Room 607 of the May Court

Eight o'clock in the evening

Xu Wenchao, who was greeting guests, caught a familiar figure at the end of his eyes, twisted his eyebrows, and muttered in his heart, didn't this Yan Xin arrive a long time ago, why did his girlfriend arrive here? Arriving an hour late?

When Xu Wenchao wanted to step forward to say hello, he found that Fan Xiaotianren had already walked to the private room.

But when I looked closely, I felt that something was wrong, wasn't Yan Xin in room 606? Why did Fan Xiaotian enter room 607? Did you go to the wrong box?

Seeing this, Xu Wenchao hurriedly strode forward, and just when he wanted to stop Fan Xiaotian, he heard this sentence: "Mr. Song, I'm sorry, there is a traffic jam on the road, and I am an hour late, so I have kept you waiting for a long time!" ”

Another voice: "It's okay, I like to wait for beautiful women!" ”

Hearing this, Xu Wenchao instantly stopped his steps, turned around in seconds, was stunned, and said secretly, why did Fan Xiaotian make an appointment with Song Zhennan? Everyone in the circle knows what kind of person he is.

Merry!

Xu Wenchao didn't leave in time, he stood outside the door of room 607 for a while.

After making sure that no one was entering room 607 again, he decisively walked to room 606...

Song Zhennan arrived at the May Pavilion early, tonight he changed his previous style and changed into a set of white casual clothes, which looked much more pleasing to the eye, and even the smile on his face became pure!

Fan Xiaotian couldn't help but look at him for a while before slowly sitting down.

"Miss Fan, I heard that you like to eat noodles, in addition to ordering a few dishes you like to eat, I also specially instructed the kitchen to cook a bowl of seafood noodles, come, you taste it first and see how it tastes."

Doing what she likes is indeed a skill to flirt with girls, but it also divides people!

Fan Xiaotian nodded politely at Song Zhennan and said, "Thank you!" ”

After speaking, Fan Xiaotian glanced at the dishes on the table, as well as the red wine that had already been poured on the side, and his eyes finally fell on the chopsticks on the chopstick rest, and then his long eyelashes drooped slightly, the corners of his mouth were shallow and curved, and he hesitated for a few seconds, and finally did not pick up the chopsticks.

From morning to now, Fan Xiaotian has had a hard day, the taste of being hung is too anxious, and there is no trace of temper left, at this moment, although he is hungry with his chest and back, he is not in the mood, and he has no appetite.

Song Zhennan could guess her thoughts, laughed dryly, pulled her lips, and was about to say something, but someone would knock on the door.

Both of them were stunned, and before they could react, the door was pushed open.

The two of them looked at the door together.

A beautiful waitress stood at the door with a bottle of wine in her hand, smiling.

"Sir, Miss, I'm sorry to disturb, our Boss Xu has a birthday tonight, and I specially explained that all the boxes will give a bottle of 82-year-old Lafite."

When the words fell, Song Zhennan's face was unhappy for a moment, and he felt that the time he spent with someone was quite precious, and he didn't want to be disturbed for a second, Rafite, can he compare with Fan Xiaotian in front of him?

However, he can't lose his 'gentleman' demeanor, after all, the good guy standing at the door is also a beauty, so he had to smile a little, nodded and whispered, "Thank you, help me put it aside first."

Beauty: "Yes, sir! ”

The waitress lifted her feet and walked to the cabinet next to the dining table, carefully picked up the wine from the tray and put it on the counter, during which she tilted her head slightly and pulled her eyes back, and after making sure that neither of the two people at the table looked at her, she reached into the front pocket of her blouse......

After a few seconds, the beautiful waitress turned around, politely smiled at Song Zhennan and Fan Xiaotian, nodded, and then raised her feet and left the box.

After the door of the box was closed, Song Zhennan suddenly got up and strode towards the door, Fan Xiaotian frowned, didn't understand what he wanted to do, and hurriedly chased after him.

With a click, Song Zhennan actually locked the door of the box.

Almost at the moment when Song Zhennan locked the door and was about to turn around, Fan Xiaotian turned his body back to the side, lowered his head slightly, and bit his lower lip lightly at the same time, but he let go in a second, and after turning his eyes back and forth twice, he raised his hand and picked up the chopsticks on the side, condensed the bowl of noodles in front of him for a few seconds, and slowly ate it.

