Look further back.

Behind Wen Ci stood a sturdy man, about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, holding a small tablet in his right hand.

Long face, inch head, and a shallow scar of about 3cm on the left forehead.

Beneath the thin short T, the muscles in front of the xiong loom brightly.

"It seems to be a practitioner." Fang Bing said darkly.

Since he is a practitioner and stands next to a big man like Wen Ci, there is a high probability that he is undoubtedly a bodyguard.

But this... I haven't heard of any bodyguards carrying tablets with them.

If it's equipped with a knife or something, it's reasonable.

"Damn, who's TM..."Yuan Shao staggered to his feet with a scolding scolding.

However, before the second half of the sentence was finished, the moment he saw Wen Zi, he swallowed it back.

"Wen... Less warm? ”

Yuan Shao's face changed, and he said these words tremblingly.

There is no longer as arrogant as Fang Bingqing.

"Oh? Know me? Wen Zi flicked the ash on his shirt as if he didn't have it, and slowly spit out these words.

His eyes seemed to be smiling, but the aura emanating from his body was all dangerous.

This man...

obviously has an elegant and gorgeous face, but what Fang just did to Yuan Shao really can't be called a 'Ya'.

"The famous young master of the Wen family, no one knows who doesn't know." Yuan Shao pulled out a flattering smile and struggled to flatter.

"My name is Yuan Jin, and my dad is Yuan Hong from 'Fantasy Games', and the two of us have always had business dealings."

"Arsen." Wen Zi lightly called the 'muscular man' behind him.

Asen, real name: Nethan.

Yuan Hong, the founder of "Fantasy Games", has been cooperating with the branch of "Xiongwen Entertainment" in recent years, and just signed a contract of 30 million yuan in the first half of the year. ”

Nie Sen took a step forward, raised his hand to scratch the tablet, and introduced the situation of the 'Yuan family' concisely.

"Yuan Jin, the only son of the Yuan family, is 26 years old this year..."

"Yes, yes, that's right." Yuan Jin interrupted Nie Sen's report.

He walked up to Wen Ci slowly, rubbed his hands with a smile and said, "My father is only one of my sons, and I will definitely inherit the family property in the future." What's that, Wen Shao, I, Yuan Jin, don't know how to speak, if you really like this little girl, I'll give it up. ”

"It's just that this girl is a little fierce, why don't I send someone to the sixth floor for you later?"

Wen Zi looked at Yuan Jin in front of him fixedly, and the corners of his mouth hooked slightly.

Most people will think that he is in a good mood.

But Fang Bingqing didn't think so.

Vaguely, she guessed that Yuan Jin had ignited the giant explosive of Wen Ci.

"Wen Shao is welcome, as long as I take care of the 'fantasy' business more after I become the family in the future..."Yuan Jin said this, leaning over and whispering in Wen Ci's ear: "A girl like this is definitely going to give you as much as I want." ”

Fang Bingqing's senses have always been more developed than ordinary people.

In addition, she was very close to Wen Ci, so these words all came to her ears word for word.

"Oh?" Wen Ci nodded with interest.

At the end, he said: "Yuan Shao acted so generously, if I didn't express it slightly, it seems that I can't say anything about the past." ”

"Harm, it's all trivial." Yuan Jin thought that he had succeeded in currying favor with Wen Ci, and his happiness was about to blossom.

Most of the people around him believed Wen Ci's words.

Huai Zhengyang, who was beside Fang Bingqing, nervously grabbed her wrist and said in a deep voice, "Let's go quickly." ”

"It's fine." Fang Bingqing shook his head slightly.

She wanted to see how the game ended today.