New Year's Day is approaching, and students are about to go on winter vacation. They know that they will have exams next week, but they still go out to have dinner together in twos and threes despite the pressure. After all, the deadline has not yet arrived.

Since Christmas Day, Zhang Mingyang has been dining out every day.

He ate too much oil and water during this period, which made him miss the free radish stick soup in the cafeteria.

At the end of the year, Zhang Mingyang organized a dinner party for everyone in Qinglian. Not only could he come by himself, but he could also bring his family members. It was also the company's first team building.

It took him six months to develop Qinglian from a small studio with only a few people at the beginning to its current scale.

There are big guys here who have switched jobs from other companies, there are fresh graduates, and there are teachers he poached from school with high salaries.

In the past, all you had to do to have a Qinglian dinner was a small restaurant in front of the school, where a table could be set down.

But now for a dinner party, Zhang Mingyang needs to directly book a hotel reception room.

Many people who work in Qinglian are fresh graduates or senior students. It is probably their first time to participate in such an event similar to the company's annual meeting. Even though Zhang Mingyang said that he can bring his family members, most of them come by themselves.

, or they have no family members at all.

"Wow, Mr. Zhang, long time no see."

Zhang Mingyang was chatting with Brother Ji and the others in his seat, when Cheng Xiaoli's voice came from behind.

Not many people call him Mr. Zhang. In other words, only Mr. Cheng likes to call him Mr. Zhang.

"Teacher Cheng."

"Master's wife."

Everyone stood up from their seats to say hello.

"Teacher Cheng, I organized a class dinner the day before yesterday. Didn't we just meet? Why do you always start with the same sentence every time you see me?" Zhang Mingyang said helplessly.

"That's different. The day before yesterday I met my squad leader Zhang Mingyang." Cheng Xiaoli replied with a smile.

As soon as she finished speaking, she started to look around again: "Where is Ruoruo?"

"Sister Ruoruo still has work to do in the evening."

Since Christmas ended, the crew started filming the evening scenes, and she came back very late every night.

Ruoruo was not found, so Cheng Xiaoli naturally did not stay here. After saying hello, he turned around and saw a little girl of several years old, and ran over to amuse the child.

The child belongs to Gong Fanxu. It wasn't until today that Zhang Mingyang knew that this tough guy who seemed difficult to get along with actually got married right after graduating from college, and he got married by his son.

He was sitting not far away with his wife and children, and there was a tenderness between his brows that no one had ever seen before.

There were many people around the child, and the people under him were also surprised that Boss Gong was already a father.

"Don't look at it. If you're in a hurry, just get one for yourself."

Zhang Mingyang pulled Shi Mingli and sat down next to him, teasing him that he still didn't have a child after being married for a year.

"Let's talk about it, I'm not in a hurry." Shi Mingli waved his hands repeatedly, and then pretended to be sophisticated: "We haven't had enough of this world yet. You will understand when you get married."

His words were greeted with boos, because among so many people present, Shi Mingli was the only one who got married.

Not to mention getting married, some of them don't even have girlfriends.

There were several employees at the table with Zhang Mingyang who were usually very active. They came to the side and wanted to hear what the big leaders would talk about.

As a result, it was okay to brag and talk a lot at first, but now we are discussing when is the best time to have children.

It's because they don't understand this world.

"Boss, the kitchen asked if the food can be taken away." Yang Tianyi ran over from the door and asked Zhang Mingyang's opinion.

The miserable Yang Tianyi was not only responsible for contacting the hotel, but also responsible for registering the number of guests and distributing small gifts.

Since the debate competition, Zhang Mingyang has really used her as his secretary, leaving all such matters to her.

He was not wrong about Yang Tianyi. The greater the pressure, the greater her ability to rebound. Whether it was matters in the class or the work he assigned, she handled them in an orderly manner.

Zhang Mingyang glanced at the whole place and saw that the living room was already full of people.

"Look, if there are enough people here, let them go directly to the food."

"Understood." After Yang Tianyi finished speaking, he trotted away again.

Among the people sitting there, Shi Mingli took a few more glances at Yang Tianyi. Everyone could see the little girl's working ability. His wife had found a helper for Zhang Mingyang in the class. This was clearly a capable person in all aspects.

Go-getter.

Not long after Yang Tianyi left, the dishes began to arrive one after another.

When it comes to treating his subordinates, Zhang Mingyang never hesitates, and today he only chooses the best dishes when ordering.

Before eating, Zhang Mingyang stood up with a glass of wine in his hand. He coughed twice and said, "Everyone, please be quiet. I'll just say a few words."

As soon as he moved, everyone around him became quiet and looked at Zhang Mingyang.

