112 Banquets

Wen Yu was stunned for a few seconds, not believing Wen Qiao's choice.

Are you going to find Lu Yunzheng?" Wen Yu frowned.

Wen Qiao nodded, can Brother Wen Yu ask you for a favor?

She was brought here by Duan Yan, she didn't bring any clothes, and she couldn't wear this outfit to the Gemini Revolving Restaurant with just that.

She doesn't have a card on her, and although she has a mobile phone, she definitely can't solve the current trouble so quickly on her own.

Wen Yu almost understood Wen Qiao's thoughts. Put down your legs and stand up, button up your suit, although your cold face is indeed gentle and helpless, let's go. Take you to do some makeup and hair.

Wen Qiao raised the corners of his mouth, grabbed his mobile phone and went out with Wen Yu, thank you, Brother Wen Yu.

Wen Yu, who had been cold all afternoon, finally couldn't hold back his expression, and the corners of his mouth raised a small arc. smiled a little indulgently, didn't you call your brother, and he was so polite.

Wen Qiao smiled sheepishly.

Wen Yu raised his eyes and looked at the mirrored elevator wall, did he think I was here to sabotage?

His words hit Wen Qiao's mood, Wen Qiao showed an apologetic look, and said in a very low voice: I'm sorry.

Wen Yu had already guessed Wen Qiao's psychology. didn't take her to heart, but smiled relaxed and didn't say anything.

Wen Yu took Wen Qiao into the car, he had already asked the assistant to take care of it on the road, and they drove over directly.

After meeting, Wen Qiao found out that the stylist arranged by Wen Yu for her was actually Song Zhiyi, the exclusive stylist of popular stars.

Wen Qiao was suddenly a little nervous, and whispered to Wen Yu: Why did you find Teacher Song.

Wen Yu thought that Wen Qiao was dissatisfied: Don't like it?

No. Wen Qiao hurriedly grabbed Wen Yu, there was excitement in his eyes that couldn't be hidden, he liked it too much.

After the excitement, Wen Qiao felt unworthy, she just went on a date.

Wen Yu saw Wen Qiao's uneasiness and held her down: Don't be nervous. What kind of style do you like, tell Mr. Song.

After explaining, Wen Yu walked out with his mobile phone.

Wen Qiao did the styling, the sky gradually darkened, Wen Qiao refused Wen Yu to send her to the Twin Star Restaurant, left the studio, stopped the car and went straight to the restaurant.

After getting out of the car, Wen Qiao walked to the restaurant nervously.

As soon as I entered the hall, I met Fan Minmin, who was walking towards the door.

She was dressed in a modest dress, her slender straight thighs were hidden in the slit skirt, looming, white that people couldn't take their eyes off, a heart-shaped tattoo was printed on her fair and straight collarbone, as if it was contained in her collarbone, and a diamond necklace above the tattoo cut the lights of the hotel into tiny pieces.

Wincho craned his neck. Straighten your back and step in, arrogant and confident. Maybe Fan Minmin is too obsessed with Lu Yunzheng, but also because this time Lu Yunzheng gave the core project to Fan, so that she didn't allow herself to fall.

Eyes briefly meet. Wen Qiao moved to the side indifferently.

Fan Minmin walked up to Wen Qiao and looked at her from beginning to end, with a trace of subtle emotion in his eyes. Song Zhiyi did it for you?

Wen Qiao didn't expect Fan Minmin to stop and ask her, so he raised his chin and nodded: Yes.

Fan Minmin smiled, the craftsmanship is really good.

Wen Qiao frowned slightly, how do you know that it is Song Zhiyi.

Fan Minmin said: Song Zhi means my cousin, and I know his craftsmanship very well.

Wen Qiao was stunned for a few seconds, even a little embarrassed.

Fan Minmin said: You came to find Yun Zheng?

Wen Qiao looked at her lightly, and his eyes seemed to say that you can't see it.

