Back in the Traditional Chinese Medicine department, he stayed until seven in the evening.
Tonight, his second brother and sister-in-law were attending a business exchange banquet hosted by the Huadu Chamber of Commerce, so Wan Yunting had to leave work early to take care of Wan'er.
"Third brother, why don't you take Wan'er along?"
At home, Wan Dongming was dressed in a handsome suit, and Wang Chulin wore a blue evening gown. After all, this was a business exchange banquet, and everyone had to attend dressed in their finest.
"I'm not in business, so I won't go. I'll take care of Wan'er."
Wan Yunting was squatting on the ground, watching Wan'er ride her small bicycle in the yard, letting his second brother and sister-in-law go.
"In that case, when Mengyao gets back, you can take Wan'er out for dinner," Wang Chulin said.
"Okay," Wan Yunting nodded. Wan Dongming and Wang Chulin said no more and went to the banquet.
"Third Uncle, I'm hungry,"
Wan'er called out as she rode her bicycle over.
Wan Yunting got up and smiled, "Your aunt isn't back yet. How about I go to the kitchen to see if there's anything to eat to tide you over?"
"Okay."
Wan'er got off and ran obediently behind Wan Yunting. They went into the villa's kitchen together, rummaging through cupboards and drawers. Finally, they found something to give Wan'er to eat. Just then, the sound of the door opening was heard from outside. Wang Mengyao, dressed in professional attire, returned. Wan'er happily shouted, "Auntie's back!"
"Wan'er..."
Seeing Wan'er run towards her, Wang Mengyao squatted down to meet her, pinching her tender little face. "Did you miss Auntie?"
"Hehe, no..."
Wan'er giggled playfully. Wang Mengyao pouted, "Then I won't take you out to play later."
"Third Uncle will take me."
Wan'er pointed at Wan Yunting, who had just walked out. Wang Mengyao was taken aback. She stood up and softly called, "Brother Yunting, you're back."
"Yes, let's go out to eat together."
Wan Yunting nodded with a smile, waving his hand. It was already eight o'clock. It wasn't just Wan'er who was hungry; he was too.
"Wait, I'll go upstairs and change..."
Wang Mengyao dropped the sentence and ran upstairs to her room, excitedly choosing a dress and getting ready...
Wan Yunting and Wan'er waited downstairs. Five minutes, ten minutes, fifteen minutes...
"Wan'er, go upstairs and hurry your aunt down. If she doesn't come down soon, we'll leave," Wan Yunting said impatiently.
So Wan'er ran upstairs. Two minutes later, Wang Mengyao finally came down with Wan'er. She had deliberately chosen a pink floral print mini-dress and styled her hair neatly. She looked completely different from her usual rich young lady, spirited girl style.
Now she looked more like a quiet, demure girl next door. Even her usual spoiled and willful temper seemed to have changed. Seeing Wan Yunting's impatient look after waiting for her for so long, Wang Mengyao showed a nervous and shy expression, "I'm sorry, Brother Yunting, for keeping you waiting."
Wan Yunting was speechless seeing her so beautifully dressed. "It's not like you're going on a date with your boyfriend, why dress up so nicely? Let's go, Wan'er and I are starving."
"Oh."
Wang Mengyao pouted and followed obediently behind Wan Yunting and Wan'er. Then she got into the Toyota sedan. Wan Yunting drove away from the villa complex and started looking for a restaurant nearby.
At the Huadu Tianyu Grand Hotel, on the second floor, in the grand hall where the banquet was being held, it had been meticulously decorated as a cocktail party venue.
At this time, a group of men and women dressed in their finest were holding wine glasses, standing in groups of three or five, chatting and laughing, while some were earnestly discussing collaborations...
After all, this was an exchange banquet, and its main purpose was to allow the CEOs from various sectors of Huadu's business community to exchange ideas and conduct business.
"Director Kang, why are you so late..."
