The beautiful president's personal assistant

  Shen Yin Bing originally thought that even if Liang Si Chang brought people, at most it would be just two or three people to accompany him.

  For this, she also prepared five generous red envelopes: each envelope was 100,000 yuan.

  In today's society, doing business can't be separated from giving red envelopes, it's an unspoken rule.

  She didn't expect, however, that Director Liang would bring over a dozen people with him.

  And at a glance, it can be seen that these people are the kind who only eat and drink without doing anything.

  Apart from Director Liang, the others were not formally dressed, and two of them were middle-aged women in their fifties with weathered faces, having nothing to do with the word "ministry", but rather like the old ladies who ran the vegetable market.

  What kind of people are they?

  Adding Director Liang, there are fourteen people in total. Can't each of them be given a big red envelope? Seeing these people laughing and surrounding Director Liang as he walked over, Shen Yinbing lightly bit her lip and smiled to greet him: Even if they gave red envelopes to these freeloaders, as long as the matter can be settled, it's worth it!

  "You're actually CEO Shen? Ah, I didn't expect the CEO of Beishan Group to be such a beautiful young woman! Nice to meet you, nice to meet you!"

  After Shen Yinbing reported her family background and said she was the boss of Beishan Group, Director Liang's eyes suddenly lit up, grasping her small hand and shaking it vigorously, unable to bear letting go.

  "Director Liang, you're too kind, everyone please come in and take a seat."

  Liáng Sī Zhǎng's eyes had a hint of slyness that made Shěn Yín Bīng feel very displeased, but she couldn't lose her temper either. Using the excuse of inviting everyone in, she managed to extricate herself from his grasp.

  Shen Yinbing, in order to satisfy Liang Shouzhang, specially chose the best hotel in Dongcheng District. The private room he booked was basically of the highest standard, and with a table of wine and food, it would not cost less than 200,000 yuan.

  But this is small change compared to what they are after. Shen Yinbing wouldn't even care.

  In the midst of Liang Sichang and others' laughter, they arrived at the plum blossom suite on the seventh floor of the hotel.

  Liang Shouzhang, as the main guest of Shen Yinbing's banquet, naturally sat in the first place, next to Shen Yinbing, the host.

  Xiao Song and Su Xiaomei sat under Shen Yinbing's first place.

  The people brought by Director Liang sat down randomly in a disorderly manner.

  After everyone sat down, Su Xiaomei immediately ordered the waiter to serve the dishes.

  Shen Yinbing was holding a cup of tea at this time, smiling and saying: "Director Liang, I'd like to introduce you, this is my secretary Xiao Song, and this is Su Xiaomei - would you please introduce everyone?"

  "Hehe."

  Liang Shouzhang smiled and said casually, "To be honest, I don't know all of them either. Everyone, please introduce yourselves to Mr. Shen."

  After hearing Liang Shouzhang say this, Shen Yinbing's smile solidified: Don't you know them all? Then why bring them here, to eat at the big house?

  The one sitting at the head of the Liang family was a fat man, who was also considered to be dressed in relatively high-end attire. He stood up first and extended his hand to Shen Yinbing.

  What was in Shen Yin Bing's heart would naturally not be spoken out loud, and she stood up with a smile and extended her hand.

  Pangzi didn't hold Shen's hand as tightly as Liang did, instead he lightly patted it and let go: "Hello Shen, my surname is Nian, just call me Danyan."

  "May I ask Mr. Nian, where are you currently residing?"

  Dà nián yǒu xiē bù hǎo yi si de chuí xià yǎn lián, shuō: "Wǒ ba, jiù shì yī chú zǐ……"

  Translation:

  The big year looked down with some embarrassment and said: "I'm just a cook..."

  Kitchen?

  How could a kitchen servant possibly follow Director Liang to attend a banquet?

  Shen Yinbing's lips trembled slightly, but she forced herself to remain calm.

