowers and signs around.

I went up to the 4th floor along the somewhat dilapidated stairs.

"Ding-dong—Ding-dong—" Tang Song pressed the electronic doorbell.

Soon, the brown security door was pulled open.

The room was filled with a joyful and warm atmosphere.

Zhou Bo, already dressed in a suit, greeted him with a warm smile, "Mr. Tang, you've arrived. Please come in and have a seat."

Behind him were a somewhat awkward elderly couple.

Tang Song patted Zhou Bo on the shoulder enthusiastically, "No wonder you're the groom, you're so handsome!"

"Hehe, okay. By the way, these are my parents." Zhou Bo quickly introduced, "Mom and Dad, this is Tang Song, whom I told you about. He's our company's boss and Si Min's boyfriend."

"Uncle and Aunt, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"Hello, hello! Please come in and have a seat. Old Zhou, quickly go and pour tea for Mr. Tang."

"Auntie, you don't need to be so polite. Today is Bo Ge's big day, you can just call me by my name. Besides, I'm the best man, I'm here to do the work, how can I let you entertain me?"

The group exchanged pleasantries for a while.

Tang Song began to get busy.

Helping to count the small red envelopes for the wedding procession, preparing props, cooperating with the photographer to record videos, having breakfast...

This was his first time being a groomsman, and he found it particularly novel and interesting.

7:30 a. m.

The group boarded a wedding car and set off for the hotel to pick up the bride.

Chaoyang District, Dongba Jiayuan Residential Area.

"Old Zhao, get up and eat breakfast now, we'll take the girl to her dance class later!" His wife called out as she opened the door.

I went to the window and drew back the curtains.

Bright sunlight instantly filled the entire room.

Zhao Mingying shielded her eyes from the glaring sunlight, sat up in bed, and looked somewhat dazed.

"I'm talking to you! Did you hear me!" The wife came to the bedside and began to fold the quilt.

"Okay, I understand." Zhao Mingying nodded and looked at her Mobile Phone.

I got out of bed and went to the living room.

"Good morning, Dad!" Tian Tian, the daughter, was doodling with a paintbrush in her hand.

"Good morning, Tian Tian." Zhao Mingying sat down at the dining table.

On the table were pumpkin porridge, steamed meat buns, and a plate of pickled vegetables that my wife had cooked that morning.

Zhao Mingying ate her steaming breakfast, she felt extremely troubled.

Just yesterday, one of the company's HR managers approached him.

His Public Relations Event Department needs to optimize its organizational structure to improve operational efficiency and reduce management costs.

The original Media Relations Operations will be taken over by the media operations department of another business unit.

As the head of the Public Relations Event Department and Media Relations Team, Zhao Mingying was the first to be subject to the reduction of "management costs".

However, it is still under discussion, and they say they want him to be mentally prepared first.

What I feared most came to pass!

He had a premonition about this day, which is why he worked overtime until 9 pm every day, took the initiative to go on business trips, and was cautious in every aspect.

As a media conglomerate, Xingyun International is riddled with factions, and conflicts and contradictions have always existed within it.

For example, in the Public Relations Event Department, as business growth slows down, leaders always try to find ways to reduce costs.

Despite his offer to take a pay cut, HR still expressed regret.

He is 36 years old this year and has been with the company for 10 years.

Because he joined the company early, and at that time there were no restrictions on educational qualifications, he was just an ordinary college graduate.

And because his salary has been increasing every year, and he is barely considered a manager, his human resource costs are currently very high.

It is true that the debuff is fully stacked.

The leader, who was several years younger than him, naturally targeted him first.

Touching her smooth forehead, and thinking about her current situation, Zhao Mingying felt extremely distressed.

"Tap tap tap—" The wife finished tidying up the room and came out. She sat down next to her daughter and suddenly said, "Old Zhao, our daughter has recently taken a great interest in Hua Hua. I'd like to enroll her in a class."

"How much?" Zhao Mingying looked up.

"6800 yuan. Many of the girl's classmates signed up, so they can have common topics to talk about."

