Song Nian also shook hands with him with a warm smile, "I remember when you and I met, your Zihan was still in elementary school, and more than ten years passed in the blink of an eye."

"No." Meng Guohui also glanced at Song Qingrui behind him, "At that time, you Qingrui were still young. Now that you have grown up, you can become your right-hand man."

Song Qingrui quickly stood up and said politely: "Uncle Meng, you are Dad's most capable right-hand man. Today is your fiftieth birthday. Dad specially asked someone to prepare a gift for you. Look."

He opened the box and revealed a ginseng plant inside. "This ginseng plant is three hundred years old. Dad also asked someone to search for it for a long time before he found it. It is said that the older the ginseng plant is, the longer it can prolong life."

"Haha, thank you. I've been feeling a little unwell lately. President, you are so considerate of me." Meng Guohui said politely, but he just asked someone to take the ginseng without looking at it. He just asked someone to give it to him.

Received it.

Song Nian's deep pupils were always filled with a faint smile, as if he didn't see anything.

On the contrary, the dignitaries and nobles nearby lingered between the two people for a while with strange eyes.

Meng Guohui smiled like an old fox, "President, why didn't Director Song come today? It's not because he doesn't like me, this little minister's birthday, right?"

"My dad is a little busy today, so he sent me here," said Song Rongshi, wearing a sultry pink shirt, looking like a young man from an aristocratic family who doesn't know anything. "Besides, my uncle is the president, so he came in person.

Uncle Meng, are you still not satisfied?"

"Satisfied, of course I'm satisfied, but your dad and I have known each other for many years, and I sent an invitation to invite him personally a few days ago. I didn't expect him to be so disrespectful to me."

Meng Guohui pointed at Liang Weizhen behind him with a smile, "Just in time, Director Liang is also here today. He just told me that he has admired Director Song for a long time and wants to meet and have a chat in person. I guarantee it.

I told him to introduce him to Director Song."

Song Nian glanced at Liang Weizhen indifferently, "This must be Liang Weizhen from Jinrui Group. He is quite famous recently. I heard that someone made a list of the richest people a few days ago, and Mr. Liang was at the top.

As expected, he is young and promising."

"You are no younger." Song Rongshi said lazily, "You are two years older than me."

Liang Weizhen's thin lips curled up slightly, "I heard that Young Master Song didn't even make the list of richest people this time. Young Master Song, please work hard. I hope you can reach 20 in two years."

Song Rongshi's handsome face changed slightly, "Mr. Liang, it's better to keep a low profile. Don't be too proud. Be careful of capsizing."

"Rong Shi, Mr. Liang is always my friend. What you said is so disrespectful to me." Meng Guohui's eyes darkened slightly, and his tone also contained a hint of warning.

Song Rongshi sneered, and just as he was about to speak, Song Young pressed his shoulder gently, "Rongshi, what you said is indeed not polite. Please apologize to Mr. Liang and Minister Meng."

"Uncle..." Song Rongshi showed a very angry look.

"Hurry up." Song Nian warned in a low voice.

Song Rongshi gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "Uncle Meng, Mr. Liang, I'm sorry."

"It's okay, young man. It's normal to envy others, but Rongshi, don't always think about relying on your family, you should work hard on your own." Meng Guohui smiled, "By the way, you're not going with Huo Xu

Is it close? It just so happens that Huo Xu is also here today. This kid is so polite. He insists on coming to our Meng family to be a dog. I won’t listen no matter how hard I try to persuade him. I really can’t help it.”

As soon as these words came out, everyone watching the excitement was in an uproar.

"What, it's impossible." A wealthy young man named Ji said, "What kind of person is he, Mr. Huo? The former most noble young man in China turned out to be a good man and became a dog for the Meng family."

"That's right. The Huo family shouldn't have fallen to this point."

"Look at him standing behind Meng Zihan without saying a word. Isn't that what he meant?"

"But didn't I hear a few days ago that he was pursuing Meng Zihan?"

"Oh, why does Meng Zihan like him so much? I guess he is just joking."

"..."


Chapter completed!