  However, after the last person finished introducing himself, Shen Yubing's smile finally disappeared: The most 'decent' among the people brought by Director Liang was Dalian, a first-class chef, and the most 'tasteless' were those two aunties, who were actually sweeping the streets in some villa!

  Shen Yinbing is not the kind of person who judges others by their work or appearance, and she has never looked down on her laborer brothers and sisters. If someone's family is having a hard time, she doesn't mind donating money or goods to show her love.

  But the key point is that her banquet today was not a show of affection but rather a transaction.

  Li the Director brought these people here, saying they came to eat and drink together, but in fact, it's just a bunch of nonsense!

  Shen waited here for five days, and the result was that Xiao Song was furious, just about to slam his hand on the table and stand up when Liang said slowly: "Shen, I know you're not happy now, thinking I'm playing with you, right?"

  "Hehe."

  Shen Yinbing gave Xiao Song a look, but only smiled reservedly and didn't say anything.

  Her attitude is tantamount to acknowledging what Director Liang said.

  Li Xiaolong smiled wryly and shook his head, saying in a low voice: "Director Shen, let's talk about it after dinner, okay?"

  After seeing Liang Shouzhang looking embarrassed, Shen Yinbing felt a little better: "Okay, let's eat."

  In a moment, the mountain delicacies and seafood were served, and the high-end Maotai and red wine were also brought over. At the beginning of the year, they could still maintain their dignity like Shen Yinbing and a few others.

  But later on, they showed their 'heroic nature', loudly shouting and holding expensive wine and water, just like eating roasted skewers by the roadside, blowing away the clouds and quickly getting drunk.

  Finally, obviously drunk, he patted his belly and said: "Good, good food! The dishes made by a five-star hotel are just different - uh, Director Shen, we've eaten our fill, it's time to retreat."

  One evening, Shen Yinbing, who hadn't moved his chopsticks much, stood up and forced a smile, saying: "Alright, everyone drive slowly on the way."

  With a big smile, he stood up unsteadily: "Shen... General Manager Shen, we'll meet again!"

  "We'll meet again." Shen Yinbing politely brushed it off.

  "We'll meet again!"

  "We will meet again."

  "We'll meet again!"

  After saying "Da Nian" three times in a row, there will be a period of time, but his feet didn't move, he just stared at Shen Yinbing and smiled.

  Shen Yin's eyebrows furrowed as she looked towards Liang Shilang.

  Liāng Sī Zhǎng however lowered his head, concentrating on dealing with a large crab.

  Xiao Song stood up: "Mr. Nian, I'll see you off?"

  "Okay, can."

  "Burped out a mouthful of wine fumes, looking at Director Liang: 'Old, old Liang, didn't you say there were red envelopes to be had after eating and drinking?'"

  Xiao Song's fire suddenly ignited: "Mr. Nian, what red envelope?"

  "Hey, hey. No red envelopes? What's the point of us coming if there are no red envelopes? Without red envelopes, who'd be willing to have dinner with you guys? Without red envelopes, how can we show our faces when we go back?"

  "Right, right! Take the red envelope! Now let's go to the hotel for a treat. How could you possibly not take the red envelope?"

  Others, including those two aunties sweeping the street, were all red-faced and shouting.

  "I'm telling you guys——"

  Su Xiaomei also stood up and was about to say something when Shen Yinbing waved her hand: "Xiaomei, give Mr. Nian and the others red envelopes."

  "Hmph. This is utterly unreasonable!"

  Su Xiaomei hummed in discontent and reluctantly pulled out a dozen or so red envelopes from her bag and placed them on the table.

  The old man's eyes lit up as he snatched a red envelope, but when he opened it, his expression fell: "Huh? Why is there only so little?"

  While having dinner, Shen Yinbing had secretly instructed Su Xiaomei: If everything goes smoothly, they can give each of the elders a red envelope with 10,000 yuan.

  Who would have thought that they actually found it too little during the Chinese New Year?

  Su Xiaomei said coldly: "Mr. Nian, how much do you want?"

  "At least ten times more! Anything less is out of the question!"

  The older generation is straightforward and confident.

