The east is white.

Zhao Sen looked in the mirror, and the four male servants next to him were holding the latest Amani suit in their hands.

In the mirror, his face has become a lot more mature and resolute, and his body is much more handsome.

He turned around, looked at the manservant behind him, picked up a delicate blazer, and shook his head.

Lao Liu stood beside him, a little puzzled, "Don't you like it, young master?" ”

Zhao Sen handed the coat to the manservant and smiled, "Uncle Liu, I don't think I'm still suitable for these formal clothes, maybe because of my young age." ”

Lao Liu was a little surprised, he looked at the smoothly cut delicate suit in the manservant's hand and said, "Young master, you should wear formal clothes for the banquet." ”

Zhao Sen waved his hand, he walked to the door, just now the door opened, the maid Feng Yin smiled and smiled outside the door, "Young master, the clothes you want have arrived." ”

The people in the room all looked at Feng Yin curiously, and picked what kind of clothes the eldest young master Zhao Sen was going to wear to the banquet for a long time.

Zhao Sen nodded, and Feng Yin walked in and handed over a delicate cardboard box.

The manservant opened the carton and helped Zhao Sen put it on.

Zhao Sen smiled with satisfaction, he in the mirror did not have the lifelessness of a suit, but a white sportswear, handsome and calm, low-key without losing a trace of luxury.

Lao Liu couldn't stop nodding, he smiled embarrassedly, and what he said was that the young master is so young, he should also dress energetically when he goes out to party with friends.

"Okay, Uncle Liu, you go pick up the car, let's go." Zhao Sen looked at Uncle Liu, with a gentle smile, without the momentum of a rich child.

Uncle Liu couldn't help but nodded, "Okay, I'll go drive." ”

Zhao Sen left the cloakroom and walked down the stairs.

In the cloakroom, the male servants were all talking, and they were all surprised by Zhao Sen's maturity.

Zhao Sen habitually looked at the sofa, his father was not there, and his father's group was too busy recently, because "Wudao" was going to recruit the latest investors, probably because of the preparation of the game update.

However, the father group did not meet those standards, and there is still work to be done.

Zhao Sen clenched his fists, he must pave the way for his father's expansion of the group in the future, so that his father can win the first place in the second recharge investment, so that Song Yu has no chance.

It's still a long way to go, so you have to be careful.

Thinking of this, the corners of Zhao Sen's mouth raised a confident smile and walked out of the living room.

Lao Liu was already waiting in the flower bed not far away.

The car drove slowly, Zhao Sen pursed his lips, and looked at the high-rise buildings flying by outside the window with a slight distraction.

"Does the young master have something on his mind?"

Lao Liu saw Zhao Sen in the rearview mirror and asked with a smile.

"Nope."

Zhao Sen turned his head and looked ahead, "Uncle Liu, you will go to the park next to Senna in a while." ”

Lao Liu nodded.

Zhao Sen smiled, it was impossible for him to have no thoughts, because to see Yi Dong'er again...

What happened to Yi Dong'er? There was a voice in his heart asking rhetorically, Zhao Sen couldn't help but laugh at himself a little, is the past in the past?

In this life, you should be mature and steady, what beauty has you not seen in your previous life? Besides, Yi Dong'er is married to a rich old man, so she still has this heart.

Zhao Sen straightened his hair, and then Lao Liu stopped the car.

"Young Master, is it okay here?"

Zhao Sen nodded, "Okay, Uncle Liu, you can go back first." ”

Uncle Liu answered, and then got out of the car to help Zhao Sen open the door.

Zhao Sen walked out, looked at the familiar Seine Hotel, and took a deep breath.

He walked slowly into the hall, Senna still as luxurious as ever.

The Seine Hotel is one of the most elegant and luxurious hotels in Jingling, with an extremely stylish design, an acclaimed international art collection, and rooms equipped with top-of-the-line amenities. It is ideal for business gatherings, social events and wedding receptions.

In his previous life, he and Lan Qingqing feasted those wine and meat friends here every day, and enjoyed it.

