On the day of the blind date, I got a license with the president and my boss

Jiang Shu suddenly chuckled and asked the designer, "Am I pretty?"

The latter was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "Naturally she is beautiful. I haven't seen a customer who can wear a cheongsam so beautifully for a long time."

Her beauty is usually not showy, but now she is dressed up specially, it is breathtaking, and she can't take her eyes off.

In the small room was a TV, which was broadcasting the morning financial news.

Fu Shiyan sat in front of the camera, calmly explaining the details of cooperation with the Wen family. The flashes kept on, but he remained calm.

A reporter asked a question, he was so calm that he fought with them, killing without blood.

Sure enough, it was released today.

Jiang Shu asked people to put away her clothes, and left wearing this cheongsam, "Thank you."

Lu Xun's car waited at the corner for a long time, playing games on his mobile phone, carelessly, until Jiang Shu came over, leaned over and knocked on the car window.

Lu Xun raised his eyes, and once he raised them, he couldn't move his eyes away.

Her hair was all tied up behind her head, fixed with a lake-blue hairpin, and the pearls hung under the silver threads, shaking with her movements, she looked like a talented Jiangnan woman who had stepped out of a painting.

Lu Xun pressed the tip of his tongue against his cheek, clicked his tongue lightly, and pushed open the car door, "I'm not very happy to have you appear like this."

Jiang Shu didn't care if he was happy or not, "I asked you to bring something."

As soon as he pointed, he put it on the co-pilot, and it was still the Tang Sancai.

Wen Su's art exhibition was scheduled to be held in the largest art gallery in Haicheng. When they arrived, there were already guests present, socializing with wine glasses in twos and threes.

After Jiang Shu registered at the front desk, she asked Zhang Ruo to deliver the Tang Sancai: "My gift to Miss Wen, don't forget to give it to her."

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a small commotion outside.

The luxury car stopped, and Wen Jing and Jiang Lingyu got off first. They had dressed up solemnly and were very elegant.

The second car was Wen Yuan and Zhou Liangqi. She had an ugly complexion, but she also had the aura of a celebrity that she had cultivated since she was a child.

Jiang Shu wanted to laugh, but it was also embarrassing for her. Every time she had to attend occasions she didn't like, it was not good if she didn't attend.

"I'll go, Fu Shiyan?"

"Fu Shiyan got off Wen Shu's car?"

"What does this mean! Tsk, it seems that the rumors are true."

There were endless chattering discussions, and Jiang Shu followed him to look. Fu Shiyan took Wensu's hand and got out of the car. on daily life.

But on such an occasion, he held Wensu's hand.

The latter is wearing stiletto heels today, also in a white cheongsam, with an exquisite figure and a small expression.

Under the gaze of everyone, Wen Su showed a shy smile.

Jiang Shu's eyebrows jumped.

Lu Xun bowed his head next to her ear, "Your clothes are quite coincidental."

"The flowers are different, but the color is the same."

Lu Xun chuckled, "She's not as good-looking as you."

While speaking, several people had already entered the hall, Jiang Shu and Lu Xun turned sideways to make way.

Fu Shiyan held Wensu's hand, and when passing by Jiang Shu, he gave her a deep look.

The latter looked away, not looking at him.

Lu Xun went to socialize, but Jiang Shu didn't like it, so he stood in front of the art exhibition and lingered.

Suddenly someone patted her left shoulder, she looked, but that person appeared on the right, "Why are you here?"

It's Qingying.

She was in charge of the art exhibition and arrived early in the morning.

Jiang Shu took a sip of champagne, "Come and appreciate the great artist's skills."

Qingying sneered.