Chapter 71: Top Floor

Even if she is laughed at, she is not wronged.

As for the style, in Vivi's words, it sounds like Cantonese at first, but if you taste it carefully, it is actually a hodgepodge of flavors. It not only has a strong mainland flavor, but also has a local language that cannot be traced.

Liang Weining probably understood that the so-called 'local language' in the other party's mouth referred to the Chengdu dialect, which was the hometown accent that emanated from her bones.

Really tried my best.

Who would have thought that my language talent, which allows me to easily master French and English, would be completely defeated by Cantonese.

Even in his dreams in recent nights, Liang Weining was practicing the lyrics hard.

Finally, the countdown to the tormenting days has finally begun.

On the day of the annual meeting, the atmosphere was more lively than in previous years.

To reduce formalism and add many team-building and social activities, the main venue is arranged on the 13th floor, and the floor below is the leisure and entertainment area, with as many as kinds of entertainment activities such as masquerade, wine tasting, billiards, etc.

Of course, the highlight is the performances of each department, because the team that wins the Best Talent Award will receive generous rewards and have an additional chance to win a blind cash box starting from at least five figures.

The directors in charge of the songs and performances consisted of six people, four women and two men.

The Mandarin-Cantonese version of "Blue and White Porcelain" was adapted to include not only classical instruments such as the erhu and pipa, but also light rock and electronic music. It may seem incongruous, but in fact it gives people another kind of niche high-end feeling, pushing the entire performance to its maximum level.

Especially Secretary Liang's Jiangnan tune. Although the pronunciation is not standard, the advantage is the soft voice and the melodious ending. It not only retains the original Chinese style and charm, but also has its own unique and bright colors. It is immersive and tasteful, and has a unique elegant beauty of the new Chinese hodgepodge.

These are the judges’ exact words.

Everyone couldn't hide their laughter as they clapped enthusiastically, and judging by the reactions below, the result should be pretty good.

Sure enough, the highest score of the game.

Six people from the board office shared a cash blind box worth 9.9 yuan.

Some people discussed privately that the judges gave high scores just to curry favor with the board of directors, and everyone knew who they were referring to.

After all, within less than half a year after joining China Harbour, he quickly became a celebrity around Mr. Chen. He is still so young, and as long as he continues to make steady progress, his future will be bright.

Who knows, in another year or two, they will all enter the management level. Their luck and strength will be far beyond the reach of these struggling grassroots employees.

A group of people were drinking and gossiping until the person involved came over here. Everyone fell silent, smiled in unison, and waved to the girl, "Secretary Liang, you look so beautiful tonight."

Liang Weining nodded slightly and said thank you.

She paused for a moment and asked casually, "What do you think of this annual meeting?"

When it comes to this, female colleagues have the most say.

The HR from the Human Resources Department complained: "Everything else is good, except for one thing. I heard from the Planning Department that they originally wanted to invite a top star to come and sing, but for some reason, it was cancelled in the end."

"Really? Which top star?"

HR mentioned the name of a male idol who has become very popular in the Hong Kong entertainment industry in the past two years.

When everyone heard this, they began to sigh and complain.

Liang Weining recalled the idol's appearance and temperament in his mind.

Just, it's hard to comment.

Any boy band member picked out from the mainland can beat those idols by several streets.

So what is the reason that makes the aesthetic taste of Hong Kong sisters so magical?

That’s right, she was the one who cancelled the top stream.

Liang Weining felt that this was a very good way to do something immoral.

In the second half, Special Assistant Xu, dressed in a suit and tie, walked up to them with a glass of wine.

It's a rare night to relax both physically and mentally.

Champagne has a refreshing taste and a low alcohol content, so Liang Weining couldn't help but drink a few more glasses.

The girl can drink a lot, not too much, but not to the point of getting drunk just by drinking.

Xu Zhou didn't stop her. He stood in the beverage area with a smile on his face. The two of them clinked glasses while discussing the boss's schedule in the days before the Spring Festival.

I heard that we were going to Tanzhe Temple in the suburbs of Beijing.

Liang Weining was stunned for two seconds and quickly interrupted him.

She asked anxiously, "Is it the Tanzhe Temple in the western suburbs of the capital?"

"Yes, sir, he goes there every two years," Xu Zhou explained.

Every two years.

Four years ago, the time just overlapped.

Liang Weining was a little drunk at this time.

The dark blue handkerchief and the man's slender and perfect hands kept appearing in her mind. Seeing the girl in a daze, Xu Zhou thought she was drunk again, so he moved the wine glass from her hand and suggested, "If you feel dizzy, find a place to sit first."

Not dizziness.

I want-

Thinking of this, Liang Weining showed a confused expression.

"What's wrong?" Xu Zhou asked.

She whispered, "Does Mr. Chen believe in Buddhism?"

what.

The girl's voice was too soft, as if she was talking to herself, and Xu Zhou was confused.

At eight o'clock in the evening, except for the two middle floors of the entire building which were brightly lit, only the board office on the top floor was still lit.

An hour ago, at the opening ceremony of the annual meeting, Mr. Chen appeared for ten minutes, gave a brief speech, and then instructed the Finance Department to distribute large red envelopes.

This is the executive director’s routine greetings and rewards to employees at the annual meeting.

It is also the most exciting moment for everyone.

Including Liang Weining.

With a red envelope from the boss and bonus from the show, I can say that I have gained a lot tonight.

But the joy that money brought at that moment was far less than the spiritual shock brought by learning about our first encounter at Tanzhe Temple four years ago.

It turns out that they had already met four years ago.

Moreover, he had seen her at her most miserable.

It must have been ugly.

She cried, and it wasn't pretty at all.

Liang Weining entered the elevator drowsily and pressed the button for the top floor.

As the floor numbers gradually went up, she thought it was so late, it was time to go home.

Just go up, say 'good night' and leave.

Stepping out of the elevator, the top floor was so quiet.

At this point, people were toasting each other below, but Mr. Chen was still handling official business alone.

Model workers in China and Hong Kong are not just talk.

No one knew better than her and Xu Zhou how busy the boss was throughout the year.

The office door is closed.

After knocking twice, a man's deep voice came from inside.

A few minutes ago, Chen Jingyuan just finished a transatlantic call.

I slowly raised my eyes and saw the girl coming in from the door. Under the light, her soft figure was wrapped in the new Chinese cheongsam, which was even more beautiful than when she was singing on the stage before.

After staring at her quietly for a while, he pointed to the sofa with a gentle look in his eyes, "Sit down first. After you reply to this email, I'll take you home."

It was he who delivered the car, not the driver.

Liang Weining didn't notice the details and didn't want to waste the boss' time, so he said, "Mr. Chen, don't worry about me. I can take a taxi myself. If you are busy, I will come up to say hello and leave."

It turned out to be just a greeting.

The man stood not far away, with no intention of moving forward.

Standing up from his chair, Chen Jingyuan took the coat hanging next to him, walked towards the girl with his long legs, and prepared to take her downstairs.

Liang Weining stood there without moving.

Every time I drink, I always become a little stubborn.

I have made up my mind not to let him send me off tonight.

Chen Jingyuan seemed to have noticed something was wrong with the girl.

He stopped in front of her and asked gently, "Do you have something to say to me?"

Ok.

For some unknown reason, Liang Weining nodded.

What to say.

I'm afraid even she herself doesn't know what to say.

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