Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

  The atmosphere suddenly heated up, Fu Zhiyan drank a few glasses of wine, Qinggui's face was stained with a hint of blush. He was born good-looking, but now the phoenix eyes are slightly blurred, and men will bend when they look at him, let alone women. The spotlight chased after him involuntarily, probably because the alcohol was a bit on his head. After the fourth round of drinking, Fu Zhiyan pulled out his chair and said extravagantly, "Sorry, I'll go to the bathroom."

   He turned his head slightly and glanced at Mo Xingxing, who was like a duck on the table, "Help me take care of Ono."

"OK." Mo Xingxing made a gesture, and raised the end of his eyes in style, and said with a smile to the people at the table, "Wangshi they are all here, you don't need me to take care of them, but also take care of your female companion. Not even a single strand of hair is missing. If you are really worried, hurry up and come back, I will have to drink you down when you come back!"

   She agreed, and Fu Zhiyan got up and left.

   When I came out of the banquet hall, it was suddenly much quieter. In the bathroom, Fu Zhiyan unbuttoned a shirt, tugged at his neckline, and turned on the faucet.

  The icy water patted his face, and his whole body relaxed. After the body temperature dropped a little, he turned off the tap, wiped his hands with the towel on the side, and turned around to prepare to go out.

   was stopped before he reached the door. Han Baoer, who was wearing a bright red V-neck dress showing off her beautiful figure, summoned her courage, "Fu...President Fu."

  Fu Zhiyan was expressionless and avoided her directly.

Han Baoer finally found the opportunity to see him alone, how could he give up so easily, bit his lip and trotted in front of him again, "President Fu, I'm Han Baoer from the Han Group, do you remember me? I was in the secretariat a few days ago. I made an appointment to discuss cooperation projects with you, but the secretary told me that you are busy with your schedule and have no time. I finally met you today, can you make an appointment?"

   A man like Fu Zhiyan would definitely not be able to throw himself directly into his arms.

   In the name of work, it couldn’t be better.

   As long as there is a chance to get along, she has a way to win him!

   "No." The three words are ruthless to the extreme!

  Han Baoer was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect him to refuse so mercilessly, "Why? Because there is no time? It doesn't matter, I can wait."

  Fu Zhiyan frowned, coldly, "Didn't Andy tell President Han that CT Entertainment has no plans to cooperate with Han?"

  Han Baoer clenched his fists suddenly!

   said, of course. Otherwise, Han Chengming wouldn't go home and slap her a few times. If Han Junqing hadn't stopped her, she would have no doubt that Han Chengming would sweep her out the door. Even so, she was suspended from all of Han's duties, her gold card was frozen, and she was locked up at home. If I can come out today, it's because Han Chengming can't come back from a business trip abroad, so she and Han Junqing have to come out to represent the Han family at the dinner party. She always thought that those words were the secretary's own idea, but Fu Zhiyan didn't know it at all. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be what Fu Zhiyan meant.

She smiled a little reluctantly, and her red lips moved, "My ider is great, if the two cooperate, they will definitely create a brand new win-win model for real estate and celebrities. I think this model is worth listening to by Mr. Fu. , and then decide whether to cooperate or not after listening.”

   "No, CT has no intention of cooperating with Han." Fu Zhiyan raised his legs to leave.

Han Baoer opened his arms, impatiently, "Why? Since it's a good cooperation project, why not cooperate with the Han family? In terms of distance and distance, I should call you uncle. To cooperate with the Han family, isn't it a kiss? ?"

  ... little uncle.

   The same three words, uttered from the mouths of different people, turned out to be two completely different feelings.

  The air suddenly cooled down, his thin lips were drawn into a straight line, and his face was cold, "Miss Han, it's better not to mistakenly recognize relatives."

  Han Baoer shuddered inexplicably and squeezed out a charming smile, "Mr. Fu is really humorous. I'm Ono's sister, you are her little uncle. According to popular saying, her little uncle is of course my little uncle."

   She paused, and thought she was playful, "Although it's a bit far away."

  The air was a few degrees colder again, Fu Zhiyan's bottomless eagle eyes narrowed dangerously, and amid Han Baoer's pleasing smile, his thin lips touched coldly, "Go away."

  Han Baoer was incredulous, "Mr. Fu?"

   "I'll give you a chance to get out."

   Thin feelings are cold, bone-eroding cold!

  Han Baoer couldn't help his heart tremble, and he couldn't help but remember the first time he saw this man, he was dragged down the stairs and forced to pour poison.

   The rippling spring tide in her heart was suddenly blocked by ice. She moved her lips and wanted to speak, but found that her throat seemed to be blocked, and she couldn't say a word.

   But she didn't want to just give up!

   Can't just give up!

  Han Chengming's gloomy gaze was still imprinted in her mind last time. She didn't want to go to the Yan family's dead old woman and humbly, the only way to go is Fu Zhiyan!

  …

   On the other side, the charity banquet is about to start, and Fu Zhiyan hasn't come back yet, not only Han Xiaoye is a bit on pins and needles, but even Mo Xingxing has frowned several times.

   Just at this time, Lin Huiyin, who was a few tables away, came to toast with a wine glass.

   As soon as he saw Han Xiaoye, his eyes flashed with surprise, and then he walked over with a small smile. After drinking for a while with everyone at the table. Holding a glass of wine, she walked to Han Xiaoye. After filling up Han Xiaoye, he didn't give anyone a chance to refuse, he just raised his head and drank it, "Long time no see, Miss Han, I was wrong in City C last time, so I will apologize to Miss Han for this cup. Go ahead. For respect, you can do whatever you want."

   What she said was casual, but she defiantly turned the cup upside down, proving that she didn't have a drop left.

   In the past, people were so provocative and come to the door, Han Xiaoye would definitely shoot back without a word. Can drink... Han Xiaoye didn't drink.

   "What? Miss Han refuses to give this face? Still refuses to forgive me?" Lin Huiyin put down the empty wine glass, picked up the glass of wine poured for her, and handed it to her, looking at her with burning eyes.

Depend on!

   This woman!

   She was about to retort.

   "Xiaoye doesn't know how to drink, so let's do it, I'll help Xiaoye drink this glass of wine from Major Lin." Mo Xingxing stood up in time and reached for the wine.

  Lin Huiyin put his hand around her and avoided her, staring arrogantly, "I've only heard of men helping women stop wine at the wine table, but I've never heard of women helping women stop wine."

   It’s true that I haven’t heard of it, but she clearly meant to be aggressive. Mo Xingxing restrained the smile at the corner of his mouth, and was about to fight her hard. At this moment, one hand took the wine glass in Lin Huiyin's hand and said lazily, "Help her drink it."

  The peach blossom eyes and the indifferent tone, who is not Quan Ronglian?

   He raised his head, drank a glass of white wine in one gulp, put the glass on the table, and sneered, "Is it alright now?"