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Chapter 1793 Mr. Song is humble

Back at the office, Jin Beichen began to deal with the projects handed over.

He was busy until after nine o'clock in the evening. He looked up and moved his neck. The cell phone on the table suddenly rang.

After looking at the caller ID, he answered the phone directly.

"belch……"

As soon as it was connected, there was a loud burp on the other end.

Jin Beichen frowned slightly: "Have you drunk?"

The other end of the phone was very noisy, and Jiang Wanqing's voice was also a little blurry: "I drank a little bit at the classmate's reunion, but brother, you still have to pick me up."

Jin Beichen frowned, got up, grabbed the car keys and walked out.

The pitiful voice of Jiang Wanqing rang out again.

"Brother, you won't ignore me, are you?"

I don’t know how much she drank, but the previous sentence was a little laughing, but these two sentences were filled with crying voices.

Hearing this, Jin Beichen was helpless, "Send me the address and go there immediately."

Jiang Wanqing's address was sent quickly.

In just over ten minutes, Jin Beichen had already arrived at the downstairs of the club. After reporting to his house, the club manager immediately led the way and took him to the door of the private room.

Jin Beichen pushed the door open and glanced into the noisy private room. He saw empty wine bottles scattered on the table. The little girls were a little drunk and leaned softly against the sofa.

Jiang Wanqing didn't seem to drink much, but her cheeks were a little red and her consciousness was clear.

"Brother, you're here!" Jiang Wanqing trotted over and held his arm, "I'll introduce you to me, these are my good friends."

Jin Beichen knocked her forehead without hesitation, "You are so old that you drink so much. What if I just come to see you?"

Jiang Wanqing rubbed her forehead with a smile and said coquettishly: "Brother is the best. Since they are all here, I'll help me send them back."

After looking at the messy box, Jin Beichen had no choice but to respond.

The two of them stepped forward to help the person on the sofa. The manager who had been beside him hurriedly went up to help, and the three of them helped the person slowly walked out.

As soon as I left the private room, a group of rich young men in extraordinary clothes came towards me.

Jin Beichen turned a blind eye and helped the person to walk through the crowd, but was stopped by someone.

The girl who was holding her feet was unstable and she staggered forward two steps.

Seeing this, Jin Beichen raised his eyes expressionlessly and glanced at Song Zimo standing in the crowd at a glance.

Thinking of what this person did to Xu Yingxi, Jin Beichen's gaze swept across him with disdain, and a coldness appeared all over his body.

These rich young men originally recognized him and wanted to greet him. At this moment, they all became timid when they saw his inexplicable emotional changes.

The few people looked at each other, but no one dared to come forward to say hello.

"Hello, Mr. Jin." A gentle young man broke the silence.

Jin Beichen raised his eyebrows in confusion. He didn't remember dealing with this person.

Seeing his expression, the man understood it and generously introduced himself: "I am Lin Yanhong from the Lin Group and I have been fortunate to cooperate with Jin."

After he reminded him, Jin Beichen recalled a little and remembered the Lin group he mentioned.

Lin Yanhong continued to smile and compliment, "I have heard of Mr. Jin's name for a long time. I heard that Mr. Jin has returned to China during this period. I was planning to visit him, but I didn't expect to meet him here today."

"You're welcome." Jin Beichen nodded calmly and did not respond much.

His attitude was visible to the naked eye, and Lin Yanhong did not show any embarrassment, and he frankly tried to win the next opportunity for his group to cooperate.

"I heard that Mr. Jin will officially take over the Jin family soon. I will ask Mr. Jin for more advice at that time. Lin is looking forward to working with Mr. Jin again."

Jin Beichen nodded formulaicly, "I will consider it."

The young men around Lin Yanhong were a little drunk, but when they heard this, they woke up instantly and came over one by one.

A group of young men from aristocratic families praised him in a verbal way, and they only wanted to get in touch with him.

You know, this upstart in the upper class, is mysterious and low-key, and has a stunning identity.

The most important thing is that he is a business genius at a young age. He founded a technology brand abroad. His father, Jin Fengchen, is well-known in China.

Now that he has returned to China to take over the company, he is destined to be looked up to by others.

"Hello, Mr. Jin, I am Song Zimo from the Song family. I have heard of your name for a long time..."

At some point, Song Zimo squeezed into Jin Beichen from the crowd.

Jin Beichen's eyes darkened slightly, and he coldly met Song Zimo's flattering face.

When he met his gaze, Song Zimo couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, then quickly adjusted his expression and said with a smile: "It's normal that you don't know me, but..."

He paused, thinking about what words to use to bring the two closer together.

Jin Beichen suddenly said, "Mr. Song is modest. The marriage has been a hot topic these days."

Upon hearing this, a trace of confusion flashed through Song Zimo's eyes.

But no matter what, Jin Beichen means to know him.
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