"Oh, then I'll report it."

"Also, my mother needs leg surgery next month. Although it's covered by basic medical insurance, it will still cost a lot. They don't have a pension, so we'll have to contribute some money. How much do you think is appropriate?"

"Just do it your way."

Zhao Mingying lowered her head, Mo Mo calculating the family's savings.

Fortunately, he bought the house early, when the price per square meter in the neighborhood was only 25,000 yuan. He also paid off several loans ahead of schedule, and now his monthly mortgage payment is less than 7,000 yuan.

However, his wife was just an ordinary accountant with a very low salary.

In middle age, people face unemployment, and their stable lives are disrupted.

Children, elderly, mortgage, life...

Pressure came from all sides.

He needs to find a job as soon as possible.

He picked up his Mobile Phone, opened WeChat, scrolled through his contacts for a while, and wondered if there was anyone he could connect with who could help him.

Over the years, he has made many friends, many of whom have become senior executives in the company.

If you're persistent and keep contacting people, finding a job to make ends meet shouldn't be too difficult.

However, the compensation is definitely not as good as that of Xingyun International Group, and it is also unstable.

With a sigh, Zhao Mingying opened her Moments and started scrolling through it while eating.

Soon, several festive and bright red photos came into view.

[Wen Ruan: "The most beautiful moment, the best of us, happy wedding, my girl!"]

Below is a set of 9 photos taken in the hotel's wedding room.

The bride, Sun Simin, is in the center position, surrounded by several girls.

The most eye-catching of them all is undoubtedly the Wen Ruan.

Zhao Mingying slapped her forehead, only then remembering that she had to attend Sun Simin's wedding at noon.

The notification yesterday was so sudden that he had completely forgotten about it.

I have red envelopes at home, but I might not have enough cash, so I'll have to go to the bank.

Looking at the Wen Ruan photo, Zhao Mingying shook her head with a wry smile.

It's quite ironic, really. I just helped someone get a referral a few days ago, and now I'm about to be laid off myself.

As for getting in through the back door from Vice President Ji Qiuyu, he never even considered it.

The two had worked in the same department when they joined the company, exchanged contact information, and could barely exchange a few words.

The reason I was able to help Wen Ruan get a referral to Director Ji is because...

It was because I saw the job posting on their Moments that Mr. Director Ji took the initiative to request an internal referral.

Given his current situation, it would be truly presumptuous of him to go and seek help from others.

Shaking her head, Zhao Mingying commented under the post. "Congratulations to Si Min on her wedding! The bride is beautiful, and the bridesmaids are beautiful too!"

In the celebratory hotel suite.

Wen Ruan, holding the answer sheet, called out loudly, "Please state the bride's lunar birthday!"

"June 9th!"

Please name ten of the bride's best qualities!

"Virtuous, intelligent, beautiful, and a good cook... um... let me think..."

Amidst the jeers and cheers, Zhou Bo's face turned bright red with anxiety.

"Where are the shoes?"

"It's not in the closet!" "It's not in the bedside table either! Look under the bed!"

"It's on top of the air conditioner! Brother Bo! Go get it quickly! We'll carry it up for you!"

After receiving the shoes, Zhou Bo straightened his somewhat disheveled clothes and knelt down on one knee to help Sun Simin put them on.

Then, taking the bouquet from Tang Song, she excitedly exclaimed, "Sun Simin, I love you! All I can say is, marry me!"

They accepted the bouquet, embraced, and kissed.

Cheers and applause erupted instantly in the room.

Standing in the crowd, Tang Song looked at Wen Ruan, who was watching the newlyweds embracing, her eyes filled with tears.

The bride returned to her new house in Fuyuanli.

Serving tea, taking photos, entertaining guests...

After completing the entire process, they finally headed to the hotel banquet hall.

11:00 AM.

The wedding is about to begin, and guests are arriving one after another.

A black Buick Regal was parked in the hotel's Underground Parking Lot.

