"Mr. Rong is really young and promising, and it is even more rare to have a heart of love and talent, and I am so grateful for donating so many books and equipment to our library!" The greasy party director smiled into a chrysanthemum on his face.

He had been talking to himself for a while, the young man had an arrogant attitude and rarely responded, he kept signaling He Mingyuan with his eyes, but the latter didn't pay attention to his hints at all.

Shen Qingyin took advantage of the curator's flattery, walked quickly to the table, buried his head and began to mix wine.

"You're welcome, I'm not a talented person, I just like the new teacher in your school, and she likes to read the most, I'm afraid that there won't be enough books in your library, so I donated some. Rong replied lazily.

The smile of the party curator froze for a moment, and only after a while did he smile and say: "The daughter smiles for the Pomeranians, and there is always the legacy of Wei and Jin celebrities!"

Rong Yan ignored this extremely high-ranking sycophant, with a condescending smile on his face, he picked up the wine on the table, and locked his eyes on Shen Qingyin, who was pale.

"Yinyin, pour a glass of wine for the curator and Teacher He!" he didn't even remember the curator's last name.

Shen Qingyin's heart trembled, it seemed that it would be difficult to escape today.

"This, Mr. Rong is polite, flattered, flattered!" The party curator held up the wine glass with both hands and glanced at Shen Qingyin without a trace.

The woman lowered her head and hid in the dark, her face could not be seen clearly, and she could only see the white and slender hands holding the hem of her skirt.

Rong Yan was very face-saving and touched his glass with the party curator, and drank all the wine in the cup in one gulp, which made the party curator red with excitement.

Shen Qingyin filled the empty cups for them, and when she poured the wine, she found that He Mingyuan's gaze was still glued to her, and she couldn't help frowning.

In his eyes, he must be humble and humiliated at this moment.

But she doesn't think so, she needs money, she needs to be able to make money quickly, there is no such thing as a free lunch, and she has to pay a price.

The price of this is her dignity.

Rong Yan saw that she gradually changed from panic at the beginning to calm, and his heart was extremely unhappy, and he began to keep directing Shen Qingyin to do this and that, watching He Mingyuan's face slowly turn black like the bottom of a pot, his mood was a little more relaxed.

"Curator, what do you think of the quality of the waiters in the night?" the man asked suddenly.

"This is the best nightclub in Haishi, and the quality of the waiters should be first-class! Our library has limited funds, and today we want to invite Mr. Rong, in fact, this is the first time we have come to this place. The party curator was worried that Rong Yan would misunderstand that he had taken out the donation and spent a lot of time, so he hurriedly explained.

"The curator doesn't have to be careful, man, it's normal to come out and have fun!"

One second he was still talking and laughing, and the next second he reached out and grabbed Shen Qingyin's chin, raising her lowered head.

Shen Qingyin was unexpected, and just happened to bump into the inquiring gaze of the party director, there was surprise in his eyes, but after the amazement, there was a faint disdain.

In the eyes of such a "cultural person", no matter how beautiful the skin is, it can't hide a dirty soul.

Shen Qingyin closed his eyes tightly, and his mind went blank.

The party curator basically does not appear on weekdays, only a few meetings together, and she sits at the end every time, she is not sure if he will recognize her.

After waiting for a while, she didn't hear the voice of the party curator, but Rong Yan's words made her glare angrily: "Curator, since you said that it is the first time to come, I have to do my best to be a landlord, how about letting her accompany you tonight?"

The middle-aged man greedily glanced at Shen Qingyin's open neckline, and hurriedly waved his hand: "Mr. Rong said that you laughed, you think too highly of me, we are all disciplined." ”

He Mingyuan, who had been watching coldly, finally couldn't help it: "Mr. Rong!"

"What's the matter, Teacher He is afraid that the curator will be the first to arrive?" Rong Yan changed his words and caught up with He Mingyuan.

"Mr. Rong, she is still an innocent little girl, please don't make such a joke about him!" He Mingyuan's face burned with anger, and his tone was hard.

The curator of the party was already in a cold sweat, and after warning him to shut up with his eyes, he piled up a smile and apologized: "Teacher He is young and doesn't understand Mr. Rong's humor, don't be weird, don't be weird!"

"The innocent little girl does look very innocent...... Rong Yan took a sip of wine in a leisurely manner, and said: "Curator, do you think this innocent little girl, can she go to your A University to study?"

"Well—" The curator hesitated: "Our A University is a thousand-year-old university, and the style of study is rigorous, and it is impossible for our students to come to work in such a place of sound and color." Once discovered, he will definitely be expelled! Mr. Rong, I'll tell you the truth, don't you mind!"

This waiter is probably Mr. Rong's good match, the two of them lost their temper, he was afraid that Rong Yan would be on a whim, and he would ask him to get her into A big, making it difficult for him to do, so he could only say cruel words first.

Shen Qingyin's half-kneeling body shook, and accidentally spilled a few drops out of the cup.

He Mingyuan couldn't bear it, so he was about to get up and go forward to help, Shen Qingyin hurriedly stepped back a little and shook his head at him, if he got involved, things would only get more complicated.

This inadvertent little action was taken into Rong Yan's eyes, and the man's hand holding the wine glass gradually tightened, until the knuckles were white, and then he retracted his strength.

He Mingyuan was depressed in his heart, picked up the wine on the table and took a big sip by himself, and drank so quickly that he choked and coughed a few times.

The smile on the corner of Rong Yan's mouth gradually deepened, and he leaned over again to grab Shen Qingyin's pale wrist, and forcefully took it, Shen Qingyin, who was already kneeling and numb in his legs and feet, couldn't help but pounce forward, and planted himself in Rong Yan's arms impartially.

Rong Yan pressed one hand against her slender waist and the other hand on her snow-white thighs, such a posture is indescribably ambiguous.

"Rong Shao, you let go ......" Shen Qingyin began to struggle.

The fact that the party curator does not recognize it now does not mean that he will not be able to recognize it for a while. Once she gets too noticeable, the stakes increase.

"What's the matter, it's not the first time for us. The man's hand pinched her leg, and the slippery feel made him feel a little happy, and he drove all the way down her skirt as if he was in no man's land.