Suddenly, a group of men and women were welcoming Kang Hongwen, who was dressed in a black suit. His wife, Zhou Caihong, wore a black evening gown, exuding an elegant, noble, dignified, and graceful aura that instantly made the other CEOs' wives pale in comparison.
At the same time, Secretary Lin Gaofeng also came with his wife, as he was the Vice President of Wuhu Group and also served as Kang Hongwen's secretary, naturally qualifying him to attend such a business banquet.
"Director Zheng, Director Zhao, Director Fan are also here..."
Kang Hongwen greeted these CEOs with a smile, naturally exuding the charisma of a superior.
"Wow, Mrs. Zhou, your evening gown is so beautiful..."
"Yes, and you're so well-maintained and young-looking, we're so envious..."
The wives of these CEOs had the task tonight of forging a relationship with Mrs. Zhou Caihong, the richest man's wife, to lay the foundation for their husbands to cooperate with Wuhu Group in the future...
Upon hearing that the richest man, Kang Hongwen, had arrived, all the CEOs present immediately came forward to greet him...
"Chulin, let's go and see Director Kang too."
Saying that, Wan Dongming pulled Wang Chulin and followed the others.
At this moment, Kang Hongwen was holding a glass of wine, toasting the older generation of business magnates in the Huadu business community.
Among them was an elder in his sixties, dressed in a black Tang suit, with short white hair and a ruddy complexion, looking energetic. Especially his sharp old eyes, though advanced in age, the aura he exuded made those around him dare not approach.
Only Ling Wei, dressed in a wine-red backless evening gown that perfectly accentuated her tall figure, with her dark purple curly long hair cascading over her shoulders and back, and her foxy eyes that were captivating, drew the frequent attention of some young men present, who couldn't bear to look away from her...
"Uncle Fu, you're here too."
Kang Hongwen raised his wine glass and went up to greet Uncle Fu, who in the previous generation had dominated Huadu's business world, and even controlled the underworld, known as the godfather. His full name was Du Laifu.
It could be said that in terms of seniority and status, he was the boss of everyone present.
"Little Kang, I haven't seen you come to my place for tea recently."
Uncle Fu looked very dignified and had a very strong aura. Even Kang Hongwen felt an invisible pressure when facing him.
"I've been busy with the company recently and haven't been able to pay my respects at your place. I hope Uncle Fu will forgive me," Kang Hongwen said with a slight bow and a respectful smile to Uncle Fu, who was seated.
"Then you must have a few more drinks with me tonight," Uncle Fu smiled.
"Okay, I'll toast you first."
Kang Hongwen raised his wine glass, bowed, and clinked glasses with Uncle Fu, his glass a few centimeters lower than Uncle Fu's, before straightening up and downing the red wine in one gulp...
Uncle Fu merely took a small sip, then put down his glass and patted the sofa beside him. "Sit here and let's chat."
"Okay," Kang Hongwen nodded and then sat down next to Uncle Fu.
This immediately made the other CEOs around him envious. After all, as a top figure in the Huadu business community and the godfather of the underworld, Uncle Fu had countless people eager to curry favor with him.
"Uncle Fu, Uncle Fu is actually here..."
Wan Dongming, who had squeezed in with his wife, was surprised to see Kang Hongwen chatting with Uncle Fu. He hadn't expected this important figure to show up at this year's exchange banquet.
"Hey, hey, don't push..."
A few young men and women holding wine glasses were bumped by him, making him look displeased. He turned his head and saw it was Wan Dongming. The one named Zhang Gaojie immediately looked at him with disdain. "I wonder who it is, it turns out to be the famous gold-digger!"
"Wow, it really is him..."
The other young men and women looked at Wan Dongming with contempt and ridicule.
Seeing Zhang Gaojie, Wan Dongming raised an eyebrow, knowing he was the son of the chairman of Tairan Group and a typical second-generation rich kid.
The young men and women with him were the children of other CEOs, who had naturally been brought by their parents to attend the banquet.