Zhao Mingying locked her car, patted her pocket containing her wallet, and walked towards the elevator.

He, Sun Simin, and Wen Ruan were all in the same department and had a good relationship with each other.

At the beginning, he was the leader of both of them.

Later, with the acquisition of a controlling stake in Tang Zong Entertainment, the company's internal organizational structure was adjusted, and multiple business units were established, which is why they were scattered across different departments.

Several years have passed, and he is still stuck in the same place.

Sun Simin has been promoted to planning supervisor, the same rank as him.

Ultimately, it's because I lack education that I suffer.

In today's increasingly formal Xingyun International, he was among the first batch of veteran employees to be laid off.

Outside the entrance to the banquet hall on the first floor.

The welcome and registration area was decorated in a vibrant red, with the newlyweds' wedding photos displayed nearby.

Zhao Mingying beamed and hurried over. "Si Min, congratulations! Happy wedding!"

"Thank you, Old Zhao!" Sun Simin, dressed in a beautiful welcoming outfit, beamed and held out her hand, saying, "Give me a red envelope!"

"Haha, here it comes!" Zhao Mingying took out a red envelope from her pocket and placed it on the long table. On it, written in gold characters, was the words "May you be forever united and live a long and happy life together."

Because we have a good relationship, his red envelope was quite thick, and he chose an auspicious number: 888 yuan.

I chatted briefly with the bride and groom.

Zhao Mingying waved to the people next to her and said, "The two bridesmaids look so beautiful today, they're almost stealing the bride's thunder."

Su KeKe said Tian Tian, "Hello, Brother Zhao."

Wen Ruan held Wang Jiao's hand and said with a smile, "Old Zhao, you've finally arrived."

The three former colleagues stood together and chatted for only a few words.

Then I heard another set of footsteps beside me, accompanied by enthusiastic congratulations.

"Happy wedding!" "Happy wedding! Here's a red envelope for you!"...

Zhao Mingying turned around and saw a dozen or so employees from the company's Creative Planning Department, both men and women, all of whom were colleagues of Sun Simin's department.

After gathering together and having a lively time for a while...

These colleagues all turned their gazes toward Wen Ruan, who was standing to the side.

"Wen Ruan, long time no see." "Wen Ruan."

"Welcome everyone to Si Min's wedding!" Wen Ruan remained calm as she faced her former colleagues. "Come on, everyone, I'll take you to your seats."

Then, everyone followed into the spacious and bright banquet hall.

The entire venue was beautifully decorated with white gauze curtains, balloons, fireworks, and lights.

Soft music flowed through the air.

Since today's attendees are mostly classmates and colleagues from both sides, there aren't many seats available.

There are five or six tables on each side, arranged very loosely.

The middle section was separated by a T-shaped stage, which was covered with a red carpet and rose petals.

After arriving at the bride's relatives and friends area on the right and arranging for everyone to be seated,

A male colleague who had arrived early stood up and asked with concern, "Wen Ruan, I heard you went for an interview at the Media Operations Division. How did it go?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately attracted a lot of attention.

The male colleagues' Wen Ruan turned ardent as they looked at the mature and sexy Wen Ruan.

Wen Ruan was once a very popular beauty in their business unit.

When we meet again now, she is as charming as ever.

"I heard from Jiaxuan a few days ago that you wanted to go back to Xingyun International."

"I heard Old Zhao referred you internally. Are you going to the Yancheng branch to continue doing planning work? In a management position?"

"The Yancheng branch is under the responsibility of our Director Ji. The initial supervisors were all sent from the head office, so it's very difficult to get a management position directly."

Wen Ruan pursed her lips and said in a complicated tone, "I haven't met Director Ji yet, so I don't know the specific results."

"Keep it up!" "Welcome back to the Xingyun International family soon!"

Looking at this once radiant female colleague, many people felt a pang of sadness.

Wen Ruan was just in time for the right moment.

I joined the company in 2015. In 2017, Xingyun International received investment from Tang Zong Entertainment, and the company began to develop rapidly, with employee benefits rising accordingly.

