Dyed

Ming Chengyou raised his eyes following the sound, and the corners of his eyes softened. The person who said this was him when he was young, and he grew up wearing a pair of pants when he was young. When he was young, he said that his wife could share the situation.

Kuang Zi noticed the look in his eyes, coughed a few times and asked Ming Zheng for his opinion, "Young Master, what do you think?"

Gu Yecheng, who was drinking at the side, came over holding a cup, "I'm also joining in the fun, Third Young Master, we've known each other for so long, and I haven't had the pleasure of competing with you yet, this time I'm going to do my best."

After all, who can't hear it?

Ming Chengyou turned a deaf ear to it and didn't look at other people at all.

Mingzheng lifted his chin lightly with his right hand holding the cigarette, as if he wanted to see clearly the trace of grief and anger on the half-brother opposite him, but apparently, he had also learned not to show his emotions or anger.

"How to compare?"

"Let's do a pas de deux, first to see your own strength, and second to see how your partner cooperates." Kuang Zi's female partner suggested.

"it is good."

"it is good."

The two spoke in unison.

Ming Zheng took a deep breath, and the huge ballroom turned into a brutal arena.

There is no room for a grain of sand in each other's eyes. One of them is a ferocious tiger wolf, and the other is a cheetah that knows how to lurk and look for opportunities.

Ming Zheng smiled and stubbed out the cigarette in his hand, "A bet of 100 million is not exciting at all," he pointed his index finger at Ming Chengyou, "I'll bet on the remaining 5% of the equity in your hand, how about it?"

As soon as Ming Zheng said this, the audience was in an uproar.

Those who originally wanted to join in the fun had no choice but to withdraw obediently.

Fu Ran was surprised, she didn't expect Ming Zheng's desire to be so undisguised, she subconsciously glanced at Ming Chengyou.

"What bet do you use to exchange something so precious like me?" Ming Chengyou narrowed his pretty eyes.

"It's not easy to gain a foothold in Ying'an City again, isn't it?" Ming Zheng smiled firmly, "I'll give you a chance to make a comeback. Since your new company was established, you have encountered many obstacles. Besides, the 5% equity is nothing to you. Is it precious?"

I'm afraid it's just a pity to abandon it.

Ming Yunfeng's will, compared with 5% and 60%, is the biggest joke for Ming Chengyou.

Fu Ran intends to stay out of it, this is their Ming family's business.

Unexpectedly, Ming Chengyou pointed his hand and brought all eyes to her, "I want Fu Ran."

Mingzheng frowned, "You're clearly letting me give in."

"Have you seen Fu Ran dance?"

"Ask her, the first dance I came into contact with was taught by me."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and were glad that they were not involved. It seemed that Ming Zheng was also a tough guy to deal with.

Ming Chengyou still couldn't express his emotions or anger. It took him so long to look at Fu Ran, "Fu Ran, how are you?"

"I don't want to participate." Fu Ran answered simply.

"Let's discuss it." Ming Zheng stood up and pulled Fu Ran's wrist, leading her towards the locker room.

Fu Ran stood outside the door of the locker room, like last time, indescribable mood.

They put the bet on her alone in disguise, and didn't ask her if she could afford it.

"If you help Ming Chengyou win this dance, he will thank you a thousand times."

"But you want to get 5% of the equity of Cun Kun, right?"

Mingzheng's slender body leaned against the window, "We don't talk about interests, help him or help me, it's up to you to choose?"

"Do I have a choice?" Fu Ran looked at the night view outside the window, the twilight was like silk, "Since he chose me, if I disagree, this game will definitely not go on. Now it depends on your position, do you want to?"

Fu Ran left without waiting for Ming Zheng's answer.

After Mingzheng returned to the ballroom, he sat down opposite Ming Chengyou, "Xiaoran, do you agree?"

Fu Ran didn't answer.

"She has no choice." Ming Chengyou said.

As long as Fu Ran doesn't participate, he won't gamble. It's rare for Ming Zheng to find such an opportunity, so how can he give up easily? He will definitely do everything possible to persuade Fu Ran.

"Aren't you afraid that Xiaoran and I will discuss it in advance, and she will make mistakes on purpose?"