  "It's an honor for you to have dinner with President Shen, and on top of that, each of you gets a 10,000 yuan red envelope. You're still not satisfied? That's just being too greedy!"

  Xiao Song could no longer bear it, and with a loud slap on the table, he stood up. Hei Zi, who was waiting at the door outside, also opened the door and walked in at this time.

  "Xiao Song, calm down!"

  Shen Yinbing let out a low growl, and after a moment of silence, she said to Su Xiaomei: "Give Mr. Nian and the others new red envelopes - this way, since the bank is already closed, just give them a check and let them go get it themselves tomorrow."

  Su Xiaomei was reluctant a hundred times over, but since Shen Yinbing had given the order, it wasn't good to say anything else, so she could only open a check for 1.3 million.

  After getting the check, Danyan and others asked with a smile: "Mr. Shen, this won't be fake, will it?"

  "Counterfeiting checks is against the law."

  Shen Yinbing was still smiling and looked at Liang Shichang.

  Liango Director finally raised his head: "It's a big year, you guys should go and do what you need to do."

  "Alright, since you put it that way, Lao Liang, then we won't be polite anymore."

  The old man picked up his chopsticks and pointed at Little Song, saying with a mouthful of alcohol: "I... I want her to sleep with me for one night!"

  "Sleep, sleep, Ni Ma's head!"

  Xiao Song's face suddenly turned red, and he picked up a wine bottle and slammed it onto the table.

  "Grass, didn't we all agree? After eating and drinking and getting red envelopes, find a chick to accompany for the night!?"

  With a loud laugh, he quickly walked up to Xiaosong and grabbed her wrist.

  "Let me go! Let me go!"

  Xiao Song struggled to raise his hand and scratched Da Nian's face fiercely.

  Shen Yinbing could no longer tolerate the humiliation of his subordinate, and sternly shouted: "Let her go! - Liang Si Chang, what do you mean by this?!"

  Liāng Sī Zhǎng however indifferently looked towards another place.

  "Alright, alright!"

  Shen Yinbing finally understood something, biting her lip tightly and suddenly turning around: "Heizi!"

  Hei Zi, who was standing by, had long been displeased with Dà Nián and the others. Upon receiving Shen Zong's order, he didn't hesitate and pounced on them, grabbing Dà Nián's collar and striking him with a powerful blow!

  Hei Zi himself was a retired special forces soldier, and after retiring, he worked as a security guard at the Bei Shan Group. His fighting skills had not diminished in the slightest, and with one punch, he knocked Da Nian to the ground onto the table.

  "Ah, he dares to hit people, beat him, beat him!"

  After Hei Zi took action, the people brought by Liang Si Chang, relying on their numbers, suddenly surrounded them. Among them, those two street sweepers, directly grabbed Shen Yin Bing's hair.

  Shen Yinbing was completely stunned and scared out of her wits, letting out a series of shrill screams.

  She was beaten up, let alone Xiao Song and Su Xiaomei.

  What's more, some people even took advantage of them.

  The private room was suddenly thrown into chaos.

  It is said that when the lord is humiliated, his subjects die. As Shen's trusted aide, Hei Zi saw so many people bullying her and took action without mercy. With a tiger's roar, he swung his arm, grabbed a wine bottle, and smashed it heavily on Dalian's head.

  There are more than a dozen people on the side of Dà Nián, but they all got drunk earlier, and with Hei Zi being a skilled fighter himself, dealing with them would be more than enough.

  In less than three minutes, Hei Zi had knocked down everyone including Liang Si Chang, who was kicked under the table.

  "Director Shen, Director Shen, are you okay?"

  Xiao Song and Su Xiaomei didn't have time to tidy up their clothes, they hurriedly went to help Shen Yinbing who was sitting on the ground.

  Just then, the door opened suddenly.

  Then, crackling sounds began to rise, and a burst of light flashed into a piece.

  Looking at the two people holding cameras at the door, Shen Yinbing's heart suddenly sank: This is a trap!