I never expected that I would suddenly resign later.

Now 30 years old, she wants to go back to the company and start over, but it's unclear what the outcome will be.

Zhao Mingying sighed, unable to help but think about the layoffs she was about to face.

In such a complex and large corporation, it's incredibly difficult to live comfortably.

"Wen Ruan, actually, just like Jiaxuan said, you can go and talk to Mr. Zhang." A female colleague said with a smile, "He is now the General Manager of the International Cooperation Department, which is also a senior executive of our group. He can definitely help you."

Upon hearing her words, the expressions of her colleagues around her became somewhat strange.

Many of them were eyewitnesses to the "Yellow Rumor Incident" involving Wen Ruan and Zhang Zihang.

Even if they hadn't witnessed Zhang Zihang's wife angrily rebuking Wen Ruan in person, they had all heard about it or even seen video clips.

She also knew that it was Wen Ruan's most embarrassing experience, and that was why she left Xingyun International.

Now that Pan Huihui has brought up someone's past hurts in person, it's somewhat embarrassing for her.

Wen Ruan ignored her; it was her best friend's wedding, and she didn't want to spoil the festive atmosphere.

During my five years at Xingyun International, I made many friends, but I may have also unintentionally offended some idiots.

For example, Pan Huihui was also a former colleague in the Digital Marketing Department.

As far as she knows, the other party is now on a very good relationship with Li Jiaxuan.

"Hello everyone, what are you talking about? Hui Hui, I heard you mention my name just now. Are you talking about me behind my back?" A soft and playful female voice rang out.

Everyone turned around and saw Li Jiaxuan and Zhang Zihang walking over, with bridesmaid Su KeKe following behind them.

"Mr. Zhang!" "Mr. Zhang! You're here!" "Jiaxuan! You look so beautiful today!"

Colleagues stood up to greet him.

Then, they couldn't help but glance at Wen Ruan.

It's quite unbelievable that Zhang Zihang, a senior manager in the company, would attend the wedding of Sun Simin, a junior employee.

The only reason for this is its Wen Ruan.

Many of her female colleagues couldn't help but feel a hint of jealousy.

As the only son of Zhang Chaoming, a director of the company, Zhang Zihang is basically the designated successor, with unlimited potential.

Zhang Zihang said in a friendly tone, "Please sit down, everyone. We are all guests here for the wedding today, so there's no need to be so formal."

Zhang Zihang, 35 years old this year, has a refined and easy-going appearance and a well-proportioned figure.

He wore a pair of gray half-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, his hair was neatly combed to one side, and he exuded a calm and unhurried demeanor.

He is a very charming man.

Upon hearing his words, everyone chuckled and sat down, exchanging a few pleasantries.

Zhang Zihang a deep breath, turned around, looked directly in Wen Ruan's direction, and smiled, "Long time no see."

Three years have passed, and she is still as pleasing to the eye as ever, with a charm that has been refined over the years.

Like a fine, aged wine, it is refreshing and delightful.

"Please have a seat, Mr. Zhang!" Wen Ruan's face showed no emotion as she politely pointed to an empty table in front of her.

"Thank you, Sister Wen Ruan." Li Jiaxuan, dressed in an elegant long dress, smiled, took Zhang Zihang's arm, and started to walk towards her seat.

However, Zhang Zihang, who was standing next to him, did not move.

After a moment of silence, Zhang Zihang walked up to Wen Ruan. "Wen Ruan, the main reason I came here is to extend an olive branch to you. You were the most outstanding employee in our Digital Marketing Department before, and I still admire you very much. I recommended you to Mr. Xie and would like to invite you to serve as the director of the Digital Marketing Department."

Upon hearing this, the surroundings gradually quieted down, and everyone stared in astonishment.

Standing to the side, Li Jiaxuan's face turned pale, and intense jealousy and resentment welled up in her heart.

She had worked so hard for so many years, pursued Zhang Zihang for so long, and even slept with him several times.

In the end, he still didn't see himself.

