" Old Li..." Wang Xiaocong said to an old man who was in his fifties. He had been taught an American education since he was young. In his opinion, he naturally did not have the concept of respecting the elderly. Moreover, this old man was related to his family. According to seniority, he had to call him uncle.
The arrogant expression on his face was his trademark. He had the right to put on a neutral expression and did not need to please others. However, the next moment, after he swept his gaze around the venue, his eyes lit up and a bright smile appeared on his face.
If one looked closely at this smile, there was a hint of…ingratiation.
" Teacher Zeng..." Wang Xiaocong really did sound like he was the first to speak. At this time, Wang Changdong was on the podium, giving a speech, coincidentally catching up with his speech.
Therefore, Wang Xiaocong's voice was very loud. He did not realize that his words and actions were filled with arrogance.
However, the smile on this arrogant young man's face was like a spring breeze.
Wang Changdong was giving his speech in high spirits, but he didn't expect someone to speak so brazenly while he was speaking.
He frowned unhappily. With the station head overseas for an inspection, his father, the deputy station head, was the station's head. After today, he had to teach this person a lesson and let him know what the station's surname was.
However, when he looked at Wang Xiaocong with dissatisfaction, he saw Wang Xiaocong's radiant expression. He was stunned and could not remember the other party's identity.
"Why does it look so familiar?" he muttered to himself.
He sniffed the host beside him softly, only to find that this usually snobbish female host seemed to have seen a god of fortune. She muttered,"Honey…"
"Her husband?" Wang Changdong mulled over his words and looked up at the young figure."Master? Wang Xiaocong."
He couldn't believe it. How could a small party like this within his radio station have shocked this god?
His gaze shifted and landed on the person who came with Wang Xiaocong.
Chief Wang? Secretary Li? Sun tribe?
This luxurious appearance made him dizzy.
However, what made him even more dizzy appeared. The big shots who were at the level of immortals in his eyes actually came to the last row and sat...
She sat next to Zeng Xiaoxian.
"Young man, do you mind giving up your seat to this old man?”Old Man Li, who was Secretary Li in Changdong Wang's words, said to the intern in a friendly manner.
"Sure, sure."
The intern replied in shock. He didn't know anyone else, but he had heard of Secretary Li's reputation.
It could be said that in the broadcasting industry, he was an existence that covered the sky with one hand. Moreover, Secretary Li was considered his schoolmate. Before he entered politics, Secretary Li had personally created a few programs with high listeratings. His methods were all used as classic examples by the teachers in his school to explain to them.
"We've earned it, we've earned it. He didn't expect that he would be able to interact with such a living fossil just by attending a party.”The intern felt as if he had just eaten a ginseng fruit.
"Hiss!"
He took a deep breath. What did he see? He saw that the big boss he thought was unattainable actually took the initiative to greet Zeng Xiaoxian. This was simply…
He did not know how to describe his feelings. At this moment, he had mixed feelings.
The loser in his eyes, the negative example, was actually talking so calmly with his unattainable god.
He knew that he had lost an opportunity. Just now, when the two of them were sitting together, he actually disdained to talk to them.
He gasped nine times. He saw Wang Xiaocong, who had always been high-profile, talking to Zeng Xiaoxian in a flattering manner.
Ordinary people could not imagine the shock of seeing Wang Xiaocong in person. What was even more shocking was seeing Wang Xiaocong fawning over others.
This was even rarer than Mars colliding with Earth.
Wang Xiaocong once said," I don't care if my friend is rich or not. In any case, he won't be richer than me.”
This sentence was easy to understand on the surface, but the deeper meaning was that everyone in this world could be my friend. No matter if you were rich or not, don't think about making me accommodate you.
Grandpa, I don't have many friends like you, and I don't need you either.
"Teacher Zeng, did I come too late? You've already received the broadcasting rookie award.”Wang Xiaocong stuck his head out and said.
"Not yet." Zeng Xiaoxian pointed at Wang Changdong on the stage."The award recipient is up there receiving his award.”
"Damn it." Although Wang Xiaocong seemed to be a joker who liked to show off his wealth and flirt with young models, he was very smart. If he was really a prodigal son, he would have cleaned up the hundreds of millions his father gave him a few years ago. In fact, although Wang Xiaocong's investment projects made some profits and some losses, overall, they were still profitable.
As soon as he heard Zeng Xiaoxian's words, he knew what was going on.
"The one standing on the stage, get the f * ck over here.”Wang Xiaocong's voice rang out, stunning everyone.
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