An Mingyuan did not know Song Yanhui, but many of the bosses present knew the provincial party committee secretary.

When people are in a shopping mall, the most important thing is to protect themselves wisely. Seeing that the situation is heading in an uncontrollable direction, the bosses who just watched the excitement quietly dispersed one by two.

Even if you don't know Song Yanhui's boss, you can still feel something strange when you look at the boss who was just watching the excitement and suddenly disappeared.

As a result, in just a few minutes, the previously bustling club hall suddenly became deserted.

When the head waiter saw that something was wrong, he was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead and he ran to find the manager.

An Mingyuan was splashed with tea, and his mood was a little high. He hadn't noticed any strange changes around him, so he poked Song Yanhui's chest with his finger and said reluctantly: "Looking at the way you are dressed, you don't look like you are from a big group."

Yes, I won’t embarrass you, just toast me and Mr. Yang a glass of wine, and let’s forget about it for today.”

"Toast?"

Song Yanhui laughed angrily.

Although he had just taken up the position of Yang Xuebin's secretary, and the seat under his butt was not yet warm, he still had his identity. He usually went to companies in the city to do research, but when was there no city leader who accompanied him respectfully and carefully to please him?

Today, a small boss of an Internet company poked his chest with his finger. This was the first time since he started his official career.

"No need to toast, I don't need to, Mr. An, please don't get involved with me. Oops, I seemed to have eaten something unclean just now and my stomach hurts. I have to go to the hospital quickly."

As a local entrepreneur in Jiangsu Province, how could Yang Xuen not know Song Yanhui? When Song Yanhui walked into the club just now, he was already confused.

Before he could recover from the shock, An Mingyuan had already started arguing with Song Yanhui arrogantly.

When he heard An Mingyuan's arrogant words and asked Song Yanhui to propose a toast, he was so frightened that he wished he could kick this ignorant guy away.

Seeing that the fire was about to burn him, he still dared to stay in the club, so he found an excuse and decided to use the Thirty-six Strategies.

As for offending Song Yanhui, how to make amends in the future is a matter for the future. If he doesn't leave now, he may not even have the chance to make amends in the future.

"Mr. Yang, weren't you so shameless just now that you refused to let me leave? Why are you leaving now?"

Although Bai Ya is not a character who will retaliate against anger, she will not swallow her anger.

With sarcasm in her eyes, she stopped Yang Xuen who was about to run away.

"Mr. Bai, I'm blind but I can't see the mountains. You, sir, have a lot of money. Can you let me go?"

Yang Xuen's eyes showed pleading.

"Hey, isn't this Mr. Yang from Ruidun Group?"

Song Yanhui did not expect that Yang Xuen would be involved in this.

He has been working in Jiangsu Province and has heard of Mr. Yang for a long time. Although Ruidun Group is a large taxpayer in the province, the number of troubles caused by it every now and then is the most among the large enterprises in the province.

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In particular, the "drinking party" that has caused a lot of commotion in the past two days has caused dissatisfaction among the leaders above.

"Secretary Song, I was just passing by. There was a misunderstanding. Everything is a misunderstanding."

Cold sweat broke out on Yang Xuen's forehead. He felt that he must not have read the almanac before going out today.

Some time ago, Wang Xiazi of Qingyun Temple said that he was destined to have a romantic relationship, and he was still complacent that he would be lucky in the future. So after seeing Bai Ya today, he was shocked and has been pestering her endlessly.

Now it seems that this is not a peach blossom luck, but a peach blossom disaster.

An Mingyuan was able to start a business from scratch, so he was certainly not a fool. He was just in a state of emotion and failed to realize that Song Yanhui's identity was not simple.

Now seeing Yang Xuen's begging, almost pleading attitude, he was horrified. He didn't know why, but he seemed to have hit a brick wall this time.

Layers of cold sweat seeped out from his back. His face turned pale and he was thinking of countermeasures quickly in his mind.

"Forget it, Secretary Song, I have something to do soon. If I'm late, I'll miss the appointment. Can you please give me a ride?"

Bai Ya saw two men with frightened and anxious faces. She despised them in her heart and did not want to waste her time on such meaningless things.

"May I have your name?"

Song Yanhui looked at the pale An Mingyuan and asked.

"Secretary Song, his name is An Mingyuan, and he is the president of Ledou Technology."

Hao Judong didn't wait for An Mingyuan to reply and immediately rushed to answer.

"I remember you."

Song Yanhui said something nonchalant, turned around and left the club.

Since Bai Ya has said that she is in an emergency, he will not quarrel with these two people anymore. Besides, he is also a member of the city government who got into this position. A head-on conflict with others will damage his image as the Provincial Party Committee Secretary.

Things like settling accounts after the fall are more in line with his style.

After Song Yanhui and Bai Ya left, the club manager who was sweating profusely came belatedly. He looked blankly at the empty hall and asked the waiter on the side: "Where are you? Didn't Secretary Song from the Provincial Party Committee come?"

Is it done?"

"I don't know."

The waiter also looked confused. Everyone was there just now, why is there no one now?

Little did he know that Yang Xuen and An Mingyuan, who had caused trouble, would still be in the mood to stay in the club and almost left with Song Yanhui.

"Secretary Song, thank you for rescuing me."

After Bai Ya got in the car, she thanked Song Yanhui.

"This is what I should do. It seems that I didn't take good care of it."

Song Yanhui looked at Bai Ya out of the corner of his eye. Until now, he still couldn't figure out what the relationship between this woman and Yang Xuebin was.

Although he had just served as Yang Xuebin's secretary and had not been in contact with him for a long time, he could feel that Yang Xuebin was not the kind of leader who messed with the relationship between men and women.

Speaking of which, maybe this plump and elegant Ms. Bai is a younger relative of Yang Xuebin? He thought in his heart.

Not long after the car left, An Mingyuan chased behind Yang Xuen and grabbed his arm while sweating profusely.

"Mr. Yang, no matter what this time, you must help me."

He begged with a sad face.

"Go away, you loser, you have caused me so much trouble this time. Do you know who you have offended? Just wish yourself good luck. It is really unlucky to meet such a disaster star like you."

Yang Xuen pushed An Mingyuan away and got into his car.

If An Mingyuan hadn't been there to stir things up, even if he bumped into Song Yanhui, he would have made a haha ​​and conveyed the misunderstanding.

However, An Mingyuan didn't know whether to live or die, which offended Song Yanhui terribly, and he also suffered. At this moment, he was very anxious, thinking about how to remedy the situation.

Yang Xuen's car sped away, leaving An Mingyuan standing there in despair.
Chapter completed!