The director position I've longed for still belongs to Wen Ruan!

If Wen Ruan and submissive woman were to take over, I'd probably be kicked out immediately.

Wen Ruan's eyes flickered slightly, her brows furrowed, and her heart was filled with doubt.

Wasn't it Director Ji? How did it become Mr. Xie? What's going on?

Seeing Wen Ruan remain silent, Zhang Zihang stepped forward again.

He said in a calm tone, "I am very sorry that I caused you a very bad influence in the past because of my personal reasons."

I've now been transferred back to headquarters from the subsidiary, and I hope you can come back too.

Many things don't need to be taken to heart. As long as you become strong enough, no one will dare to slander you.

After he finished speaking, his gaze swept over his colleagues.

In fact, as one of the parties involved, it was because of his special status.

Basically, all the turmoil has led to Wen Ruan.

He came here today to make some promises to her and, incidentally, to stand up for her.

To make up for what I have wronged in the past.

Of course, he really liked this female colleague.

She is intelligent, kind, emotionally stable, and sexy; she is an ideal wife candidate.

Both of them are currently unmarried, so it's not impossible for them to try getting together.

Her colleagues all looked at Wen Ruan with complicated expressions.

The Mr. Xie"that Zhang Zihang mentioned is Xie Wenbin, the Vice President in charge of marketing, a true senior executive of the group.

Now, with just a nod, Wen Ruan can immediately become a middle-level manager in the company.

They were left behind.

Pan Huihui, who was an employee in the Digital Marketing Department, suddenly trembled and turned pale.

If Wen Ruan becomes her boss, she'll probably be laid off immediately.

Zhao Mingying swallowed hard, feeling extremely bitter.

The circumstances of people are truly incomparable.

But then I felt relieved.

Given Wen Ruan's abilities and achievements, she would have had a great chance of becoming the Digital Marketing Department Director even if that incident hadn't happened.

It's just a return to its original trajectory.

From this perspective, Mr. Zhang is quite sentimental.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang." Looking at Zhang Zihang in front of her, Wen Ruan moved Wen Ruan to the side and said in a low voice, "I have no intention of returning to work at headquarters, so I can only regret not being able to help you."

Upon hearing this...

Li Jiaxuan and Pan Huihui instantly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if a great weight had been lifted from their shoulders.

The others looked on incredulously.

Digital Marketing Department Director position with an annual salary of hundreds of thousands, and he just gave it up like that?!

Zhao Mingying opened her mouth, about to say a few words of advice.

Li Jiaxuan grabbed Zhang Zihang's arm again, "Mr. Zhang, Wen Ruan has her own plans. She has always been a very independent woman. I think you should respect her choice."

Zhang Zihang calmly freed his arm.

He said firmly and confidently, "There's no need to rush to give me an answer. You can take your time to consider it. My promise is always valid."

Sensing Zhang Zihang's attitude, Li Jiaxuan lowered her head, bit her lower lip hard, and tried to suppress her emotions.

In the bright hall, soft music was still playing, but everyone's mind was disturbed by this sudden news.

Just then, a clear and magnetic voice rang out. "Ruan Ruan, what's wrong?"

Accompanied by crisp footsteps, Tang Song walked over, holding a long tube of fireworks.

He was impeccably dressed in a suit, with handsome features, and wore a "Best Man" badge on his chest.

Beneath a high, straight nose, the lips are clearly defined, and the slightly upturned corners of the mouth seem to carry a faint Wei Xiao.

He stood calmly beside Wen Ruan, his eyes deep and composed, exuding a strong sense of asceticism and elite temperament.

His appearance perfectly exemplifies the word "outstanding".

He's like a young and promising company president straight out of a workplace drama.

Tang Song's gaze swept over the crowd, holding two firework sparklers in his left hand, while his right hand naturally wrapped around her Wen Ruan and firm waist.

Everyone was stunned, their gazes turning in surprise to the boy who had suddenly appeared.

"Nothing, just chatting with former colleagues. Are you done with your work?" Wen Ruan leaned her head closer to him, a smile involuntarily spreading across her face.

