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Su Ye couldn't hear any change from the voice of the student president on the other end of the phone, so he had to reply in a muffled voice: "Hmm! ”

"I see." After saying that, Zhang Shengxue hung up the phone directly.

It's been more than a week since the last time the two of them quarreled. On this day, I suddenly received a call from Zhang Shengxue, and the student council president came up and directly asked Su Ye about his next plans, so there was a conversation as above.

During this time, the justice system has been upgraded, and no new missions have been released, but the system space and system store are still available. Su Ye didn't know what the hell this so-called system upgrade was. Don't think that the so-called system upgrade will really bring users a better experience, you can see a certain window system, XP or Vista, which one are you more accustomed to?

The young man hung up the phone, looked up at the front, and found Kawa Shangyue's eyes widening at him, "So, are you coming to tonight's banquet?" ”

The school girl blinked, her long eyelashes were so obvious in the sunlight, flickering like a small brush, just brushing on the softest part of the boy's heart.

"As soon as I heard that it was a banquet, I felt sorry in my heart!" Although he wanted to agree, Su Ye was still a little vain.

Thinking of the banquets performed on TV, in the splendid hall, men and women in suits and leather shoes, luxurious dresses, holding goblets in their hands, nodding politely to each other, Su Ye felt uncomfortable, as if an invisible cover wrapped the young man's whole body tightly, unable to move.

"It's okay, you were brought by me, you can wear whatever you want, whoever has an opinion, let him go!" Kawakami said with a domineering face.

If at this time, if the school girl takes out a black and shiny card and says to Su Ye domineeringly, "Just brush it", then this book can be renamed "The Domineering Female President Falls in Love with Me"......

Su Ye scratched his head, looked at Kawa Shangyue's hopeful eyes, his heart softened, and he nodded with a wry smile.

The school girl returned with an incomparably bright smile, shining softly in the sun, and her black and white eyes were full of joy that could not be dispersed.

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At seven o'clock in the evening, the sun has just set, the neon of the city has been brilliant, the door of the Xianggala Hotel is lively, one after another luxury cars, high-end sports cars and the like have stopped at the door of the hotel, from the top down a suit and leather shoes, polite successful men and the best beauties, walking along the red carpet towards the hotel.

It is really strange that there are no reporters to come to interview such a lively scene.

"Welcome, welcome!"

"Rejoice and rejoice!"

A middle-aged man with a Chinese face stood at the door of the hotel, and whenever someone arrived, he would come forward and bow down, and he was stunned by a high-end suit with an elegant and chic ancient charm.

"Brother Chuan, I feel that your Wuchuan Group seems to have a big deal today!" The woman in the red dress who spoke was the gold medal host of Donghai TV, Zhang Xiaohong. As a journalist, her professionalism tells her that there is big news here.

"Miss Zhang, I guarantee that every visitor today will feel that this trip is worthwhile!" The elegant man who was called Brother Sichuan showed a chic smile on his face, "What's more, although we refused to be interviewed by the camera today, we still sent invitations to various media to promise that there will be a big news!" ”

It stands to reason that Zhang Xiaohong, as a gold medal host, has seen a lot of handsome men and beautiful women, but she still lost her mind for a moment under the smile of this big brother Sichuan, and was fooled in a trance.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, the middle-aged man smiled bitterly, what is this called.

Just thinking like this, a large RV suddenly drove over at the intersection.

The RV rampaged along the way, and the expensive cars in front of him avoided it. In the midst of a rush of chickens and dogs, the large RV finally stopped right in front of the Shangwaila Hotel.

The middle-aged man's face twitched, although he didn't know who it was, but such a rude behavior made him feel a little dissatisfied in his heart, who had always been lenient with others.

But despite this, although he was dissatisfied, the middle-aged man's face was silent, and the business smile that had been hanging on his face was immovable, flawless, and he greeted the RV.

However, what is disgusting is that even if the middle-aged man has walked to the door of the car, no one has come down, which is a bit rude!

"Dangdangdang", the elegant smile on the man's face stiffened slightly, and finally he chose to reach out and knock on the door of the RV.

If it was an ordinary day, a middle-aged man would never be so forbearing, but today's events are extremely important for the family business, considering this, in order not to delay time, the elegant man chose to swallow his anger. However, he was not prepared to endure it for long, and when today's affairs were over, the middle-aged man didn't mind letting the owner of this car know how powerful a cultural person was.

If you don't understand, think about Song Zhimo, the cousin of the martial arts master Yinyong, who once had a pen name Yun Waihe, but he was famous in the martial arts world in picking wreaths.

The middle-aged man's knock on the door had just stopped, and the door of the RV suddenly opened. A strange smell rushed out of the RV, and the middle-aged man with good cultivation changed his face and subconsciously took a few steps back.

"Hey, Uncle Chuan, what's wrong with you?" A gentle voice asked with concern, and at the same time, a hand as warm as jade reached out and put it on the shoulder of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man secretly screamed in his heart, how could it be this guy who gave people a headache? Although he complained in his heart, he said smoothly, "I don't know if Jia Gongzi is coming, I will be disappointed, and I will atone for my sins!" ”

"Hahaha, how could I not come to such a big event as Wuchuan Group entering a new industry?" Jia Gongzi held the middle-aged man's arm with one hand, and pulled the other party towards the hotel.

The RV behind you automatically shuts down, isolating the strange smell inside the RV. Before the door was closed, the middle-aged man faintly heard a slight dog barking inside. The driver drove away the RV silently, and the cars behind hurriedly drove in, and the big people walked towards the hotel one after another.

No one noticed that a taxi stopped at the back door of the hotel, and a young man in a strange suit stepped out of the car, well, this person is Su Ye!

Although Kawakami said that you can wear whatever you want. But after all, it is a formal occasion, and even if you don't know the understanding, at least dressing appropriately is polite to everyone who attends the banquet. Fortunately, although the system is being upgraded, the Justice Store can still be used, and Su Ye exchanged a suit from the store while feeling heartache.

Although the boy was very satisfied with the material and style of this suit, the price of up to 50 Justice Points still made the boy feel painful. This incident tells us that clothing and cosmetics are the best money to make. Of course, the real estate developer's dissatisfaction has nothing to do with us for the time being.

Wearing a suit, the boy didn't think about squeezing the bus. Although riding a bicycle is more fashionable at this time, Su Ye, who is used to being low-key, still chooses a taxi with a higher cost, which is definitely not because Su Ye does not have a bicycle! Didn't you see that Su Ye was all going through the back door?

Having said that, Su Ye was used to walking through the back door, but the inspection here was stricter than the front door. The boy didn't think anyone would check it, but before entering the building, he was suddenly blocked by an outstretched arm.

"Sir, do you have an invitation?"