Generally, leaders will talk for a long time after giving a short answer or a few sentences, and even let the dishes cool down. However, this is also a necessary process before team building.

As if he guessed what everyone was thinking, Zhang Mingyang added: "Don't worry, brothers, the answer is really simple, because I am also hungry now."

As soon as these words came out, the people below instantly burst into laughter.

Many people who work at Qinglian were initially attracted by Zhang Mingyang's superb speaking skills. At this moment, they seem to have returned to the day of the seminar.

"I won't say anything about looking back at the past and looking forward to the future. It's useless to say it. It's all nonsense. I only represent myself. I would like to thank everyone who has joined Qinglian in the past six months. Without you, Qinglian would not be where it is today."

Under everyone's surprised gazes, Zhang Mingyang first drank the wine in his glass, then took a step back and bowed to everyone.

After he stood up, there was thunderous applause from below.

He filled himself up with wine again: "No matter how much I say thank you, it's useless. If I say too much, you will definitely think I'm hypocritical."

Zhang Mingyang walked to the middle of the living room. There was a rectangular object wrapped in red cloth. When he came in, everyone was curious about what was inside. Now the answer is finally revealed.

Unwrapped the red cloth, there was a glass cabinet inside. The bright red area inside the glass was full of banknotes.

The moment the red cloth was opened, the atmosphere below was instantly ignited.

Zhang Mingyang spread his hands to signal everyone to be quiet.

"What do you mean? I don't need to say more. Let's eat and drink well tonight. Take the money tomorrow and enjoy the New Year's Day holiday!"

After the suppression, there were even more enthusiastic cheers and applause.

If every leader can achieve this level, it will be no problem for them to "say a few simple words".

Qinglian is a group of young men who are full of energy. They were a little cautious at first, but when the alcohol rushed to their brains, they gradually returned to their own nature.

After taking a casual bite, Zhang Mingyang looked at the time, said goodbye to his men, and called Yang Tianyi to leave together.

"Boss, I haven't received the money yet." Yang Tianyi stared at the red color in the glass cabinet pitifully.

"I'll let the finance department pay your share directly into your card." Zhang Mingyang said.

Hearing that the money was about to arrive, Yang Tianyi immediately changed his expression: "Okay, we'll leave right away."

After getting in the car, Zhang Mingyang warned: "We are not in a hurry, there is still a long time, please drive slowly."

Yang Tianyi adjusted the seat: "Don't worry, boss, haven't you ever been in the car I drove? I'm driving steadily."

She started the fire skillfully and drove on the road.

After running in with the car several times before, Yang Tianyi drove more steadily. This was completely invisible to people. She just got her driver's license this summer. Zhang Mingyang had to admit that there are geniuses in this world.

Taking a car is always more comfortable than driving. With someone driving him, he also has time to enjoy the night view of the riverside.

The busiest things these days are the major shopping malls. They have just finished their Christmas activities and are about to start preparing for the New Year's Day activities tomorrow.

When I was in a daze, a message alert came from my phone.

Zhang Mingyang thought it was Sister Ruoruo who ended the call early, but when he turned on his phone, it was a message sent to him by Xu Duanran.

Nuanxian: Although you didn’t have time to watch me dance, I still kindly took a video for you.

In addition to this message, there is a video file below.

Linjiang University's New Year's Day party is very grand, and it happens to be held on New Year's Eve. Unlike the Polytechnic University, although it is called the New Year's Day party, it doesn't start until after the exams.

Xu Duanran also had a show at the New Year's Day party and invited him to watch it, but he refused because he didn't have time. In this kind of thing, the eldest lady does not have the treatment you need.

That day, Zhang Mingyang rode his bicycle to watch Xu Linyou play the piano.

The video file was not big, and today happened to be the last day of December, so the unused traffic was a waste, so he simply clicked to download it.

Since junior high school, he has watched Xu Duanran dance many times. After all, no matter what activity there is, she has to dance.

But those are all long-lasting memories for Zhang Mingyang now, so long ago that he almost forgets them. He only remembers that they are beautiful and beautiful.

Counting the time before his rebirth, he had not seen her dance for more than ten years.

While I was remembering, the video download was completed.

Opening the video, first the host was announcing the curtain, then the lights went out and the stage went dark.

The shooting location was great, with everything on the stage clearly visible.

After waiting for a while, a beam of white light hit the center of the stage. The girl appeared under the light wearing an orange-red dress. There were various decorations on the dress that Zhang Mingyang didn't recognize. They were probably the costumes of some ethnic minority.

Her feet were bare, the insteps were as white and flawless as jade, and golden rings on her ankles made her calves look even longer.
To be continued...