As soon as Fang Zhiyu entered the office, she saw an envelope placed on the table, and the white invitation card was printed with dark gold intricate shading.

Hanging her coat casually on a hanger, she walked over and sat down in a chair, her legs folded, and she picked up the envelope casually.

It was an invitation from the investor, and a dinner was held at the West Peak Hotel tonight.

The red lips pursed slightly, revealing a little displeasure, she has always disliked this kind of banquet with many rules and pretentiousness, but as a close investor, she can't refuse.

Her slender white fingertips tapped lightly on the black desk, and after a moment's hesitation, she still informed her assistant to add dinner to tonight's schedule.

Eight p.m., West Peak Hotel.

Investors seem to be intent on making a big move this time, with a long red carpet at the entrance of the West Peak Hotel, and countless fans gathered on both sides of the red carpet, shouting the names of their idols, and you can feel the sound without opening the car door.

Fang Zhiyu frowned, glanced at the "grand scene" outside the car window, and said in a cold voice, "Go directly to the underground garage." ”

Avoiding the crowd and going straight from the elevator to the banquet hall, she wore a long red dress, which set off her bumpy figure more and more irritating, and her long curly hair was draped over her shoulders, swaying with the posture of walking.

As soon as she entered the door, countless amazing eyes were cast at her, Fang Zhiyu generously hooked her red lips, with a little alienated coldness in her eyes, nodding and signaling to people she knew.

The investor who organized the banquet at this time hurriedly greeted him, the two raised their wine glasses and touched each other, and the other party smiled, "Mr. Fang is very difficult to invite, and it is an honor to give me Zhu a face today!"

Fang Zhiyu raised her eyebrows, "Mr. Zhu held a dinner, so I naturally wanted to come." ”

The other party laughed, and the two parted after a few more greetings.

She randomly found a slightly remote corner and sat down, her apricot eyes flashed a little boring, and she raised her red wine glass happily, sipping it while looking at the crowd in the banquet hall, her eyebrows and eyes were cold.

She deliberately avoided it, but someone didn't have long eyes to bump into it.

Chen Kexin was also invited, and was talking to several company CEOs when she caught a glimpse of Fang Zhiyu sitting alone on the side, and a glimmer of light flashed in her eyes.

"Yo, who should I be, sitting here alone, it turned out to be Mr. Fang!" Chen Kexin raised her chin slightly, looked at Fang Zhiyu condescendingly, and said in a mocking tone.

"It seems that Mr. Fang is a little depressed, such a big banquet, isn't there even a speaker?"

Fang Zhiyu glanced at her coldly, shook the wine glass, the dark red wine slammed on the wall of the glass, and said casually, "Yes, there is a dog barking in front of me, making people ruthless." ”

"You ......" Chen Kexin's face changed, and she glared at her hatefully, her eyes full of resentment, "Hmph! You should be proud now, one day I will definitely make you unable to laugh!"

Hearing the other party's words, she raised her eyebrows, her eyes were sharp, although she was in a low place, she did not show any weakness.

Chen Kexin felt a little overlooked, and couldn't help but straighten her back.

Fang Zhiyu sneered, elegantly took a sip of the red wine in the glass, feeling the slightly astringent wine in her mouth, she narrowed her eyes, "It's up to you?"

Chen Kexin's face turned black in an instant, and she looked at her through gritted teeth, "You wait and see, I will definitely shoot better than you, and you will really be a "dream flower" at that time." ”

Fang Zhiyu hates others deliberately misinterpreting the name of "Dream Flower" the most, let alone such a direct provocation.

The wine glass touched the table with a crisp sound, Fang Zhiyu got up unhurriedly, approached Chen Kexin, her apricot eyes were sharp, and she seemed to smile and said, "Look at what's in the sky?"

The other party reflexively looked up, but all he saw was the ceiling with bright lights, and he couldn't help but look inexplicable.

I didn't expect her to really look up so seriously, Fang Zhiyu was almost laughed at by her, the curvature of the corners of her mouth became more and more obvious, and there was a bit of banter at the bottom of her eyes, "Don't look at it, isn't that a cowhide blown up by you, take it leisurely, be careful to blow it up." ”

Realizing that he had been tricked, Chen Kexin's face turned pale.

"Oh, I also want to thank you," she smiled, adding fuel to the fire, "and give me money for nothing." ”

Chen Kexin's chest couldn't help rising and falling, he gritted his teeth and stared at her, a little resentment flashed in his eyes, and he actually raised his hand directly and was about to hit her cheek.

Fang Zhiyu's apricot eyes narrowed, stepped on the high heels and flexibly took a step back, missed the opponent's hand, and when she lost her balance in the air, she quickly stepped forward and cut her hands behind her back.

Chen Kexin was naturally unwilling to be suppressed and kept struggling, but Fang Zhiyu didn't know how to get it, the more she struggled, the more she felt that her arms hurt as if they were about to be broken.

Many people around noticed the movement and looked at each other.

Fang Zhiyu didn't mind at all, and was about to speak, when she heard a soft female voice not far away, with a little anxiety, "Please let go of Kexin!"

When the words fell, a woman in a white dress stood in front of the two, her facial features were delicate, her temperament was very soft, and her beautiful eyes were a little anxious.

Fang Zhiyu half-raised her chin and looked at her, but did not speak, and the strength of her hand did not relax.

The woman patted Chen Kexin soothingly, turned her head and smiled at her, "Hello, I'm Wen Jingxuan." ”

"Xuan?" Reading this word in her heart, a hint of strangeness flashed in Fang Zhiyu's eyes, this is actually a very common name, but she suddenly heard that Xiao Yuanyuan had mentioned "Sister Xuan" before.

"You may not be familiar with me, Mr. Fang, I know you, I used to ......" Wen Jingxuan lowered her eyes and smiled, with a little sadness in her eyes, "I know Junchen, but we haven't seen each other for a long time." ”

"So?" her expression grew colder.

"Can you please look at my face, let Kexin go, on such an occasion, it's not good to make it too ugly. Wen Jingxuan looked at her sincerely and smiled gently.

Fang Zhiyu sneered, with a little indifference in her eyes, and looked at her condescendingly, "What are you?"

I didn't expect her to publicly slap herself in the face on such an occasion, Wen Jingxuan's face turned pale, her lips trembled slightly, and she stared at her with wide eyes in disbelief.

There were more and more people looking around, and Fang Zhiyu only felt that the irritability in her heart was getting bigger and bigger, and the impatience in her eyes was deeper.

Too lazy to entangle with them anymore, she pushed Chen Kexin forward, Fang Zhiyu clapped her hands in disgust, turned around and walked outside the banquet hall.

Behind him, a female voice sounded softly, "Mr. Fang, when I have time in a few days, I will definitely come to visit in person, and I haven't seen Junchen for a long time, just to catch up with the old days." ”