Song Zhennan, who walked back to his position, looked at Fan Xiaotian, who was eating noodles quietly, his heart shook violently, and the corners of his mouth instantly raised.

I sat down quickly and moved my chopsticks.

Song Zhennan: "Miss Fan, is the taste of noodles okay?" Is it to your taste? ”

Fan Xiaotian: "It's very delicious, thank you!" ”

Although Song Zhennan is Fan's contractor, he is first and foremost a man, and he is a lustful man, and he took the initiative to lock the door, which illustrates two problems.

1. He may use the waiter to deliver wine and talk about things, and he doesn't want to be disturbed.

Second, the door was locked, so that he could do what he wanted.

Taking advantage of the time to eat noodles, Fan Xiaotian came to the above two conclusions.

For a man with a ghost in his heart, he can't be forced, he has to be soft, in case something happens, at least he can delay for a while, and maybe he can find a way out.

Thinking of this, Fan Xiaotian saw that the noodles were almost eaten, she put down her chopsticks, glanced at the red wine on the side, reached out and picked it up, smiled at Song Zhennan, and said softly, "Mr. Song, come, I toast you!" ”

Fan Xiaotian took the initiative to toast, Song Zhennan was naturally very happy, smiled on his face, and said, "I heard that Miss Fan has a good amount of alcohol?" Then we need to have two more drinks tonight! ”

Hearing this, Fan Xiaotian's chest was dull, he pinched his throat and gasped lightly, and scolded secretly, "You girl, just drink, a bunch of nonsense!" ”

Endured it, Fan Xiaotian forced a smile and said, "Mr. Song, I drank three cups in a row, you tell me the answer, how about it?" ”

After speaking, Fan Xiaotian raised his wine glass and looked at Song Zhennan with a straight eye.

Drink and drink, Song Zhennan pretended to be stupid, but Fan Xiaotian knew it very well in his heart.

From entering the door to the present, Song Zhennan has not mentioned anything about Fan's 35% of the stock, do you want to wait until you drink too much and your head is confused, and then mention it?

If that's the case, maybe I'll have to eat with him tomorrow, tsk, it's really insidious enough.

Listening to Fan Xiaotian's words, Song Zhennan subconsciously raised his eyebrows, thinking, after three glasses, even if the amount of wine is good, his head will be dizzy, how can he still stay 100% sober?

Isn't that a plan in vain?

Thinking of this, Song Zhennan took a sip and said, "Miss Fan, are you going to exchange three glasses of wine for an answer?" ”

When the voice fell, Fan Xiaotian's heart tightened, his eyes quietly deepened a little, pursed his lips, and said, "Do you think it is appropriate for me to exchange a few cups for an answer?" ”

Poof, Song Zhennan laughed, sighed deeply, and said, "I'll tease you, you don't have to drink to change the answer, Yan Xin is behind the control of Fan's 35% of the stock." ”

When he said this, Song Zhennan's tone was calm, his face was unwavering, extremely calm, and after speaking, he deliberately touched the wine glass in his hand with the wine glass that Fan Xiaotian held in the air.

Bang, unusually harsh!

Fan Xiaotian raised his wine glass and froze in the air for a few seconds, as if his whole person was frozen.

But Song Zhennan lazily stretched the wine glass in his hand to his lips, sipped it lightly, and stared at Fan Xiaotian's pale little face without blinking.

My heart was splashing!

A weird smile on the corner of his mouth!

Long

Fan Xiaotian finally came back to her senses, she shook the wine glass in her hand, smiled at Song Zhennan, and said, "Mr. Song, let's open that Lafite later, how about it?" ”

When the words fell, Song Zhennan's brows tightened almost in a second, and he secretly thought, this woman is really difficult to deal with, she is not so easy to fool, it seems that she has to be ruthless.

Song Zhennan: "Miss Fan is really massive, Lafei has finished drinking, if you think it's not enough, we're ordering, okay?" ”

Fan Xiaotian: "Ha, Mr. Song, this is what you said!" ”

Song Zhennan: "Come on, cheers!" ”

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