Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

"Mrs. Shen, you're here." Jiang Zongnan saw her and asked her to sit on the left.

Wei Ling reluctantly smiled and walked over.

When Jiang Zongnan pulled out the chair for her, she couldn't help the discomfort of scratching her ears and cheeks, and said casually: "I just saw Mr. Nie and others outside. Is there anyone here today?" What kind of dinner party?”

"Mr. Nie?"

Jiang Zongnan was stunned.

Wei Ling put her handbag in her handbag and stood sideways next to the seat. She didn't sit down immediately: "Yes, there are Zhang Yang, Xiao Xu and the others."

Jiang Zongnan's brows furrowed more and more tightly, obviously thinking of someone.

Wei Ling kept up her efforts: "I don't know if there is any other party here tonight that can attract so many people. It must be unusual."

Jiang Zongnan gradually relaxed his brows and glanced at Wei Ling with the same fine eyes as Mr. Jiang, his eyes roaming around her face.

He just moved Qianjin and said, "There are gatherings every day in Beijing. Who knows about this. Mrs. Shen, you'd better take a seat first."

Wei Ling saw that he was unwilling to inquire, so she sat down absentmindedly.

She was so distracted all night that she didn't even listen carefully when people around her spoke to her. Her mind was still thinking about why Young Master Xu, Mr. Su, Nie Mi and others came to visit...

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Xu Jishen didn't know that he had been thought about all night.

He helped his old man to the box and saw many people already inside.

Among them was the famous Nie Mi.

There are also a bunch of young faces, such as Chen Yuan from Huancheng, and Zhang Yang and Qin Si, who are known as Beijing's PHS experts.

Except these people.

Among them, the most eye-catching one is probably Mr. Ye, who is wearing a brand-new Tang suit.

Ye Maoshan's face was red today and he looked very energetic. He was inviting everyone to sit down without any airs.

After Xu Jishen arrived, he went to find him.

He handed over the greeting gift he had brought with both hands, and said sincerely, "Mr. Ye, this is a little thought brought by me and grandpa."

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Ye Maoshan suddenly saw a young man approaching him and handing him a box of gifts, but he didn't react.

When he saw Su Huaiyuan out of the corner of his eye, he immediately understood. He looked at Xu Jishen and smiled: "Are you Mr. Su's grandson?"

"I am Xu Jishen, Mr. Ye is good." Xu Jishen did not dare to neglect at all.

After all, Ye Maoshan has a prominent position in Beijing.

People were polite to him, but he didn't dare to think that he was a green onion.

Fortunately, Ye Maoshan raised his hand and patted him gently on the shoulder, with a very gentle tone: "I know you, you and Niannian know each other."

Then Ye Maoshan said: "You can come as soon as you come, there is no need to give gifts. Today is a family dinner, where family and friends get together."

His words carry a lot of weight.

Family members and friends of the Ye family are not allowed to be treated politely by various circles in Beijing and the city.

But no one in the group present thought of relying on this relationship to make profits outside. They just simply got along with Qiao Nian's friends.

Xu Jishen also relaxed after hearing this. He was not as nervous as before and spoke much more naturally.

He insisted on giving the things to Mr. Ye, and his words were less social and more sincere: "Mr. Ye, this contains ginseng. I contracted a mountain in the north to grow it myself. I grew it from natural I picked out the best ginseng, it’s not expensive, and I know you’re definitely in need of it, but it’s a small gift, and I still hope you can accept it.”