"Uncle Gou, if you have any handle in my hands, don't blame Shaoze for acting impartially."

"Don't worry, you wild boy who can only dance knives and sticks, even if you study for another ten years, you won't know what finance is."

Minister Gou patted Li Shaoze on the shoulder, and was so arrogant that he drank all the wine in the cup in one gulp.

Li Shaoze also finished drinking the wine in his glass, and the two kept smiling at each other on the surface, but the hostile anger seemed to have surrounded them.

A staff member with a full plate of cocktails passed between the two.

Minister Gou grabbed a cocktail, turned away, and sat down at the round table on the other side.

And Li Shaoze sat down at the small round table in the middle of the lounge, and Zhan Feng and Ye Qingyan, who was wearing a mask, stood on both sides behind him.

The people in the lounge kept looking at Ye Qingyan's Sailor Moon mask.

They have speculated about what kind of face will be under this mask.

This young agent student Y has killed so many people on the dark left on the streets, is she an angel or a devil?

In addition to guessing, I also sighed that this "Sailor Moon" was in good shape.

Of course, Ye Qingyan is now wearing a women's military uniform, not a horse Pingchuan that he deliberately made when he pretended to be a man.

Li Shaoze stared fiercely at Minister Gou in the distance, his slender fingers clenching the red wine glass.

"I know what he's up to." As soon as Ye Qingyan, who was behind the Sailor Moon mask, said this, Zhan Feng looked at her and blinked.

He felt that this mask really buried her good-looking face, but Li Shao was also thinking about her safety.

Zhan Feng was staring at Ye Qingyan's mask in a daze, when suddenly, a soft little hand slapped on his shoulder.

"You just look at me, Li Shao, this tone, my sister helped you out, as long as you promise that the banquet is over, I can go back to school."

Li Shaoze cocked Erlang's legs domineeringly, and at this time his eyes were fixed on the red wine glass shaking in his hand.

"Yes." He didn't look back, but he responded to her.

Ye Qingyan didn't expect Li Shaoze to agree so quickly, maybe he was still struggling with how to deal with Gou Ershao's matter, and he was too lazy to care about what moths she could toss.

"Is there an art troupe around here?" Ye Qingyan leaned into Li Shaoze's ear and whispered.

"What are you going to do?" Li Shaoze suddenly looked up at her, and could only see the clear eyes behind the mask.

And the expression hidden behind the mask, no emotion can be seen.

"Borrow props." Ye Qingyan said simply and concisely.

Li Shaoze supported his side face with his hand, staring at the red wine glass in his hand,

"The art troupe is fifty meters to the left hand of the city hall. Whatever props you want, I'll let them send them. ”

"Don't bother the others, tell me the phone, and I'll tell them."

"Okay, just say I'll let you borrow it."

Zhan Feng stared at Ye Qingyan's back as he left the lounge, scratched the back of his head, and couldn't think of what Ye Qingyan was going to do.

Fifteen minutes later, the originally lively lounge suddenly became quiet, and all the people who were talking looked at the red phantom at the door of the hall.

I saw a red high-necked long skirt, wrapped around a slender waist, and a pair of white long legs, looming in the slit of the long skirt.

Long hair with a shawl of large wavy flax colors, gently swaying with the pace.

She is painted with delicate makeup, clear eyes, and mysterious eye waves.

"Wow, punctuality!"

Zhan Feng, who was standing beside Li Shao, inadvertently admired.

Obviously, Ye Qingyan's makeup skills made Zhan Feng not recognize her.

This phantom, under the gaze of all people, lightly stepped on ten-centimeter high heels and walked towards the center of the lounge.

She swept past Li Shaoze, who was sitting at the small round table, domineering her slender legs.

Li Shaoze originally stared at the red wine glass in his hand, glanced up, and after glancing at the figure, he shook the hand of the wine glass, and suddenly froze in the air.