Chapter 117: The Political Dinner

"Grandpa, I'm sorry, I want to be with Lu Yiyou, I don't have any conditions that need to be met."

Between the conversations, she had already burst into tears.

She can be regarded as a small achievement in her life, her money is not bad, and she has no relatives, so she has nothing to worry about.

Lu Shanhe pounded the side of the bed with some anger, his emotions fluctuated greatly, and his body naturally coughed a little unbearable.

She hurriedly stepped forward and patted Grandpa Lu on the shoulder, "Grandpa, don't be angry, don't be angry." ”

Lu Shanhe sighed, "Hey, can I not be angry?" ”

He glanced at Shang Wu, and there was still some pity in his eyes, this girl was chosen by him for the Lu family, and he fell in love with her among the many daughters.

She was not favored in the Shang family, and had the same experience as his grandson in his early years, when he only looked at her photos and identified her.

It's because she has a feeling of freshness and blandness just from the photos.

She is the white lotus in this circle of fame and fortune, born in a business family, there is not a smooth family matter, but it is rare to get out of the mud without staining.

"Shang Wu, I cherish your three years of living alone abroad, and feel sorry for the tragic death of your father in the middle of your family, but can you understand your grandfather's eagerness?"

Lu Shanhe has experienced a lot of things, but at this moment, it is inevitable that his eyes are red, "I lost my son in my early years, and the white-haired people sent the black-haired people, at that time I had to admit that the providence made people, and in my later years, I only hoped that Lu Yiyou could open up the branches and leaves for the Lu family as soon as possible, but I didn't want such a cruel thing to happen to you." Although you are not dead, the Lu family, including those ancestors in the Heavenly Spirit, cannot accept a daughter-in-law who has an affair with others. ”

Those photos, Lu Shanhe all have a passing purpose.

Shang Wu's eyes turned red, and he hurriedly explained: "Grandpa, those photos are just fake photos taken by me who fell into some tricks, and I am innocent!" ”

Lu Shanhe has sword eyebrows as sharp as Lu Yiyou, although it is no longer black, but when he jumps, he can still see a distinct emotion.

"Is this true?"

Shang Wu nodded, "In my life, except for Lu Yiyou, there is no other man, I dare to swear to the sky." ”

Her sincere eyes finally made Lu Shanhe choose to trust.

"In that case, I won't embarrass you young people."

He was crazy about love when he was young, but-

"I'll give you a month, is that enough? If you're still not pregnant after a month, then I'll have to ask you to leave him. ”

After listening to Grandpa Lu's words, Shang Wu was silent for a moment, and then nodded dimly, "Hmm." ”

The sound of the promise was like the sound of a machine, and it only rang out for a moment, and quickly disappeared.

Separate conversation is over.

Lu Yiyou pushed the door in with a displeased expression and glanced at Shang Wu.

Shang Wu shook his head and signaled that there was nothing wrong.

Lu Shanhe pointed to the water cup next to the bed, "Well, I've been a little thirsty for a long time." ”

Lu Yiyou carefully handed over the water cup.

Lu Shanhe took a sip of water, and then said: "By the way, Director Cao of the Municipal Party Committee has a dinner tonight, which is very important, and I will ask the assistant to send it to you later." ”

In addition to knowing the way of doing business, people who do business must also know how to live in the world.

The prosperity of the business community is inseparable from political help, and the Lu family is a veteran enterprise in City A, and the reason for its longevity is inseparable from the daily contact with the political circles.

Seven p.m.

It was when the whole city was just lit up, and the cool breeze on the summer night passed through the hair of Shang Wu.

Bringing a hint of aroma.

Director Cao is a door to the political circles of City A, and this door is crowded with people outside.

Lu Yiyou is dressed in a giioarmani men's formal suit today, and the classic crocodile leather shoes are the standard for this suit.

He stood alone in the crowd and stood out.

Shang Wu is dressed in a new EL hollow powder group, which is fashionable and noble.

The front of the state banquet hall was full of reporters, and before the assistant could open the car door, the camera was already flickering and ready to shoot.

Jack raised his hand and motioned to the reporter who was about to move, a gesture that everyone understands.

It's just that Lu Dashao doesn't want to be photographed, so you still don't shoot.

The enthusiastic reporters shook their heads with interest, Lu Yiyou and the genius girl painter could only feast their eyes on their own.

After the reporters put down their cameras, the doors were opened.

Lu Yiyou got out of the car first, and then blocked the car door very gentlemanly, stretched out one hand in front to greet his goddess.

Shang Wu got out of the car, took his arm, and was watched wantonly by the reporters on the long red carpet.

But the footsteps haven't moved far yet.

There was another big movement behind him.

First there was the sound of the engine going off, then the sound of reporters clicking and snapping pictures.

Shang Feige and Qiao Qian have always been a young couple that the media is particularly optimistic about.