Zhao Sen rubbed his brows, and he saw a tall shadow walking slowly under the purple crystal lamp not far away.

Zhao Sen looked at the pretty figure that was gradually approaching, and sighed in his heart.

It's Yi Dong'er.

She is wearing an ice-blue dress today, two crystal-embellished shoulder straps outlining a graceful collarbone, a silver thin chain on her snow-white arms, long hair pulled back, a few slightly curly long hair hanging down on her forehead, curved eyes, plump pink lips, high nose bridge, delicate skin, light and delicate without losing a hint of charm, making people can't take their eyes off.

Yi Dong'er walked over, she looked at Zhao Sen, frowning slightly.

Zhao Sen knew that in his previous life, the hooligans were shameless and chased her too fiercely, so Yi Dong'er was very disgusted with herself.

However, Zhao Sen felt that it didn't matter, Yi Dong'er would not be his no matter what.

"Yi Dong'er, hello." Out of politeness, Zhao Sen said hello with a faint smile on his face.

Yi Dong'er nodded, she glanced at Zhao Sen, "Xu Jiaci is in the Lucy Banquet Hall on the 10th floor." Then she walked to the elevator in front of her.

"Thank you." Zhao Sen replied, he no longer looked at Yi Dong'er, and walked towards the elevator.

When Yi Dong'er saw Zhao Sen coming, she felt a little irritable and wondered, why did Zhao Sen seem to be a different person today?

No matter how he treated him before, he couldn't shake off kraft candy, why didn't he look at himself now?

He must be thinking of some new trick again! Yi Dong'er glanced at Zhao Sen next to him with some disdain.

However, he was really a little abnormal today, not wearing a swaggering suit as usual, but wearing a white tracksuit, although a little informal, but on the contrary, he had a bit of a mature taste, strong and energetic.

Zhao Sen's gaze looked over here, and Yi Dong'er hurriedly turned his head.

With a ding, the elevator doors opened.

Zhao Sen paused and let Yi Dong'er go in first, at least gentlemanly etiquette must be required.

Yi Dong'er walked into the elevator slowly, and Zhao Sen also followed.

There were just the two of them in the elevator, but Yi Dong'er's heart was pounding.

Zhao Sen didn't speak, his eyes looked directly at the elevator indicator in front of him.

Yi Dong'er secretly continued to look at Zhao Sen.

She noticed that Zhao Sen's white sportswear seemed simple, but it was actually the world's most luxurious clothing brand, Langwan.

I had to marvel at his low profile, Yi Dong'er was a little curious, but she was still very disgusted with Zhao Sen.

Pretend, you just pretend, pretend to be a gentleman, Yi Dong'er scolded in a small voice in her heart.

Zhao Sen suddenly turned his head, and his dark black eyes met Yi Dong'er, "Yi Dong'er, what are you going to give to Jiaci?" ”

Yi Dong'er was stunned, her cheeks were crimson, as if her heart had been poked just now, she grimaced coldly, "The master didn't ask what kind of gift it is, what qualifications do you have?" ”

Zhao Sen smiled, he looked at Yi Dong'er, "Then what are you a gift?" ”

Yi Dong'er snorted coldly, "Classmate." ”

Zhao Sen smiled again, he turned around and looked at the elevator indicator, "It's the 9th floor, and there is still one floor." ”

Yi Dong'er didn't speak, she clenched her fists, vigilant, what did he want to do?

Zhao Sen turned his head and looked at Yi Dong'er with a cold face, as if looking at an angry little girl, "You are his classmate, and so am I, we are all classmates, and I also have the right to know." “

As soon as the words fell, the elevator door opened, and the sight was magnificent.

"Mori Shao!" Xu Jiaci and his gang shouted in front

Zhao Sen greeted and walked forward.

Yi Dong'er's little face in the back turned pale, and several female companions in the same class came around, "Dong'er, what's wrong?" ”

Yi Dong'er gritted her teeth and looked at Zhao Sen, who was chatting with the boys not far away, and said fiercely, "Zhao Sen, that bastard!" ”