Just sat down in the box on the second floor.

Before the chairs were hot, there was an uninvited knock on the door.

Fang Yuan received Hua Rong's eyes, so he walked to the door and opened the door.

"Young Master Fang, you are ready!"

Hua Rong listened to these dissolute words, his face expressionless.

The person who came was dressed in a small suit, his hair was combed with oil, and the leather shoes on his feet were shiny.

Hua Rong squinted for a while, and found that the other party's suit was not as expensive as his, and his face was a little better.

"I don't like to hear what Young Master Yu says, Young Master Ben is clean and self-conscious."

Yu Guangjie, the eldest young master, is eighteen years old this year.

Compared with the boss of the father who gathers money, he is much worse.

Eating, drinking, and having fun, except for not smoking a lot, it seems that there is no merit in it.

Yu Guangjie sat opposite Hua Rong casually, as if the two were very familiar with each other, and laughed: "Okay, it's my fault, I'll have a drink to make amends to Young Master Fang." ”

Seeing this, Hua Rong also poured himself a glass of wine and brought it to him, and smiled at Guangjie: "Where is the blame on the eldest young master, come, let's make this glass together, and the words just now will be revealed." ”

Yu Guangjie saw Hua Rong's expression like this, and became a little strange.

In fact, Yu Guangjie and Hua Rong are not familiar with each other.

But Hua Rong and his younger brother Yu Guangche are in the same class.

The two have never been very compatible, but in Guangche's mouth, Hua Rong is a playboy who discharges electricity everywhere.

And they are very arrogant, and they don't take these people born into merchant families in their eyes at all.

Relying on his father, he will do whatever he wants.

In short, not a good one.

Yu Guangjie is three years older than Yu Guangche, so he naturally understands what Fang Dashuai's identity in Guangbei represents.

So he always wanted to find an opportunity to have a good talk with Hua Rong, and he should apologize for Yu Guangche.

No matter what kind of temperament Hua Rong is, his father is Fang Shikai, so they are destined to bow down to him, and they have to hold a little bit of everything.

Otherwise, if Fang Dashuai puts pressure on their Yu family behind their backs, their business will probably be over.

Yu Guangjie has begun to participate in the family business over the years and is familiar with these unspoken rules.

Seeing Hua Rong like this at this time, Yu Guangjie felt that Yu Guangche must be prejudiced against Hua Rong, so he said that.

Fang Dashuai's handsome son is not as good as a young master Fang who is so sophisticated.

The strength of the entire Guangbei is leading in the whole of China.

If something goes wrong with Fang Dashuai, there is a good chance that these forces will fall into the hands of the young man in front of him, who is only 15 years old.

It's much easier to have a good relationship with him now than then.

Thinking of this, the smile on Yu Guangjie's face became more sincere.

"Young Master Fang deserves to be the son of Fang Dashuai."

Hearing this, Hua Rong put down his wine glass and rolled his eyes.

"Don't say that, if I wasn't sure I was my father's son, I would have thought he had robbed me from somewhere?"

"Look at what he looks like, how does he resemble this son? I guess he just saw how cute I was when I was a kid and stole me. ”

Yu Guangjie: (?? ò?? ó?? ）

If you have confirmed your eyes, you must be your own son!

Yu Guangjie didn't know how to answer this, so he hurriedly pointed to the dancer who was performing on the stage downstairs and said:

"Young Master Fang, that's the hot singer Little Butterfly in Paramount now, do you need to let her come up and have a drink with Young Master Fang?"

Hua Rong looked in the direction he was pointing, and found a girl about thirteen or fourteen years old dressed in revealing clothes and wearing heavy makeup standing on it and singing.

I have to say, if it weren't for the makeup on that face, it would be too terrifying.

Hua Rong also feels that this song has the level of a first-class singer.

Yu Guangjie is very good at observing words and feelings, and seeing that Hua Rong's expression is not good, he wants to change the topic.

But he didn't expect Hua Rong to nod, pointed to the little butterfly and said, "Let her wash off the makeup on her face and change into a cheongsam and come back." ”

As soon as Yu Guangjie heard that there was a play, he hurriedly glanced at the entourage behind him.

The attendant immediately went down to do this.

Leng Huaqing, who was standing behind Hua Rong, also saw the little butterfly.

She wondered if she hadn't escaped that day.

I'm afraid I've become the same person as Little Butterfly.

She doesn't discriminate against people who live like this.

In this troubled world, no one is having a good time.

Maybe they have a better choice, but they can make money so easily.

can live as they think they are, so why give themselves other choices?

Everyone's thoughts are different, Leng Huaqing is not a virgin, and she will not expect these people to do what she thinks.

She didn't think there was anything wrong with Hua Rong letting Little Butterfly accompany the wine.

This is the duty of the little butterfly, and Hua Rong is the guest.

Even in modern times, no one dares to stand on the moral high ground and say anything about him.

Again...... Hua Rong is handsome, and the little butterfly may still be happy.

Leng Huaqing is looking at Hua Rong now, just like he is looking at his younger brother.

Seeing that my younger brother has opened his mind, there is quite a feeling that my younger brother has grown into a sour feeling.

Of course, she doesn't say what she thinks.

If anyone knows that she regards the young master of the owner as a younger brother, it must not be said that she is a toad and wants to become a swan sister.

After a while, the little butterfly came up.

"To Young Master Fang, please be safe to Young Master Yu."

Hua Rong raised his eyes and found that the little butterfly's face looked more tender after removing his makeup.

Although it is not stunning, it is also a well-behaved little beauty.

It's rare that she's somewhere particularly well developed.

Although he is only a teenager, he looks very plump.

He nodded, patted the seat next to his couch, and motioned for her to sit down.

After she sat down, she directly lifted her chin sideways, and said with a smile: "Yingying Yanyan Chunchun, Huahua willow and willow are true." Everything is charming, delicate and tender, stop and be everyone. ”

"Little butterfly, your voice is very good, my son likes it."

The little butterfly is naturally ...... I didn't understand the sentence that Hua Rong just read.

But this sentence of praise for her was understood.

She saw that Hua Rong was handsome, with a slender figure, and he was dressed decently.

knew that he was a young master from a rich family.

Thinking of his surname again, and Young Master Yu who was sitting next to her to accompany the wine, she had a guess in her heart.

Little Butterfly showed a shy smile on her face, and she didn't reply, just silently poured wine for Hua Rong.

Hua Rong really doesn't like people who talk a lot, and Little Butterfly is just right like this.

He and Yu Guangjie continued to talk about the topic just now.

In fact, the two didn't talk about anything.

Just to talk about some of the things that are in the mall these days.

Yu Guangjie originally just wanted to say some interesting things and pass the time for Hua Rong.

But I didn't expect Huarong to have a unique view of the shopping mall.

This made him happy to see the hunt, and before he knew it, he talked a lot.

"Bang"

Suddenly, while the two were talking, the door to their box was pushed open from the outside.

"Which turtle son is it? Robbed Lao Tzu's little butterfly, get out and eat Lao Tzu's punch! ”

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