When Ji Xianzheng met, the first thing he said was: "How can you dress Xiao Wen so maturely." ”

Fu Nanli's mind was punctured, and his face sank, "On formal occasions, if you don't wear it like this, how do you think you should wear it?" ”

Ji Xianzheng vaguely felt that his cousin's every word smelled of gunpowder.

He's angry, he's angry.

Ji Xianzheng raised his eyebrows: "Okay, okay, it's me who didn't think it through, sit down." ”

The small banquet hall is covered with a Turkish brown-red carpet, and the stage is a reddish-brown of the same color, thick and has a precipitated texture of time, Wen Qiao and Fu Nanli sit on the chairs, the light reflected by the crystal chandelier above their heads is cast on Fu Nanli's face, and he is wearing a hand-made suit.

Deity.

All she could think of was such words.

It was as if the word had been made for him.

He came to the stage to receive the award, which was a certificate of honor awarded to him by the leaders of the city, Fu Nanli stood on the stage and delivered an acceptance speech, Wen Qiao looked at him with endless admiration.

He's a hero.

He saved a lot of people.

She was full of emotion, proud of him, who was the glory that led her to the light on the road of her life.

After Fu Nanli finished making a short official speech, Ji Xianzheng breathed a sigh of relief, and he was still saving face, he said everything he said, and the leaders also nodded frequently.

Fu Nanli held the red certificate of honor and stepped down with the leader.

At the end of the commendation meeting, Ji Xianzheng went to see off those leaders, and Fu Nanli left the State Banquet Hall with Wen Qiao.

There were a lot of anticipating reporters gathered at the door, thinking that it would be good to be able to block the true face of Master Fu a little.

It's a pity that Fu Nanli got into the car as soon as he got out of the banquet hall.

The windows of the black sedan were all dark, and the camera couldn't capture the scene inside, so he could only shout a few words after him, 'Mr. Captain, say a few words'.

'People want to hear your thoughts on this incident'

'Netizens want to see you'.

The car is gone, Fu Nanli raised his eyebrows, he is a captain and a businessman, he is not interested in being a star, and he will not appear in front of the camera.

Xu Shen was also in the car, and turned back with a smile: "Although you didn't show up, captain, there are waves of Weibo about you on the Internet." ”

Top rich and handsome, the young master of the Fu family, this title alone is enough for thousands of girls to fantasize.

What's more, this young master is not like those young masters who are active in entertainment gossip magazines, only soaking in young models and doing all kinds of crazy things on the edge of the law, this young master is graduating from the Massachusetts Institute of Technology, and after graduation, he entered the civil aviation to drive a passenger plane, and turned the tide in an inevitable air crash.

This is the perfect character that will appear in what is.

Although Fu Nanli's photos have never been circulated on the Internet, it does not prevent him from having a large number of fan girls.

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Su Yun and Ji Mingyuan's wedding is scheduled for the May Day holiday.

The living room light door was open, it was raining outside, and the spring rain rushed into the house with a breeze, and it was a chilling feeling.

Su Yun wrote the guest list on a piece of red paper: "I don't feel like there are many people." ”

She also has an older brother in Haicheng.

Wen Qiao: "Aunt Xiaojun will definitely come back, right?" ”

"Well, I told her, she's very happy for me, and I'll be back then."

Wen Qiao took a bite of the apple: "Su Ying and their family are also invited?" ”

Su Yun glanced at her: "Didn't your brother invite us to get married?" Gifts and exchanges......"

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