The people next to him who heard this were stunned. What I thought in my heart was basically the same as the road words, but I didn't have the courage to say it.

Who doesn't know that he Fu Shihan is notoriously cunning and insidious? In the profiteer circle, he claims to be the second, but no one dares to say the first.

Compared with him, Su Wanxin has a lot more conscience, right? He actually has the face to say that people are profiteers and don't like to be friends with others?

Is he so inaccurate about his positioning?

Others dare not squeak, but dare to speak. He stabilized his mood and teased with a smile: "Is there one?" I think Mr. Su is quite good and beautiful. ”

"Average."

So so?

Not long ago, I heard him praise Su Wan's smart and good-looking onlookers, but now he is completely confused.

It's you who says people are good-looking, and it's you who says people are average. Mr. Fu's aesthetic vision has really become fast enough.

The scum is so upright and natural, and it really fulfills that sentence: you can do anything if you have money.

Fu Shihan slapped himself in the face wildly here, and felt that the effect was about the same, anyway, this group of mentally retarded people couldn't tell the truth or falsehood, so they hurriedly found an opportunity.

He took advantage of Su Wan's heart to go to the bathroom and dragged people to the remote stairwell. Close the escape door and look at the person in front of you with burning eyes.

Su Wanxin's red lips pursed and ignored him. He reached out and grabbed her wrist, hugged the person into his arms, and lowered his head to whisper softly in her ear: "Don't be angry." ”

The escape stairwell is particularly dimly lit.

Su Wanxin raised his head slightly, and saw that his dark and deep eyes were full of flattery and pampering.

It was a little cold here, so he wrapped her in his clothes. One hand around her slender waist and the other around her shoulder.

The two stood intimately in a dark corner, and at the end of the wall was a lively banquet hall. There is the sound of beautiful music, and there is the sound of noisy conversation.

Correspondingly, they were remarkably quiet.

A few hours earlier, the two of them had been invited to attend an economic forum meeting. Under the gaze of hundreds of people, sitting on the stage, there were several guests in between.

They picked up the microphone and had a heated discussion on the two questions of "what are the views on the prevalence of the virtual currency market" and "what impact will the empire's first interest rate cut in nearly two years have on the economy and trade between the two countries".

They looked at some of the data provided by the organizers on the spot and played on the spot.

Their views were surprisingly consistent many times in the past, but today, Fu Shihan is finding fault everywhere and is cunning and mean.

His words are sharp and his views are tricky, and if he were someone else, he would be scolded on the spot until he had nothing to say.

But Su Wan's heart was light, and one opinion after another went back to the past.

At present, he is completely different from the aggressive Mr. Fu on the stage at that time.

He didn't have the slightest domineering momentum on his body, and his handsome face had a gentle smile that others didn't have a chance to see, and he said to the person in his arms flatteringly.

"I was wrong."

Su Wanxin lowered her eyes and forcibly held back the warmth in her heart. Pretended to be bland and asked: "Besides Chen Lei, who else did you talk to?" ”

"It's just him, or accidentally said it."

"You're going to accidentally say something out of your mouth?" Su Wan didn't believe it.

"Yes. I can't help but be concerned about you. Fu Shihan said affirmatively, and kissed the corner of her mouth. Don't take it as an example, don't be angry, okay? ”