Fan Minmin didn't wait for her to reply, and said to herself: Do you know what Lu Yunzheng promised me?

Wen Qiao spoke: No matter what my fiancé promises you, it's at the work level. I don't need to know. Wen Qiao deliberately bit the three words of fiancé extremely important. reminded Fan Minmin that even if he likes Lu Yunzheng, he must pay attention to proportion.

Fan Minmin hit the nail on the head, do you have the guts to know or do you really not want to know?

Wen Qiao smiled decently. I have always been uninvolved in my fiancé's work, and I trust him and I trust him to handle it. Work is work, there's no need to involve personal emotions, am I right, Miss Fan?

Fan Minmin maintained a hypocritical smile on the surface. I hope that's the case.

Wen Qiao didn't have the heart to deal with Fan Minmin, I'm sorry Miss Wen, I'm going to find my fiancé. Excuse me.

As soon as Fan Minmin grabbed Wen Qiao's arm, Wen Qiao suddenly turned his head to look at her, seeing that her eyes were surging with emotion, Wen Qiao was also angry, Miss Fan, what else do you have to say?

Fan Minmin said: I'll take you to Lu Yunzheng.

Wincho earned it. found that the other party clamped too hard, and couldn't break free at all, so he became more and more impatient and said: I can go by myself.

Fan Minmin sneered. This restaurant is a VIP system, and you need to be VIP to enter, do you have one?

Wen Qiao's face was hot, and he was about to speak, when he heard Fan Minmin say: Even if you call Lu Yunzheng now, he won't answer your phone. He knew how serious the consequences would be if he wasn't with me tonight.

Wen Qiao jerked his hand, so frightened that Fan Minmin let go of his hand, and a red mark appeared in the place where he was caught by the other party.

Don't bother you.

Wen Qiao bypassed her and walked directly inside, the revolving restaurant is on the 57th floor of the Twin Star Building, overlooking the night view of the entire port market, and people who come here to consume are either rich or expensive. VIP consumption has always been adopted.

Wen Qiao stepped out of the elevator, and the waiter of the restaurant waited at the door, bowing respectfully. Welcome, please ask your lady's last name.

Wen Qiao opened his mouth and said: Which table is Mr. Lu set in.

The waiter suddenly realized and said with a smile: It turned out to be Mr. Lu's guest. Please come with me, please.

Wen Qiao followed the waiter down the long corridor without hesitation. After a few bends to the door of a room, Wen Qiao stopped him: I'm sorry, isn't Mr. Lu a restaurant with a view?

The waiter has a smile on his face, it is such a lady, Mr. Lu is our Gemini Supreme VIP customer, and he has a separate lounge when he comes to our store.

Wen Qiao glanced at the door number, it was indeed the lounge, and nodded.

The waiter pushed open the room, it was very large and empty, and the decoration was luxurious, but there was no Lu Yunzheng.

Wen Qiao stood at the door and didn't want to enter, and the waiter explained in a decent manner: Mr. Lu had explained in advance that if the guest lady arrived at the store, he could come over to rest and wait for him.

Wen Qiao was silent for a moment and stepped into the room.

There are all kinds of fruits on the table, both in season and in season, popular variety shows are playing on TV, and there is a home-like warmth everywhere, and there is a pack of unsealed cigarettes on the table, which is a brand that Lu Yunzheng likes to smoke.

Wen Qiao looked around, and the waiter served Wen Qiao a cup of flower tea and politely exited the room.

Going out, Wen Qiao heard a subtle sound that was not easy to detect.

Wen Qiao's nerves jumped for a moment, and she tensed up for no reason, she quickly walked to the door, stuck to the door panel and listened to the movement, there was only a series of footsteps outside, very light and quickly disappeared.

Wen Qiao waited until the footsteps were far away, and she subconsciously unscrewed the doorknob.

The door lock doesn't twist, someone should have locked it from the outside.