"Yes, all the details have been checked, the wedding process will be absolutely fine."

Seeing the two's intimate actions, the others instantly understood.

Wen Ruan boyfriend!

Li Jiaxuan's eyes sparkled as she looked at the two of them and smiled, "Wen Ruan- jie, is this your boyfriend? He's so handsome!"

She wasn't someone who was obsessed with looks. Although the other person was indeed handsome and had a good presence, he was naturally far less impressive than Zhang Zihang, the son of a group director.

Moreover, this handsome guy arrived at just the right time, which put an end to Zhang Zihang's feelings.

The best course of action is to become enraged and completely break ties with Wen Ruan.

She glanced at Tang Song's profile and said Wen Ruan, "He is indeed my boyfriend."

In an instant, whispers arose.

Zhao Mingying, who was in the crowd, pinched her thigh.

"Hiss~" A distinct pain came.

I'm not seeing things! I'm not dreaming! Good heavens! It really is him!

Although he had never spoken to the other person, he had a deep impression of this boy.

At the time, the other party and Mo Xiangwan from Tang Zong Entertainment walked into the backstage of the concert together, making a terrifying entrance.

When assigning tasks backstage, their department High-ranking official, Zhao Siya, addressed the other party as "Mr. Tang," showing extreme respect.

This is a true big shot, a big shot who is on par with Mo Xiangwan.

A big shot who's even more powerful than their group's CEO!

Looking at Wen Ruan standing intimately beside him.

Zhao Mingying shuddered suddenly, her head spinning like a rollercoaster.

An excited blush gradually rose on her face.

Zhang Zihang's promise was simply to return Wen Ruan to her rightful place.

But Wen Ruan has such a boyfriend, all she needs is for President Mo from Tang Zong Entertainment to say something.

Forget about Digital Marketing Department Director, I could even land the position of General Manager of a business unit!

Soon, Zhao Mingying realized something even more important.

Fortunately, I went to Yancheng and helped Wen Ruan submit her resume, which solidified our relationship.

I never imagined that at the age of 36, I, Old Zhao, would finally usher in a turning point in my life!

Zhang Zihang's gaze gradually sharpened, but he wasn't too surprised.

With her Wen Ruan charm, it's perfectly normal for her to have a boyfriend.

Watching the two about to clash, the group couldn't help but make a comparison in their minds.

It has to be admitted that Wen Ruan's boyfriend is really outstanding in appearance and temperament, and he is young and handsome.

But Mr. Zhang is also good-looking. His father is a director of Xingyun International, and he himself is a senior executive of the company.

In this respect, Mr. Zhang is more impressive.

After a moment's Pondered, Zhang Zihang looked at Tang Song opposite him and extended his hand, saying, "Hello, I am..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by an excited, gruff voice.

"Hello, Mr. Tang! I never expected to run into you here, and I certainly never imagined you were Wen Ruan's boyfriend!"

Zhao Mingying stepped directly between the two, shielding Zhang Zihang behind her, and said with a flushed face, "I am Wen Ruan's longtime friend and colleague, Zhao Mingying. I've never heard Wen Ruan mention you before, I was really startled just now, hahaha."

He's going to be laid off anyway, so what's there to be afraid of? Of course, the first thing to do is to try and get on his good side!

What Mr. Zhang? Get lost!

Zhao Mingying's impetuous manner and tone of voice stunned his colleagues present.

Zhang Zihang's face darkened slightly, and his expression became serious.

Wen Ruan asked, completely bewildered, "Tang Song, do you know Old Zhao?"

Tang Song looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and gave an awkward smile.

God knows where this Old Zhao came from, I have absolutely no recollection of him!

Zhao Mingying said excitedly, "Mr. Tang may not remember, but I was there when you and President Mo came over backstage at the concert."

"So that's how it is, hello Old Zhao." Tang Song smiled and shook hands with him, gradually understanding the situation.

Xingyun International was responsible for the publicity planning and media relations for Su Yu Concert.

