Wei Jun, who was next to Zheng Zehua, raised his eyebrows when he heard Lin Xiaoxi's unkind words: "Lin"

The latter words were interrupted by the sleeves of the public relations manager of Huanyu.

Wei Jun was stunned for a moment, the public relations manager put his finger on his lips and gestured, and then pointed to where Lin Xiaoxi was sitting.

Wei Jun followed the public relations manager's gaze, and his eyes immediately widened.

The boss, who usually faces him with a straight face, is looking at Lin Xiaoxi with a gentle face: "Is this a shoe that doesn't fit?"

He glanced at the PR manager.

The PR manager shook his head at him.

He immediately shut his mouth.

Lin Xiaoxi was a little baffled by Zheng Zehua's attitude.

Just now because her feet were very sore, the tone of her speech was not good, but she didn't expect Zheng Zehua to be angry.

She looked at Zheng Zehua, shook her head, and nodded again.

Zheng Zehua was amused by this answer: "What kind of answer is this." ”

"What my sister Xiaoxi means is that it's not that the shoes don't fit, it's that she is not used to wearing high heels. Qin Weihe looked at Zheng Zehua and helped Lin Xiaoxi explain what she meant.

Zheng Zehua glanced at Qin Weihe, his eyes were slightly cold: "You are the Qin family?"

"Do you know me?" Qin Weihe looked curious.

Zheng Zehua looked at Qin Weihe and did not speak.

Qin Weihe became more and more strange: "If you don't know me, then you know that I am the Qin family?"

Zheng Zehua ignored him, turned his head to look at Lin Xiaoxi, and was about to speak.

Lin Xiaoxi stood up from the chair: "This is the door of the exhibitors, let's not block it here and affect other guests to come here to visit." ”

As he spoke, he led Qin Weihe to the aisle, and then nodded to Zheng Zehua and the group of people behind him with a smile: "Mr. Zheng, my shoes don't fit well, I want to go out to buy shoes, you guys are busy, goodbye!"

After speaking, he took Qin Weihe and walked towards the gate of the exhibition hall.

Wei Jun saw that Lin Xiaoxi was polite and polite to Zheng Zehua, but he was very detached.

He was very annoyed in his heart, and he was about to step forward as soon as he took a step, but he was stopped by Zheng Zehua's cold eyes, and he had to put out his thoughts.

It's just that he still complained in his heart, and complained to the public relations manager in private: "Sister Liu, did Lin Xiaoxi take the wrong medicine today? Our boss is so polite, it's good to come to her. Who is this face thrown to? But the boss is not angry. ”

"You know what. The public relations manager glanced at Zheng Zehua, who was talking with the client, and said in a low voice, "The little girl may be wearing high heels for the first time, you don't know what it's like to be tired. ”

After a pause, he said, "And you didn't find out? Boss, this is close to Lin Xiaoxi?"

"What?" Wei Jun exclaimed in surprise, and after attracting a cold glance from Zheng Zehua, he hurriedly pressed it with his hand, "It's okay, it's okay, I just saw that the appearance of this car is so cool, I'm a little surprised, surprised!"

When Zheng Zehua turned his head, he lowered his voice and asked the public relations manager: "Lin Xiaoxi is just a beautiful little girl, as for being so polite, is it close?"

"What's in your head?" the public relations manager was speechless, "Don't you even know that this sensational auto exhibition is planned by Lin Xiaoxi?"

As he spoke, he ignored Wei Jun and walked to Zheng Zehua's side, chatting with him with the customer.

Leaving Wei Jun touching his chin on the spot: "It turned out to be to plan a plan to endure humiliation, I said!"