Chapter 151: He's not Tang Monk meat
Li Qiang looked at Fu Xiao's figure dumbfounded.
I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, Li Qiang's mobile phone moved with the figure.
On the screen, the man in the suit and leather shoes was surrounded and walked into the venue.
And the direction he walked, impartially, was exactly in the center.
Fu Xiao's figure is getting taller and taller in the mobile phone screen......
Finally, Li Qiang came back to her senses, put away her phone violently, and wanted to avoid Fu Xiao in a panic.
But the place was so big, and Fu Xiao was less than ten steps away from her.
Li Qiang stood up violently and looked around in a panic. But before she could find a way out, the group of people on the opposite side had already walked in front of Li Qiang with long legs.
Li Qiang looked at the man who was only one step away from him in a daze, her mouth opened slightly, she wanted to say something, but she didn't know what to do.
Just when Li Qiang was stuck, the man in front of him passed by Li Qiang, and he didn't even look at her.
The two seemed to know each other at all, and the distance was getting farther and farther apart.
Well?
Li Qiang was stunned for a moment, and her eyebrows rose slightly.
Obviously, Fu Xiao's attitude made her a little uncomfortable.
The tense whole body relaxed, Li Qiang put away her defensive posture and slowly sat back in the chair.
She didn't actually want to look at Fu Xiao, her eyes kept wandering in other areas, but her eyes drifted, and she unconsciously drifted forward.
Just in the first row in front of her, Fu Xiao was talking to the entourage.
Most of the time, it was the entourage who was introducing, and Fu Xiao only occasionally echoed a few sentences.
Li Qiang was looking at it in a daze, but Fu Xiao suddenly turned around.
At this moment, the world's time seemed to stand still.
Li Qiang's body was like an electric current surging, rushing towards the limbs, causing the nerves in her whole body to stiffen.
The eyes are facing each other.
Respiratory arrest.
Just when Li Qiang's pupils shrank, and she didn't know what expression to use to deal with this sudden look, the other party looked away lightly.
That gaze seemed to just turn around and happened to fall on Li Qiang's body, and instead looked at the place next to Li Qiang.
Only then did Li Qiang notice that Fu Xiao was indeed not looking back at herself. Because the entourage around him also turned around, and the other party was reaching out to the position on his side.
Li Qiang turned her head to look and found that it was a particularly beautiful female artist, separated from her by two people.
The female artist also stood up at this moment and waved to the first row.
The bigwigs in the first row didn't seem to be satisfied with this way of greeting, and beckoned people to come over.
The female artist carried the hem of her dress, and Shi Shiran walked in front of Fu Xiao.
Li Qiang looked at the expression of the beautiful female artist who covered her mouth and smiled lightly at Fu Xiao, and secretly pursed her lips in her heart.
complained in my heart, it wasn't the surname Fu who called you over, why did you talk to him alone, can't you see the faces of the big guys around you green?
It's a pity that Li Qiang's complaints can't change anything, the other party not only had a good conversation with Fu Xiao, but was even directly invited to sit in the first row.
Li Qiang adjusted her sitting posture, and then silently raised her middle finger at Fu Xiao's back.
Soon, the event officially began.
Li Qiang was carrying a huge sum of one million, and some of them were on pins and needles.
At this time, both sides of her are already full of people, basically first-line celebrities or top performers in the entertainment industry.
Only she, a little newcomer who is not even a little newcomer in the eighteenth line, is embarrassed alone.
"Mr. Fu really came to the charity dinner!"
"I'm so lucky, I heard that not every charity dinner Mr. Fu will attend."
"Look at Xu Jiyu, who is sitting in the first row, he really has shit luck. I heard that she climbed to the top of the CEO of an important branch under Fu's, otherwise how could she be qualified to sit in the first row? ”
Every word you say to me around you, and your voices come and go in the dim light.
Although there are many words to discuss, every sentence is inseparable from one word: Fu.
Mr. Fu, Mr. Fu, Mr. Fu......
These two words buzzed in Li Qiang's ears like flies.
Li Qiang twitched slightly at the corner of her mouth, originally she just wanted to be low-key and low-key, throw the money out, then take a photo to show her face, and leave quickly.
But the raging fire of gossip around her burned her, making her a little unbearable.
"I said, that person surnamed Fu is not so good, he is not a Tang monk meat."
A muttering complaint would not have attracted much attention in the noisy venue, but Li Qiang's complaint attracted a nuclear explosion-like effect.
Everyone around who heard this sentence clearly stopped their voices.
In an instant, with Li Qiang as the center of the circle, it radiated out, forming a silent area.
Li Qiang pursed the corners of her mouth.
She knew that her complaint was very sharp, but she didn't expect it to be so powerful.
But fortunately, the guest seat area is extremely dim, and those who are farther away will not know who said this.
But when I got closer, I found Li Qiang.
"Who are you? Is it also an entertainer? Why haven't I seen you? ”
"It's just, I've never seen you before, what's your name?!"
The tone of the questioner was not good.
The corners of Li Qiang's mouth grinned, and she said with a smile: "Sister, I will not change my name or surname, Yu Feilin, an outsider." ”
As soon as Li Qiang said that he was an outsider, several aggressive artists shut up.
After all, it's okay for insiders to say, but those outside the circle may be people who can't be provoked.
However, they still wrote down the name Yu Feilin, and they will definitely ask someone to inquire about it in the future to see which family's daughter dares to speak so wildly.
As a result, Li Qiang became the absolute focus of her area because of one sentence.
Throughout the banquet, there were no less than ten eyes focused on Li Qiang.
But like a nobody, Erlang's legs were crossed, and he kept his calm and calm to the end.
Just as the charity dinner was about to end, the surrounding voices began to fight again.
I only heard someone say, "Have you received any news?" There was also a private cocktail party after the event. ”
"It's an old practice, it's organized by those young masters of the top wealthy families."
"I don't know if Mr. Fu will participate, if Mr. Fu participates, I will definitely be there!"
Just when the monk of Li Qiang was confused, her mobile phone suddenly rang.