"Can't get it back?" Li Mingxiang asked.

An Zhirong shook his head.

"And what do you do?"

An Zhirong paused, and looked at Li Mingxiang without saying anything.

"Say!" Li Mingxiang persuaded, "What else can't we two sisters say?" ”

An Zhirong blushed, and looked forward to Ai Ai for a long time: "I don't know if I can emulate Empress E's ......"

Li Mingxiang looked at An Zhirong incredulously: "Can my uncle-in-law agree?" ”

"As long as Fang is not good enough, he will agree!" An Zhirong nodded confidently, "I didn't know that he knew so many big people!" ”

Knowing the daughter Mo Ruo's father, to what extent An Liang's eagerness to revive the lintel, An Zhirong is clear.

"You're really useless!" Li Mingxiang looked at An Zhirong from head to toe, and said hatefully, "What's wrong with you...... His fiancée has never been ...... You can't even grasp the opportunity! ”

"Light, mean?" An Zhirong said unconvinced, "Why don't you try!" ”

"Try it...... "Li Mingxiang let out a silver bell-like laugh.

……

The cocktail party was about to start, and Fang Buwei didn't like this atmosphere very much, thinking about whether to go back early.

He turned around, but he didn't see Ma Chunfeng, only found Lin Shuanglong.

"Where's the Director!" Fang Buwei asked.

"I'm going to see a friend!" Lin Shuanglong replied.

Fang Buwei pouted.

Ma Chunfeng pretended to be public and private, saying that he was here to make a fortune, but in fact, he was here to find Hu Spy.

"Section Chief Lin, if you can, I want to go back first, please tell the director!"

"What about An Zhirong?" Lin Shuanglong asked subconsciously.

"I don't know!" Fang is not for the spread of hands.

Lin Shuanglong looked at Fang Buwei in surprise: "You brought the person, so you just left her alone?" ”

"Her father and cousin are here, can they still lose it?" Fang Buwei asked rhetorically.

Lin Shuanglong stared at Fang Buwei for a long time, patted him on the shoulder, and pointed to the sofa in the corner, meaning that he had something to say to him.

"You don't have any thoughts about An Zhirong?" Lin Shuanglong asked straight to the point.

"Section chief, I already have a fiancée in my humble position......" Fang Buwei sighed.

Just as a waiter came over with a tray, Lin Shuanglong asked for two glasses of red wine and handed it to Fang Buwei.

"Just a fiancée." Lin Shuanglong raised his glass, took a sip, and said, "Those who achieve great things are not informal, you see the chairman ......"

For the sake of the alliance, the chairman of the committee made an announcement that he would divorce one wife and two concubines, and the people of the whole country knew about it.

In the Republic of China, such a thing is not an exception.

"I didn't think about it!" Fang Buwei interrupted.

"That's it!" Lin Shuanglong pondered for a moment, "Brother Good is not a pedantic person, if he is a flat wife, it is not impossible to ......"

Fang Buwei looked at Lin Shuanglong uncertainly.

No wonder when Gu Zhenlong and others introduced themselves, Ma Chunfeng and Lin Shuanglong muttered around An Liang, it turned out that they were lobbyists.

Fang Buwei couldn't cry or laugh a little: "Section chief, forgive me for being presumptuous, why are you so eager about this matter?" ”

Lin Shuanglong sighed: "If you and An Zhirong become good things, the matter of funds will naturally be solved." ”

Fang Buwei almost sprayed Lin Shuanglong's face with a sip of red wine that he had just drunk in his mouth.

Before he went out, he still thought about whether Ma Chunfeng took An Zhirong to use a beauty trick, but it turned out that he had hit himself with the idea.

Fang Buwei swallowed the red wine, relieved himself, and said to Lin Shuanglong: "If it really can't be maintained, there is a little surplus of money here......

Lin Shuanglong sighed.

Fang Buwei's mind is beyond doubt.

"Public is public, private is private, unless you want to take the director and replace him!" Lin Shuanglong replied.

Fang Buwei pursed his lips, Lin Shuanglong knew that what he said was not what he meant.

Lin Shuanglong is also a smart person, and after knowing Fang Buwei's thoughts, he automatically skipped this topic.

The two didn't talk for a few words, and An Zhirong came to find Fang Buwei and asked Fang Buwei to accompany him to dance.

"The injury is not healed, how can you jump?" Fang Buwei shook his right shoulder.

"Seeing how easy you are, I thought it was early!" An Zhirong pouted and said.

"How can it be so fast in a hundred days?" Fang Buwei pointed at Lin Shuanglong's hand in his pocket, "Don't you believe you let Section Chief Lin raise his hand and try it?" ”

Lin Shuanglong glanced at Fang Buwei.

If Fang Buwei's injury is not healed, where will Commander Gu let him out?

"You can't dance, just listen to the song!" Lin Shuanglong said, "What if Commander Gu or Minister Chen comes to you!" ”

It's possible!

Fang Buwei nodded and accompanied An Zhirong to the dance hall.

It's better than expected, not so noisy.

Li Mingxiang was singing on stage, and when she saw Fang Buwei coming in, she also made a gesture.

Fang Buwei nodded slightly.

He always felt that today's Li Mingxiang's enthusiasm was a little excessive.

More enthusiastic is yet to come.

After drinking the song and dancing with Song Ziwen after getting off the stage, Li Mingxiang declined the invitation of others, walked over directly, and sat next to Fang Buwei.

Fang Buwei once again became the focus of the audience.

If it weren't for Hu Spy coming to power, Fang Buwei estimated that he would still be regarded as a monster for a long time.

"Why don't you go dancing?" Li Mingxiang asked with a smile, "If not, Zhirong and I can teach you!" ”

Don't even have a salutation?

Fang Bu glanced at An Zhirong in surprise.

What did An Zhirong say to Li Mingxiang?

"I was injured before, and the injury is not healed!" An Zhirong hurriedly replied.

"Hurt?" Li Mingxiang's eyes lit up, "Where is the injury?" ”

Fang Buwei's head is full of question marks.

Anyone else curious about this?

"It should be an arm!" An Zhirong replied uncertainly.

After Fang Buwei was discharged from the hospital, when he returned to the secret service, his right arm was still hanging, and even An Zhirong didn't know if he was injured elsewhere.

Fang Buwei didn't speak, just nodded.

"You don't even know?" Li Mingxiang said with a smile.

"Where can I know?" An Zhirong's face instantly turned red.

After chatting for a few minutes, someone came to invite Li Mingxiang, and Li Mingxiang got off the dance floor again.

"Did you say anything to your cousin?" Fang Buwei looked at An Zhirong and asked.

"My cousin isn't a spy!" An Zhirong glared at Fang Buwei, "Do you think there is something wrong with everyone?" ”

"I'm afraid that if you say something leaks, it will spread to the chief's ears!"

"The Commissioner doesn't know my cousin!"

Fang Buwei smiled and pointed to the Hu spy on the stage.

"Ah, I forgot about that!" An Zhirong was shocked for a moment, frowned and thought for a while, "Except for your business, I didn't sue her for anything......"

"I can't say anything!" Fang Buwei couldn't help crying, "What did you say?" ”

An Zhirong's face turned red again.