The reception went smoothly, Jiang Zhiyi, in order to avoid trouble, sat in the corner by himself, quietly watching the various unbridled frictions between men and women on the field under the masks, the picture was confused, and the atmosphere was even more ambiguous.

The cocktail party is naturally based on the theme of wine, and the food is all fruits and snacks, Jiang Zhiyi doesn't drink much, and plans to see if there are any valuable connections here that he can meet, so that he can contact him in the future.

Obviously, tonight came in vain.

Therefore, Jiang Zhiyi's interest was not high, and he soon had the idea of leaving.

But a man came up, wearing a golden charm mask, next to Jiang Zhiyi, and asked, "Alone, are you an artist from the brokerage company?"

Jiang Zhiyi looked down at his number plate, and then it became clear that the people brought by the brokerage company would all carry the number plate, and H was the letter of Huiying Culture, and there was nothing strange about him knowing that he was a little artist.

Eighteenth-tier artists have no value at all, and if they want to get ahead, they can only be obedient.

"Do you know how to drink, drink two glasses with me!" he said, holding the wine to her, Jiang Zhiyi did not refuse, took the wine, and drank it in front of him with a smile.

"Haha, it's a drinker, unlike those who come out to sell and pretend to be pure, I like you like this!" the man said, his hand began to swim restlessly, slowly upward, Jiang Zhiyi's expression was cold, and he looked at the man quietly.

Jiang Zhiyi smiled and clasped the man's wrist, with a smile in his eyes, but he was extremely cold, "Sir, drink if you drink, you don't have a good position in your hand, it's better to put it in the right place!"

The man was stunned, his hand was clasped by her wrist, the hand felt soft, and the fragrance on her body was breathtaking, this woman was afraid that she felt how tall she was, and the people brought out by the brokerage company, a few of them could not move, and they looked like they were still new to the industry, and they couldn't afford it!

The man put down the wine glass, but with his other hand, he clasped Jiang Zhiyi's waist, which scared Jiang Zhiyi and almost screamed, but thinking of the general manager's words just now, he resisted the impulse.

"What? Don't resist? Do you really think I'm here to invite you for a drink? The people who can come in tonight are either selling or buying, you are interesting, I may be able to give you 180,000 yuan, which is much more comfortable than you are tired and tired!"

The man said, his hands and feet became more and more restless and touched her, Jiang Zhiyi rolled his eyes, raised his legs, and then hit the man's lower plate painfully, and the man immediately left Jiang Zhiyi's body in pain, and slowly leaned on the table, because of face, he didn't dare to abuse loudly.

What's the deal with being picked up by a woman?

"I'm short of money, but if I want to sell it, I won't sell it to you!" Jiang Zhiyi gritted his teeth, then picked up his bag and left.

But the plan that He En had designed has not yet been started, how can it be possible to let Jiang Zhiyi go, Jiang Zhiyi just arrived at the door, he was stopped by several men, Jiang Zhiyi didn't speak, two people stepped forward to cover Jiang Zhiyi's mouth, one carried her up, and the three of them immediately left the scene with Jiang Zhiyi.

No one notices here, on such an occasion, there are a lot of fornications in the corners, and who would pay attention to such a thing in a chaotic scene!

Liu Xiaopei was severely warned by the general manager not to care about tonight's affairs, Liu Xiaopei was conflicted in his heart, he thought about it no matter what, he had a long contradiction in his heart, and finally he couldn't bear it.

She knew from the beginning that this was a game, so she didn't give the number plate to Jiang Zhiyi, but she didn't expect Jiang Zhiyi to take Anna's number plate.

Liu Xiaopei finally called Anbo.