Chapter 3 This Wanwan is familiar
"I'm sorry, sir, we're ...... Wanwan doesn't drink. Su Ziya ran over at some point and hurriedly stopped in front of Su Wanqing.
She asked Su Wanqing to come over to help today, and she was already very grateful in the book, if there was any more incident, she would really be sorry for Su Wanqing.
Su Wanqing bowed slightly to Zou Cheng, bowed to him, and was about to leave, Zou Cheng took an unfathomable sip of wine: "You Wanwan, it's a little familiar." ”
Su Wanqing's blood froze for a moment, and the next moment she smiled like a flower, her lips hooked, and she lowered her throat: "Mr. said he was laughing." ”
She can't be recognized by Zou Cheng.
In this bar, except for Su Ziya, no one else can know her.
Although she went to Su Ziya's bar to pole dance, she had a job that required a very serious identity to maintain her life.
She...... He's an entertainment reporter, and he's a well-known kind......
If people know that she is pole dancing in a bar, I am afraid that many of the things she broke will be crowned with words such as "dark hatred of nightclub girls", "venting anger" and "jealousy".
When others don't know, they will call her "the first person to entertain".
Thinking of this, Su Wanqing shuddered and hurriedly walked away, but fortunately Zou Cheng did not catch up.
Zou Cheng's gaze kept falling on Su Wanqing's back, and he took a sip of wine with a goblet between his fingers.
"Lao Zou, my heart is also tickled, if you don't catch it and see what kind of woman it is, let me do it?"
A handsome man in a riotous green suit beside Zou Cheng wrinkled his face, looking annoyed and scratching his lungs.
Zou Cheng glanced at him: "You try?"
The man immediately shrunk his neck and looked at the sky: "Ah! Laughing, laughing! You fancy it, how can I rob it!"
The corners of Zou Cheng's mouth hooked slightly, looking at the back of Su Wanqing leaving, as if a hunter had locked on his prey, he turned to leave.
Su Ziya patted her forehead, a little anxious: "It's over, it's over, something has to happen!"
Su Wanqing told herself about her strange experience, and she was inexplicably dragged to get married by Zou Cheng, the president of H Group, and even the marriage certificate was thrown at Zou Cheng, and the two of them didn't say a word.
But they are just married, and they can't find this "husband" yet!
Later, they checked the license plate number of the Rolls-Royce Phantom on the Internet, and found out what Su Wanqing's "husband" was and where he worked.
Later, when I saw those financial news, I ran to the place where Zou Cheng would appear, and squatted in Zou Cheng.
Yes, other people's husbands are in the same room, and let their wives say "Ya Yan Butterfly, Ya Yan Butterfly", while Su Wanqing's husband mainly relies on Baidu.
Su Wanqing arrived at the dressing room, ready to remove her makeup, and as soon as she took off her mask, she saw a man coming out from behind the curtain, with a big figure and three thick, with a scar on her face, and she frowned.
Who's this?
"Yo, I said how do you wear a mask? That's not the ...... That, who is that?" the man approached Su Wanqing, his hand pressed against her chair.
"Who are you and what do you want to do?" Su Wanqing forced herself to calm down, this man is not good.
"I don't do anything, it's just your dance, which arouses Lao Tzu's interest, and Lao Tzu is in a hurry to extinguish the fire now. The man approached Su Wanqing's side, his voice fluttering, and his hand was restless and ready to touch Su Wanqing's face.
Su Wanqing immediately stood up and frowned: "Su Ziya's place, you dare to mess around?"
"Hmph, don't talk about Su Ziya, it's the king of heaven, Lao Tzu is going to put out the fire today!" the man said, he insisted on stepping forward and grabbed Su Wanqing, Su Wanqing glanced to the side, picked up a bottle of essence milk and smashed it on his head.
After smashing it, he immediately ran out, flustered in his heart, and his hands and feet were trembling: "Unlucky!"
Su Wanqing ran out of the makeup artist, glanced inside, and saw a few of them chasing after her, so she ran faster, her twenty years of guarding like jade, it was impossible for her to be ruined here!
Su Wanqing was running and slammed into a person's body, and she immediately gave way to the side: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I borrowed ......"
"Su Wanqing?" Su Wanqing's arm was grabbed, and the grip was dead, as if it was directly clamped.
The tendons in her head tensed violently, and instantly broke again, and she slowly looked up, and when she saw that exquisite and peerless face, she had mixed emotions and wanted to crash to death on the counter next to her.
Zou Cheng let go of his hand and pointed to his shirt, which was covered with red wine stains, some of which continued to spread.