Chapter Seventy-Five:

Since Zhang's bankruptcy abroad, domestic companies have experienced financial constraints, and they are about to be unable to mix. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Originally, their family was not qualified to enter, but there was a gang boss who owed Zhang Guoli a favor, and he used this favor to exchange for an invitation to dress up his two daughters beautifully, and wanted to use this only support to climb up to the big man who could help their family.

But after looking at the dress of this painting, I really don't know where it's beautiful? Zhang Hua'er is not like those daughters who only stare at An Yuxuan, it seems that she is still a little self-aware, knowing that the wolf has more meat and less than her share. So she quickly fell in love with Wang Hua, the son of this oil company, both in appearance and family to her liking, she didn't want to be introduced to you as an old and ugly old man like her sister.

It's just that I haven't waited for her to come forward and talk to her! I saw him and a group of young masters all revolving around the girl who looked so envious and jealous that she was jealous. Seeing Wang Hua come forward to talk to her, Zhang Hua'er finally couldn't help her young lady's temper, and rushed forward regardless of how many dignitaries and nobles were present.

"Where are you? Go aside! Wang Hua looked at the woman who suddenly appeared in disgust, as if he had seen a fly, and quickly turned his gaze to the beautiful little angel to wash his eyes.

"You! Wang Shao! I'm Zhang Hua'er, the eldest lady of Zhang's Group, it's a pleasure to meet you! Seeing that Wang Hua didn't look at herself, Zhang Hua'er suppressed her anger, pretending to be elegant and decent, stretched out her hand to Wang Hua, her eyes were a little bit, and her voice was so greasy and greasy.

"Yo! Wang Shao! You see that you have a beauty, so let's go and play with your beauty! A rich young master with a flirtatious face whistled and had a rebellious face.

"Isn't it!" The other is in line.

"Little angel! Ignore them! My name is Liu Ming, and I am the eldest young master of the Liu Group. Said the handsome boy who sat next to me and was the first to talk to me. He is Liu Fei's elder brother, and he usually only loves racing and is not very interested in women, because the two women in the family have made him have enough.

But today, he felt that after seeing this little angel for the first time, his heart involuntarily increased the frequency as soon as he looked at her, and he always looked at her.

"Hello! My name is Nangong Xiaoxiao! "I had a good impression of him, so I introduced myself.

"Nangong? Haven't you heard of someone surnamed Nangong in J City? The frivolous young master said.

"Little angel! Your eyes are different! You're half-blooded! A warm voice came in with affirmation, because anyone who looked at it could see that this little angel was a mixed-race child, and this elegant young master was Liu Ming's cousin, Li Yu, the eldest son of the Li family.

"Hmmm! Yes! I nodded, causing the young masters to boil for a while.

Wang Hua saw that the little angel ignored him, and immediately glared at Liu Ming and the others. glared at Zhang Hua'er in disgust, and said angrily: "What are you doing here with a down-and-out daughter who is about to go out of business?" Hurry up! It's disgusting to watch. ”

"Wang Shao! You, how are you like this? "Zhang Hua'er was secretly happy when she saw those sons poking and them! Hearing Wang Hua say this to himself, he suddenly looked incredulous, and looked at Nangong Xiaoxiao, who was flattered by the young masters, and hatred surged into his heart, it must be this slut. If it weren't for her, Wang Shao would definitely not have done this to herself.

Thinking like this, Zhang Hua'er's face immediately became distorted, and he strode up to Nangong Xiaoxiao and raised his hand to give someone a slap.

As soon as I saw this woman's menacing momentum, I had already taken precautions. Seeing her raise her hand, I grabbed her wrist one step faster than her.

"You! You slut! Zhang Hua'er didn't expect this little girl to catch her, so she was about to hit her with her other hand.

I didn't give her a chance, and pushed her to the ground effortlessly. It happened to bump into the waiter who was passing by, and was spilled with the wine in the waiter's tray, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

This side was quickly watched, and some of the daughters had already noticed this, but they were all standing in the distance watching the play as if they didn't care about themselves.

"Big sister! If you're going crazy, can you get out? I looked at her speechlessly, inexplicable. I didn't recruit her, I didn't mess with her, why did she look like I robbed her man?

"Sister! What happened to you? This young lady! Please forgive my sister if there is anything wrong with her! At this time, a girl with light makeup and plain etiquette rushed in, looking pitiful. provoked the young masters to feel as if they were too much, and those who didn't know were pitiful, as if they thought that this angel-like young lady had bullied her sister.

Zhang Bing'er looked pitiful, and secretly pinched a painting. Of course, of course, Zhang Hua'er, a sister, understood after so many years, and immediately touched her tears with a pear blossom with rain, as if she was not the one who was going to hit someone just now.

Zhang Bing'er has actually seen her sister's side a long time ago, but she has always looked down on this sister who always occupies what she likes. But when she saw that her sister was about to find a girl who was as beautiful as an angel and made her jealous, she realized that she had seen that girl. It was when I first met Mr. Mu in a bar in the UK.

Isn't she blind? Thinking that Mr. Mu might have rejected herself because of her and let her have such a big scandal, Zhang Bing'er's face was full of hatred.

Seeing that her sister was pushed by the girl, and despite the fact that she was introducing herself to the fat man in his thirties like a commodity, she adjusted her facial expression and rushed over.

"Miss! Take your sister away! I really want to climb the high branches and want to go crazy! Liu Ming said with an unhappy face, and the young masters behind him also followed.

"I'm sorry!" Zhang Bing'er looked aggrieved, which made the men unbearable.

"Humph! Whose daughter is this? It's really arrogant. Liu Fei looked disdainful, she was hostile to Nangong Xiaoxiao. As soon as he saw that his brother, who didn't like women, was also seduced by this fox spirit, he suddenly became angry and turned against Zhang Bing'er.

"Liu Fei! Come over to me! I don't know what to say there! Liu Ming was displeased when he saw his sister being so unreasonable, he didn't want to make his family feel that his family was overbearing and unreasonable in front of the people he liked, although it was.

"Brother! She was holding An Shao's hand just now! Now you're fooled by her, and you! Don't let her fool you! Liu Fei was suddenly aggrieved and pointed at Nangong Xiaoxiao to refute.

When Liu Fei said this, the young masters also reacted, this little angel was indeed led by An Shao when he came in, so what is their relationship? There was speculation.

The Liu family was originally a medium-sized enterprise, so they didn't know that the girl she pointed at was one of the four richest people, and they all dreamed of climbing to the princess of the Leng family. She is still the little princess of the Nangong family of the British royal family, and anyone who says her identity can scare her to death.

"What a lady! Why haven't I heard of the surname Nangong in China? I think it's An Shao's little lover! A shrill female voice came from the crowd.

"That's it!"

"Humph! Coquette! "Some young ladies also followed, they had long been unpleasant to see this girl like Liu Fei, who let the young masters revolve around her! So these people's eyes all looked at Nangong Xiaoxiao, who was mocking and jealous, and didn't notice the happiness that flashed on Zhang Bing'er and Zhang Hua'er's faces.