Shang Wu turned around and saw that her former sister was so happily nestled in her husband's arms at the moment, and the sweet days made her less and less worried about the trivial things in life.

Shang Feige was very beautiful, greeted his friends from the media warmly, and even brought some small gifts for the assistant to deliver casually.

Shang Wu looked at her appearance, and a raging anger ignited in his heart.

How many "good deeds" their mother and daughter have done over the years, but they are still human and expensive.

She felt worthless for her father Shang Yaolong, he was alone in the cold in another world, I am afraid that he would never know that it was the two women he had always loved who sent him to hell.

"Shang Feige, you're sorry for your father's love for you in the past!"

She still has the audio of Dr. Zhao admitting everything, and she is waiting, waiting for a suitable opportunity......

Lu Yiyou looked down at her somewhat resentful face suspiciously, "Shang Wu ......"

He still couldn't help but ask, "What happened to your father?" ”

Shang Wu shook his head, not planning to talk to Lu Yiyou about this matter.

Under the light, Lu Yiyou's side face is so perfect, he is like an immortal monarch in the sky, Shang Wu just wants to share those beautiful things in the world with him, but he doesn't want to tell him about the ugly things like hell.

In the State Banquet Hall.

Director Cao is also dressed in a suit, and at the age of less than forty, he has a huge beer belly.

When several people toasted together, Shang Wu couldn't believe that Director Cao in front of him was just a man a few years older than Lu Yiyou.

This Director Cao, judging from his appearance, is believed to be Lu Yiyou's uncle.

No wonder Lu Yiyou has always insisted on fitness and eating less.

A person like an immortal, once his body is not strong, it is time to go down to earth.

Thinking of this, Shang Wu secretly laughed.

Director Cao raised his glass, "I heard that Miss Shang is a postmodernist painter and is known as a genius girl at home and abroad, and it is really an honor to be fortunate to see her today." I'm going to have three glasses with you!" ”

Director Cao usually deals with people in addition to political people, that is, business people, and this talented girl painter rarely interacts with him.

Naturally, there was a little more unnecessary enthusiasm.

Shang Wu smiled tactfully, "Thank you for your kindness." ”

Lu Yiyou quietly took the glass of wine that was stuffed in Shang Wu's hand, "Director Cao, she is not very good at drinking, and I estimate that she will be drunk after three glasses, tonight's dinner is still long, I will take advantage of your convenience, heroes save beauty." ”

Director Cao laughed twice, "I heard that people who engage in art are all non-smokers and drinkers, but I didn't expect Miss Shang to be one of them!" ”

Shang Wu didn't know where to pick up these words, so he could only smile wryly, watching Lu Yiyou decisively drink three glasses of white wine.

The gesture of raising his head and drinking it all is so charming that he can't do it.

At this time, Director Cao, in order to play with his own knowledge, "talked eloquently" with Shang Wu.

"If you want me to say, my favorite postmodernist painter is the Spanish painter Picasso. I like his "Les Demoiselles d'Avignon" from the classical period."

Director Cao's conversation can't help but make outsiders feel that he is very high-minded, and he himself feels very good.

After Lu Yiyou drank three glasses of white wine neatly, after listening to Director Cao's words, he inadvertently raised the corners of his mouth and showed a very low-key smile.

"Director Cao, we won't hinder you from entertaining VIPs."

After speaking, he pulled Shang Wu beside him and fled.

When she fled a few meters away, Shang Wu breathed a sigh of relief, and she looked helpless, "If Picasso heard Director Cao classify him as a postmodernist painter, would he be angry?" ”

Let's not talk about whether Director Cao really understands paintings and painters, just a famous painter like Picasso can classify him from modernist painters to postmodernist painters......

Shang Wu shrugged, it's not terrible if you don't understand, it's terrible to forcibly pretend to understand if you don't understand.

Lu Yiyou laughed in a low voice, "In addition to the classification accident of the painting school, Director Cao's problem is quite serious for him. ”

He paused, he had just drunk a little violently, and he couldn't slow down at the moment.

Shang Wu patted him on the chest and listened to him continue, "Picasso's Les Demoiselles d'Avignon was not created in the Classical period, but in the Cubist period. During this time, Picasso became the culminator of Cubism, Georges Braque......"

Shang Wu showed a surprised gaze, and said in amazement: "Lu Yiyou, you are really a clear stream among the rich businessmen!" ”

Lu Yiyou's cold shoulders shrugged slightly, "I said earlier, I'm different from those rich businessmen." ”

Yes, in terms of appearance, Lu Yiyou belongs to the type of model, and ideologically, Lu Yiyou belongs to the school of university professors.

Since it's a dinner party, it's inevitable to eat.

When you eat, you will inevitably be divided into seats.

And this seat is really a coincidence.

Shang Wu and Shang Feige's seats were unexpectedly and coincidentally next to each other.