Chapter Seventy-Five: An Uncharacteristically Big Broker

"The audience of my station definitely hopes that you are a couple, a perfect match" said, and looked at the two people, "Are they together for a long time, and even the temperament on their bodies is very similar"

"Hey, I agree with that" interjected BA, but this time it's not the opposite.

Hearing this, Yu Cheng confirmed again, "Have you really been together for a long time?"

Ah Luo is noncommittal about "four years"

Surprise crept into his eyes.

"Didn't Diane say that you were single at the press conference last month, it turns out that you have been with a partner for four years"

"She's single," Aloe replied for her.

"Hat?" he was a little square.

"Haven't you been together for four years?"

The puzzled gaze wanders back and forth between the two protagonists, trying to get a clear answer.

Seeing that the other party was so urgent, there was a faint ridicule in Ah Luo's tone, "Mr. Yu wants to know so much, isn't it that tomorrow we will really be famous on the news of your company?"

"How can that," he flicked his head.

"Don't be led away by that guy, I'm not such a mercenary villain" As he spoke, he glanced at the '-stirring stick' next to him.

changed the topic again, "Anyway, Ah Che, you're not a person in the circle, right?"

"Draw in your spare time to pass the time"

BA is unwilling to be lonely again, "Have you heard of Mr. Luo?"

His eyes rolled, and he searched his memory for "the French cubist painter?"

His chin was raised in the direction of the little devil, and BA signaled.

This time, the surprise was even worse than a minute ago, looking at the outstanding faces across the table, Yu Cheng confirmed in surprise, "You don't look like you are 30 years old, and the Mr. Luo who is famous in the French art world is actually you?"

Ah Luo was a little annoyed that he mischievously announced his identity, and coldly flew over with a knife in his eyes, only to answer the other party unhurriedly "False praise"

looked away in an instant, and Ba Quan didn't see the other party's cold eyes.

Envious eyes wandered on the opposite side of the outstanding pair of beautiful people, Yu Cheng sighed, "In these years, do beautiful women have to be worthy of talents?"

"No, like some beauties, they will also be blind to you, a pseudo-elite who has a false appearance" is not salty or light, it comes from the mouth of ba.

"I'm pseudo-you..."

Because of the education he received since he was a child, his own good cultivation warned him not to export dirty!

No!

simply closed his mouth and drank and ate food by himself.

The chopsticks probed, originally thinking of clipping a piece of grouper, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of a pot of yellow soup next to the steamed fish, frowned, and suddenly turned the table in disgust, and even the fish next to it didn't want to eat.

The dining table is huge, and the durian soup is far from his original