"Then I agree." Ming Chengyou almost didn't think about it.

"Okay," Mingzheng nodded, "Since this is the case, I can't suffer too much, at least I can't choose a partner worse than Xiaoran."

"What do you think of me?" Kuangzi's female companion asked.

Ming Zheng took a look, nodded in satisfaction, "Okay."

Fu Ran was afraid that she would make the same mistake as last time, so she went to the side to make a phone call and asked the studio teacher to deliver the dancing shoes she brought to the third floor.

Fu Ran had seen Mingzheng dancing before, and there was no doubt that, coupled with the professional dancing of the female partner, the atmosphere was once extremely high.

Fu Ran changed her clothes and stood next to Ming Chengyou, her fingertip movements revealed her nervousness, but Ming Chengyou was at ease, a typical emperor who is not in a hurry and eunuchs are in a hurry.

"Don't be nervous, if you lose, you lose."

"Do you know what 5% equity means?"

Ming Zheng is a businessman, how can he not understand, he made Ming Chengyou's entire family fortune with a retreat and a vain form.

Fu Ranzhen wondered if Ming Chengyou's brain was burnt out?

"I know, it means a lot of money."

"Knowing that you still gamble?" Fu Ran couldn't see the figure on the dance floor at all, "Do you have a countermeasure? Anyway, it's just a verbal talk, you want to renege on your debt?"

Ming Chengyou showed obvious disdain, and Fu Ran was speechless. It seemed that she was severely despised.

She just couldn't figure out the reason why Ming Chengyou did this. Could it be that he wanted to fight because of the end of his life?

"Fu Ran, are you happy after you go back?"

Fu Ran leaned her back against the wall, "Why do you ask that?"

The two seemed to be isolated in another space, and the passionate dance music in the arena could not be integrated into this circle at all. Ming Chengyou's tall body leaned against Fu Ran's arm, "Just ask."

At the end of the song, the applause like a flood drowned Fu Ran's mind in an instant. She saw Ming Zheng's female companion coming with his arm in his arms, "It's a shame."

Ming Chengyou clapped his hands, "As expected of a professional dancer."

Compared to Fu Ran, he was as relaxed as ever.

The prelude flowed out like flowing clouds and flowing water, and Ming Chengyou's gaze was like a torch. When Fu Ran was so nervous that his whole body was tense, he took advantage of the music to lean into her ear and whispered, "Your dress doesn't suit you, and your chest looks small."

She glared angrily, "Shut up."

Sure enough, he kept his mouth shut, and Mingzheng's female partner sat back beside Kuangzi, looking intently at the dance floor.

It has to be said that when this man dances, he uses the same movements and the same footsteps, but his gestures and gestures are all amorous.

Hip swing and rotation, hands and shoulders without sloppy movement.

He took off his handmade suit before walking onto the dance floor, and now he was wearing only a white shirt.The neckline is opened with two diamond buttons, and the cuff on the left wrist is rolled up to the elbow.

The tassels raised by Fu Ran's skirt collided fiercely with it, and she suddenly became less nervous, dancing also needs inspiration, and it is rare for her to want to indulge and indulge in this drunken dream.

Such cooperation is seamless.

As if he was born for her, and she came because of him.

Fu Ran improvised a difficult spin. She had strong control and had never performed in such a state as today.

Ming Chengyou saw that her footsteps were sprained suddenly, and he stretched out his arms to pull her into his arms.

They barely made it through.

There is no room for sloppy let alone negligence in a strong duel.

Fu Ran forced herself to stand upright in pain, and she looked at the dancing shoes on her feet in disbelief.

This time no one deliberately let go, she believed that she would not make low-level mistakes, but how can she explain that just now?

Ming Chengyou let go of the palms that held her waist tightly.

Fu Ran sighed, "I'm sorry."

"You'll be fine."

Ming Zheng took the lead in applauding, and then the applause became one piece.

Ming Chengyou also simply said, "We lost, you ask the lawyer to come to Yiyun Capital tomorrow, and I will give you the % equity of Qiankun."

Although Fu Ran was prepared, she was still surprised, "Are you serious?"