When Cheng Xin saw the skirt on Lin Yimian's body, her face changed suddenly, and then she pretended to greet Lin Yimian as if nothing happened.

"Sister Yimian, I didn't expect to see you here." Cheng Xin's gaze swirled around Lin Yimian and Chu Huainan, and then asked, "Are you and Gongzi Chu also interested in this project?" ”

Cheng Xin was deeply impressed by Chu Huainan, and Chu Huainan's attitude towards her that night always made her linger. Most of the sons and brothers around Song Wenli are polite and polite to her, and sometimes they will tease them, although the relationship is not particularly good, but they get along well.

But Chu Huainan was an exception, he didn't seem to regard her as one of them from the bottom of his heart, and he didn't even want to introduce himself to her that night.

After going back, she checked Chu Huainan's relevant information and found that his relationship with Song Wenli was not close, so she felt a little better.

Lin Yimian didn't want to say more to Cheng Xin at all, nodded casually, turned around and left.

The banquet was full of all kinds of wine, Lin Yimian picked up a glass and sniffed it lightly, shook it and sniffed it again: "Fruity, floral, mineral, and a little sour?" ”

She held the foot of the cup and sent it forward, signaling Chu Huainan to hear it. The two stood very close, and the shadows in the light were intertwined, as if they were one.

Cheng Xin looked at the two of them and sighed in a low voice: "The relationship between Sister Yimian and Gongzi Chu is really good. ”

Song Wenli stared at Lin Yimian with cold eyes, and the smoky gray velvet dress adhered to her concave and convex curves, outlining a graceful figure.

She looked up at Chu Huainan, discussing something with him with a focused expression, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a little as she spoke.

Her eyes were always sparkling when she laughed, and Song Wenli couldn't help but recall the way Lin Yimian used to look when she was always circling around her.

"How's it going, isn't it a little sour?" Lin Yimian asked Chu Huainan expectantly.

Chu Huainan lowered his head and sniffed lightly, and affirmed: "It's sour." ”

Lin Yimian smiled contentedly.

*

While checking the information these days, she also tasted a lot of wine with Chu Huainan, and now she can taste some wine ingredients.

While the two were discussing with relish, a man in a tuxedo with a bow suddenly appeared next to him.

The man was very white, and his light blue eyes were clear and bright, and there seemed to be a glow of excitement inside.

"I wonder if I can invite you to taste this wine, this beautiful lady?"

The man handed over a glass of light red wine, his speech was very fast, and before the interpreter who was following him could speak, Lin Yimian had already taken the glass of wine and replied in standard French, "My pleasure." ”

She still smelled it first, and based on the experience she had summed up these days, she considered and said a few typical aromas. After seeing the man's faintly excited look, he continued to go down.

She speaks fluently and conversely with men. The number of people around them who were silently observing them gradually increased, including French translators brought by other companies.

Seeing that the two were having a good conversation, several company representatives also came over with their own translators. The man was very enthusiastic and spoke very quickly, and before the translator could finish a sentence, the man began to move on to the next sentence, causing several people to talk not on the same channel.

Later, the man focused more on talking directly with Lin Yimian. It wasn't until the banquet officially began, and the host said that Mr. Frank from Château Joyle would be invited to the stage to give a speech, that the man left with a smile on his face.

"Well done." Chu Huainan stood behind Lin Yimian, his eyes revealing a little admiration.

Lin Yimian looked at the man on stage and quietly breathed a sigh of relief, which can be regarded as a good start.

After drinking a lot of wine just now, Lin Yimian said to Chu Huainan and turned around and went to the bathroom.

*

The lighting in the bathroom was very good, and Lin Yimian made up some makeup by the way. After coming out, he unexpectedly saw a slender figure at the door - Song Wenli.

She only glanced at Song Wenli, and then looked away, as if she was looking at a stranger she met by chance.

"Are you helping Chu Huainan do something?" When he passed by Song Wenli's side, his wrist was pinched. Song Wenli stood up straight, staring at her with lowered eyes, and his tone was indescribable.

Lin Yimian said calmly: "He is now my boss." ”

"Resign immediately."

Lin Yimian glanced at Song Wenli strangely, and didn't understand why he could be so straightforward to dictate his work.

She withdrew her hand and said lightly, "This is my business." ”

Song Wenli didn't make any more moves, but just took a step sideways and blocked in front of Lin Yimian.

He pinched his eyebrows and said, "Are you getting my attention?" ”