As he spoke, he bent down to pick up the fruit knife on the coffee table, squatted down, grabbed the right hand of the man with glasses, and under his slowly widened frightened eyes, he raised his hand and was about to swing the knife, when a voice shouted "Stop", stopping his movements. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Under the frightened gaze of everyone and the unhappy gaze of the thin man, An Beihao, who walked in slowly, had a faint smile on his face, and quietly looked at the man lying on the ground, his face was covered with fear and sweat, his eyes flashed slightly, and then he turned to look at the thin man, and the smile on his face was a little more polite, "This big brother, this person on the ground is my friend, can you look at my face, open the net, and let him go." ”

The thin man lowered his eyes and looked at the fruit knife in his hand, stretched out his fingers and gently rubbed it slowly, "How much is your face worth?" ”

An Beihao's eyes quickly flashed a ruthlessness, but the smile on Jun's face was a little more modest, lowered his posture, nodded and said: "You're right, my face is indeed worthless, the important thing is that it makes you angry, it's not ours." In this way, all your expenses tonight will be counted in my account, and you can play as long as you have fun. “

The thin man raised his eyes to look at his sincere face, slowly stood up, the corners of his lips were lightly raised, and threw the fruit knife in his hand back on the coffee table, then looked at the man who fell to the ground with a frightened face, stretched out his foot and kicked him again, and in his painful wail, he said slowly: "For the sake of your friend's sincerity, I will let you go for the time being!" “

Then he hugged the woman who was hugged by the man with glasses before, crossed An Beihao's side, and left with a chuckle, while the rest of the people in the room also withdrew.

Until this moment, the two security guards were late, and when they saw An Beihao, they hurriedly stepped forward and called An Shao complimentingly, An Beihao put away the smile on his face, pointed at the man lying on the ground with a calm face, and asked them to help him to sit on the sofa, and then gave a tip to close the door and leave.

Shen Mushi, who was opposite, looked at the closed door, and after thinking for a moment, a strange light flashed in her eyes, and the corners of her lips slowly hooked up a sneer.

In the quiet room, only the man's panting and painful wails echoed, and the red face that had been drunk had long since turned pale.

He covered his beaten red and swollen right cheek, looked at An Beihao who was sitting on the right side of the sofa, squeezed out a smile with difficulty, and said gratefully, "Thanks to Mr. An's help just now, thank you so much!" ”

Although I don't know how An Beihao suddenly came to help, he was really afraid and grateful to be able to pick up a finger.

An Beihao stretched out his hand to straighten the sleeves of his shirt, and then raised his eyes to look at him, raising his eyebrows slightly, and the corners of his mouth were smeared with a meaningful smile, "How are you going to thank me?" I've always preferred substantial returns. ”

The man was slightly stunned, reached out and wiped the cold sweat that slipped to the side of his face, endured the pain all over his body, and asked in a trembling voice, "What does Mr. An mean?" ”

As An Beihao's slow and condensed voice sounded, the man's face changed suddenly, and then he suddenly understood that he had just saved himself with this kind of thought.

He shook his head suddenly, accidentally involved the wound on the side of his face, bared his teeth and whispered, under An Beihao's cold gaze, he swallowed his saliva, "Mr. An, if this kind of thing is found out, I will be revoked from my professional qualifications, and I may have to go to prison, I can't do anything about this reward you request." ”

As he spoke, he stood up tremblingly, bowed deeply to him, thanked him again, and turned to leave.

"It seems that you don't like your hand, so I'll go to that guy and let him continue what he just didn't finish." A slow voice sounded low behind him, causing the man's body to stiffen violently.

He hurriedly turned around, and saw that An Beihao had already stood up, and was about to walk towards the door, his heart was in a hurry, and he hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, with horror in his eyes, and a smile begging for mercy appeared on his blue nose and swollen face, "Mr. An, there is something to say, there is something to say." ”

The corners of his lips hooked up a cold smile, An Beihao reached out and patted his injured cheek, his eyes were cold, "My patience is limited. ”

The man only felt that the wound on the side of his face was a little more painful, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and under the increasingly unbearable cold eyes, his heart was bitter, his face was white, and he nodded his head lightly.

A smile slowly appeared on An Bei Haojun's face, and his face suddenly became gentle and kind, as if the person who was persecuted just now was not him at all. Reaching out to help him adjust his crooked tie and collar, he patted him on the shoulder, "I'm waiting for your good news." ”

When Shen Mushi saw An Beihao, who came out of the room with a relaxed and happy smile on his face, and the man who followed behind him, his face was gray and bitter, a bright light flashed in his eyes, and a smug smile appeared on his bright face.

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The gloomy sky made the day look gray and suffocating, and the atmosphere in the spacious conference room on the top floor was solemn and rigorous.

To the left of the long conference table sat a few well-dressed scholars-looking men, looking intently at the materials in their hands, discussing them from time to time.

On the right, several deep-contoured, blond-haired foreigners sat intently listening to the words of the two interpreters sitting behind them, occasionally frowning and occasionally nodding appreciatively.

At the main table sat Chen Jinyuan and another middle-aged foreigner, also exchanging ideas and opinions with the help of an interpreter.

Chen Jinyuan listened to the translator's relay, the person in charge of the China region sent by Sun from the United States, praised the first draft of the Thunder Architectural Design, kept a light smile on his face, and asked him euphemistically about his views on Ancheng Architecture, and learned that he thought that the design of Ancheng Architecture lacked an amazing aura, and his eyes were a little more melancholy.

At this time, people on both sides also assessed the initial opinions, and the Sun delegation agreed that the Thunder building was better, while several scholars dispatched by the government had different opinions, believing that although the design of the Thunder was prominent, they were a little worried that it would not be consistent with the city's customs and culture.

Chen Jinyuan's eyes flashed slightly, they didn't hear Lei Ziqian's explanation, so they didn't find the ingenuity of this design, the hands holding the handle of the chair moved slightly, he pursed his lips, and finally didn't open his mouth to explain.

At this time, there was a light knock on the door of the conference room, and then the door was opened, and the secretary said with an anxious face: "Chairman, something happened!" ”

Chen Jinyuan frowned, a thin anger appeared in his eyes, and he scolded sharply, "Do you want me to remind you how important this meeting is?" I'll talk about it later! “

The secretary shrank his shoulders slightly, but still did not retreat, and under the increasingly stern eyes of his boss, he gritted his teeth and said: "Chairman, it's about the theme park project, and the design draft has been leaked!" ”