Chapter 36 Tipsy
She didn't think much about it. Since she had run into him, she should go over and say hello.

There were two taps on the back seat window. Chen Jingyuan was on the phone at the time. He turned his head slightly to look outside.

The girl's fair and delicate face was printed on the glass. With a faint smile on her cheek, she called out "Mr. Chen" politely and reservedly.

The driver in the front seat reacted and raised his hand to unlock the door.

The slight sound made Liang Weining's expression change. Out of her sixth sense, she immediately understood the instructions of the man in the car.

boarding.

Despite my doubts, I did it anyway.

After the car door closed, the stretched Pullman started slowly and drove away from the building. I didn't know where the destination was. The car was quiet, and the only thing I could hear was the man's mellow and magnetic voice when he answered the phone.

She discovered that every time the boss spoke Cantonese, there was always a hint of subtle laziness and gentleness in his voice.

This is rarely seen in daily work.

Liang Weining couldn't help but wonder, if Chen Jingyuan abandoned his status as a high-ranking official, what would his tone and demeanor be like when he spoke privately to the people he was closest to and trusted the most.

Of course, as a subordinate, she probably had no chance of seeing it.

The car finally stopped in front of the lobby of a high-end club. Liang Weining initially thought that he was going to meet a client or discuss business, but it was not until she sat down in the private room and saw a row of high-end dresses entering the room that she looked at the man beside her with an inquiring look.

Chen Jingyuan was still handling official business. Sensing the girl's puzzled gaze, he simply raised his chin and said, "Go pick something you like."

Breaking the routine with employee benefits?
Liang Weining had never experienced such treatment before, so she inevitably felt guilty, but she had to be ungrateful and refused the boss's face in front of several designers and makeup artists.

After two seconds of silence, she asked softly, "Can I be a little more low-key at the banquet tonight?"

She is very smart.

Chen Jingyuan finally raised his eyes from the electronic tablet, stared at the girl for a while, and said gently: "As long as you are comfortable, I have no objection."

Meaning, whichever set she chooses, it's up to her.

In fact, in life, although she is lazy, Liang Weining is a girl with strong opinions.

Since the boss had spoken, she stopped wasting time and directly signaled to the designer to take down the simplest white dress.

The casual pointing gesture was not perfunctory, but the target was identified at first sight.

Just like we chose China and Hong Kong in the first place.

An hour later, Liang Weining got into the car wearing gorgeous clothes. The back seat was spacious and she still sat in the assistant's seat, which was opposite the boss.

The dress has soft lines, a semi-low one-shoulder design in the front, pure white fabric wraps around the girl's soft chest, the back has a deep V design, and the outermost layer is covered with translucent soft lace tulle.

When she came out of the fitting room, the designer couldn't hide his amazement.

The visual effect is beyond imagination.

Especially for someone with a plump and well-proportioned figure like Liang Weining, with skin as white as jade, thin shoulders and a slender neck, a dress that is difficult for ordinary people to control looks almost perfect on her.

Chen Jingyuan leaned back in his chair with a calm expression, his watch-wearing hand resting lightly on his trouser knee. He looked at him silently for a few seconds, and a low voice came out of his throat, "Secretary Liang's understanding of low-key seems to need to be studied."

Liang Weining came back to her senses in a daze, turned her head to look at the man, and asked politely: "Isn't it low-key enough?"

She thought it was a problem with the dress.

In other words, it would be difficult to stand out from the crowd no matter which piece you pick from that row of expensive haute couture.

The man remained silent, his black custom-made suit outlining his superior figure. Even when he was sitting, he could not hide his noble aura.

The occasion tonight is more formal, and he wears a silver brooch on the left peak lapel of his suit. The accessories are just like him, gentlemanly and calm. The high-end material is integrated with the cool halo, showing low-key luxury and restraint under the ambient light, which makes people unable to take their eyes away when they inadvertently glimpse it.

The person opposite admired quietly, his eyes focused without realizing it.

Chen Jingyuan's eyes fell on the girl's face, and he noticed her little movements, but he didn't interrupt her. He just walked silently to the banquet with her.

The banquet was held on the third floor of the gorgeous and dazzling port cruise ship. This was a charity fundraising dinner initiated by the Wildlife Conservation Foundation. Undoubtedly, combined with the recent boom in the Lianwu Island development project in Zhonggang, the protagonist of the banquet was obvious at a glance.

To put it more bluntly, of all the business celebrities invited and present tonight, almost half of them came for the three words "Mr. Chen".

China and Hong Kong are among the top capital groups in the world, with projects worth hundreds of billions of dollars, and no one can be as stable as Mount Tai.

Liang Weining finally understood why the boss personally took her to choose a dress.

He seldom attends similar occasions, but anyone he takes a fancy to must be a heavyweight.

After the dinner started, business people kept coming over to greet and toast. Chen Jingyuan didn't drink much, but a diligent secretary blocked a lot of his drinks.

Not far away, the prince of the Zhou family walked over with a wine glass in his hand, put one hand in his pocket, looked at the girl with a smile, turned his head and said to the man, "It's been a while since we last met, and Secretary Liang has become more and more charming. As a boss, you really haven't treated her badly."

Liang Weining was a little drunk and only listened halfway.

She cast her gaze towards the back of the banquet hall and said modestly in a soft voice, "Mr. Zhou, thank you for the compliment. Your secretary is also very beautiful."

The little girl has good eyesight.

Zhou Shixu asked leisurely, "How did you know she was my secretary?"

simple.

"If it was just an ordinary female companion, she would definitely stick to you, but that lady has a sense of propriety and is more in awe of you."

She understands too well the psychological state of a subordinate facing his superior.

It was precisely because of this sigh of mutual admiration that Chen Jingyuan's originally calm black eyes suddenly revealed a mysterious and deep feeling.

So, Secretary Liang treated him the same way.

Zhou Shixu admired this little girl a little.

Last time he tried to poach people at the racecourse, he failed. Lao Chen looks like he treasures her very much. She is smart and loyal. Anyone would want to keep a close eye on such a female subordinate.

In the second half, the charity donation ceremony began.

Liang Weining wrote down a huge number on the envelope on behalf of the boss. He hesitated a little when he put pen to paper, feeling uneasy. He turned his head and asked softly, "Mr. Chen, do you want to take another look?"

"If you think it's too little, just add another zero." Chen Jingyuan's voice was clear and steady.

No.

Liang Weining moved closer and explained in a whisper, "I think it's too much. We have to spend money on developing projects, so we have to use the funds wisely."

She taught the boss how to do things in a serious manner.

At the dinner party in Lianwu Island, Liang Weining said that as long as he kept his drinking within five cups, he would definitely be able to survive.

But judging from what happened tonight, she probably overestimated herself.

There was a faint smell of alcohol in the girl's breath, mixed with the freshness of fir fruits on her body, and mixed with the rich and subtle fragrance lingered on Chen Jingyuan's nose.

Normally, even if they were sitting side by side in the car like this, she would not be closer than half an arm's length away from him, but now, the girl's chin was almost touching his shoulder.

The secretary's slightly tipsy appearance caused ripples in the heart of the aloof Mr. Chen.

His Adam's apple moved slightly, and his voice softened unconsciously, "Don't try to show off at drinking parties in the future. You are my secretary, Chen Jingyuan, and no one dares to embarrass you."

Ok?
Do you think it’s too much, sir?

Liang Weining felt dizzy, so he turned around, picked up a pen, and obediently crossed out the two zeros at the end.

Fifty million became five hundred thousand.

Chen Jingyuan:
(End of this chapter)