There were quite a few of their employees backstage at the time, so it was understandable that they recognized me.

"Hello, hello!" Holding Tang Song's hand, Zhao Mingying's face was flushed, and her heart was pounding wildly.

It felt like I was experiencing my first love again.

Listening to their conversation, the surrounding colleagues became increasingly confused.

Wen Ruan's boyfriend seems pretty impressive! What's his background?

Li Jiaxuan's eyes twitched, and she said softly, "Brother Zhao, who President Mo you're talking about? Is it President Mo from our group's Legal Department?"

Zhao Mingying grinned and said with a smile, "Of course not, it's President Mo from Tang Zong Entertainment!"

"Tang Zong Entertainment!?"

"President Mo... Mo... Mo..."

"President Mo!?"

In an instant, a series of exclamations rang out.

Zhang Zihang's lips trembled uncontrollably, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

A male colleague raised his hand and said with difficulty, "Old Zhao, are you kidding me?"

"Yeah, this... was it a deliberate attempt to scare us?"

"Is it one of the small entertainments arranged for the wedding?"

As the holding company of Xingyun International, Tang Zong Entertainment and the others naturally know it very well.

President Mo Xiangwan is a household name, frequently appearing in financial, fashion, and entertainment news.

These important figures are completely unrelated to them.

Upon hearing Old Zhao's words, Wen Ruan, who was standing next to Tang Song, stiffened. Suddenly, the image of the guitarist from Su Yu Concert on June 20th popped into her mind.

Tang Song and Song Dynasties... Mo Xiangwan... Su Yu?

No wonder he received a VIP invitation to the concert.

So what exactly is their relationship?

Su Yu ...

Zhao Mingying licked her dry lips, just about to say something to explain.

Then I heard a series of chaotic footsteps behind me, accompanied by the clattering of tables and chairs.

Immediately afterwards, all the colleagues around him stood up.

A series of tense and respectful shouts rang out.

"Director Ji!" "Director Ji!"

Zhao Mingying turned around and saw Ji Qiuyu, the decisive and efficient vice president of the group.

Behind them followed the main characters of the wedding, Sun Simin and Zhou Bo, as well as some of their colleagues from the company.

Everyone crowded around Ji Qiuyu, their expressions a mixture of excitement and nervousness.

Zhang Zihang paused for a moment, then quickly greeted him, "Director Ji!"

Although both are senior managers, Ji Qiuyu and he are completely different. Ji Qiuyu is a true group boss, a powerful vice president in charge of media business, and has the support of the board of directors of Tang Zong Entertainment.

Even his father, who was a board member, had to give the other party face.

Ji Qiuyu calmly greeted everyone and stepped into the middle of the crowd.

Her eyes trembled when she saw Tang Song standing next to Wen Ruan.

Suppressing his surprise and unease, a bright smile instantly appeared on his indifferent and cold face.

She stepped forward and extended her hand, saying, "Hello Mr. Tang! I didn't expect you to attend this wedding! I'm Ji Qiuyu, the Vice President of Xingyun International! President Mo mentioned you to me before, but this is our first formal meeting. It's a pleasure to meet you!"

In an instant, the surroundings became eerily quiet.

"Hello, Director Ji." Tang Song pursed his lips and gently shook hands with her.

What's wrong with me today? It's like everyone knows me.

Ji Qiuyu released her right hand, turned to look at Wen Ruan beside her, and said with a smile, "Hello Wen Ruan, it was really unfortunate yesterday, we just missed each other. I came here today specifically to attend Si Min's wedding, just to talk to you personally about your position, to show the company's sincerity."

Wen Ruan raised her head, her tone complex and enigmatic, and said, "Thank you Director Ji."

"Hehe." Ji Qiuyu shook hands with Wen Ruan Yancheng subsidiary. Of course, if you have any other ideas, you can bring them up, and we will consider them carefully."

Wen Ruan's expression froze for a moment, and she unconsciously tightened her grip on Ji Qiuyu's hand.