Chapter 20 Who is Jiang Feiran?
Lu Qingfeng walked to the sofa in the corner and sat down with a wine glass in his hand, his expression still showing a trace of panic.
"Miss Lu?" The mellow male voice suddenly sounded, and Lu Qingfeng was shocked to realize that there was still a person sitting at the other end of the sofa.
The man was dressed in an iron-gray suit, with an extraordinary bearing, handsome eyebrows and eyes, and the corners of his mouth slowly hooked up when he saw Lu Qingfeng looking at him.
"You are ......". Under the dim light, Lu Qingfeng suddenly felt that the man's silhouette was somewhat familiar.
"Some time ago, I was fortunate to have a relationship with Miss Lu at the Golden Jue Hotel." The man reminded him.
After a while, Lu Qingfeng remembered that it was the man who helped her out of the siege that day.
Lisa has also always worshipped him as a male god.
finally has a "familiar" person who is not very familiar, and judging by his dress and style, he should also be a person with quite status, Lu Qingfeng pondered whether he should ask him if he knew Jiang Feiran?
Just when she hesitated, the music suddenly stopped, and with the woman in white slowly retreating on the stage, a slightly chubby man walked up to the stage, holding the microphone in his hand and speaking the opening words fluently.
Lu Qingfeng didn't want to listen, and secretly glanced at the man next to him, who didn't seem to be interested, holding a wine glass and sipping champagne from time to time.
Lu Qingfeng stiffened his head and leaned next to the man, and it took a long time to muster up the courage to turn around, but he happened to meet the man's smiling eyes.
Forehead......
Lu Qingfeng had never done this kind of thing, and he was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into.
"Miss Lu, what's wrong?" The man asked softly.
"I want to ask if you know Jiang Feiran?" Lu Qingfeng bit his lower lip uncomfortably.
"Jiang Feiran?" The man thought seriously for a long time and asked, "I know, you want to find him?" ”
Lu Qingfeng nodded happily, and was about to speak when he was interrupted by a woman who hurriedly walked over.
The woman wears a rigid professional attire, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, presumably a man's secretary or assistant or something.
"Mr. Jiang". The woman called out respectfully, and then glanced at Lu Qingfeng tabooly before continuing: "There is an urgent matter that you need to deal with."
The man frowned unhappily, turned his head and smiled lightly on his face: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Lu Qingfeng tugged at the corners of his mouth in response, and when the man walked away, his expression revealed a little disappointment.
She drank the wine from the glass with some irritation, and leaned on the armrest of the sofa to look at the noisy stage in a daze.
Suddenly, a light flashed in Lu Qingfeng's mind, what was the name of that woman just now? Mr. Jiang? Could it be that man Jiang Feiran? She searched the crowd for a long time, but never found a man.
After thinking about it carefully, Lu Qingfeng secretly laughed in his heart that he might be a little nervous, in addition to Jiang Feiran, there are thousands of people with the surname Jiang in the world, and the man may be his relative or acquaintance.
"Thank you to all the guests who came to the banquet, and I want to thank you for your generosity, here I bow to all the children in the poor mountainous areas." After speaking, the male host bent down deeply.
After a while, the male host straightened up and continued: "Then now I will announce the company with the largest donation tonight, which is "Zhonghe" Media Co., Ltd., let us thank Mr. Lu Guinan, the president of "Zhonghe" Media, with the warmest applause."
In an instant, thunderous applause broke out in the venue, and Lu Guinan, who was standing on the side of the stage at this moment, calmly accepted everyone's attention, he was dressed in a black suit, his shoulders were broad, and the lines on his well-defined and noble face were as cold and hard as a knife and axe.
Lu Qingfeng also looked at Lu Guinan like everyone else, her gaze stayed for a short time for two seconds before she retracted, she hooked her lips sarcastically, put the empty wine glass aside, and unwillingly planned to look around the field again before leaving.
She stood up, lowered her head, and walked quickly into the crowd, not noticing the eyes that had been watching for a long time not far away.