Chapter 408

In the dining room

Half a glass of wine fell on Yan Wangchuan's clothes, and his whole face was completely black.

"Mr. Yan, I'm so sorry. I'll clean it for you." Gao Xue's face turned white with fright. She looked too frightened. A group of people on the side didn't expect this kind of "accident" and didn't know what to do.

Gao xuexu was in a hurry. He reached for his hand and tried to help him whisk the drinks

Song Fengwan stood not far away, also did not expect to have this kind of Sao operation.

The wine spilled on his chest.

So precise?

It's a pity that Gao Xue's hand hasn't touched him yet. Yan Wangchuan raises his hand directly

"Pa --" a sound.

When he knocked out her hand, Gao Xue's strength was always very strong. Gao Xue's body staggered backward. If someone didn't hold it back, he was afraid that he would fall down.

The whole wrist was flicked away, her whole arm felt numb instantly, and her hand was extremely painful.

Yan Wangchuan had already got up and took off his coat. Seeing the wine stains on it, his eyes were even colder.

"Mr. Yan, I didn't mean to. I'll clean the clothes for you." Gao Xue withstood the stabbing pain from her wrist and forced out a smile from the corner of her mouth.

"Teacher Gao didn't mean it."

"Yes, Mr. Yan, don't worry about it."

……

The people around help to make it right.

Yan Wangchuan was always a man with rare expression, and now he looked gloomy, which added a bit of horror.

"Miss Gao is also an adult, one is not drunk, and the other is not shaking. Why can't she hold a glass?" Yan Wangchuan questioned, his eyes were fixed, and his voice was even lower.

"Someone just pulled me. I was not careful until..."

Gao Xue has asked about Yan Wangchuan for a long time. She has just got married and is pregnant. She is famous in the circle for her abstinence. Gao Leng is hard to conquer, but Yan Wangchuan can bring her not only opportunities and wealth, but also more

She must want to get close to him.

By any means.

She used to be a tutor. Later, she won the gold medal of Heming cup. She was employed as a lecturer by the Academy of fine arts of Peking University. She has a position and salary, but universities and enterprises can't match her.

Yan Wangchuan squinted, "that's quite a coincidence. It happened to be on me?"

"Give me your clothes. I'll send them to dry cleaning for you. You can give me your address later. I'll send them to you myself."

"I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to."

"Shall I buy you a new set later?"

Gao Xue apologizes. She is a beautiful woman with a modest attitude. Her eyes are still red because she is worried. She seems to cry. No one is embarrassed to continue yelling.

But everyone seems to have forgotten how Yan Wangchuan could have so-called sympathy.

"Do you want my address?"

In fact, Gao Xue's intention can be seen by many people present. This man is not stupid in society.

"No, how could I..." Gao Xue explained quickly.

"I am a married person. As a woman, the most important thing is to be reserved and solemn. Don't you know? Don't you think it's impolite to touch a man directly? " Yan Wangchuan raises eyebrows.

"I was in a hurry."

"That's not the reason why you're so frivolous with me."

Song Fengwan stood not far away, almost laughing.

It's really Yan Wangchuan. He's powerful.

Gao Xue's face is blushing. It's the first time that she meets this kind of person. Even if the oil and salt don't enter, she still speaks so directly and mean. Doesn't she hit her face intentionally?

In fact, there are some hidden rules that we don't talk about, but we all know from the bottom of our hearts that if we break them by force, it's really embarrassing.

"I'm married and I have a wife. I hope Miss Gao will not do such a wrong thing in the future. People in the industry know that I have a bad temper."

Yan Wangchuan's meaning is obvious

I have a wife. Get as far away as you can.

"No, Mr. Yan, I..."

When Gao Xue wants to explain again, song Fengwan comes out from a distance and stands beside Yan Wangchuan.

"Late Song Dynasty?" Gao Xue obviously didn't expect to meet her here, but she was surprised and suspicious.

"Miss Gao, it's a coincidence that you're eating here too." The Song Dynasty was full of laughter.

"You..."

"Oh, my dad and I are out for dinner." Song Fengwan laughs innocently at her.

"Dad?" The snow nearly fainted.

Song Fengwan's information was checked when she entered school. Only her mother was filled in the information card. It seems that she either lost her father or divorced from a single parent. How could a father emerge out of thin air.

At the moment, she recalled that Yan Wangchuan's wife and daughter were very old. How dare she be song Fengwan?

Why is the world so small.

Dad?

This title also surprised Yan Wangchuan.

He and Qiao Aiyun have been together for such a long time. Song Fengwan always calls him uncle Yan. Even if he marries Qiao Aiyun, it's the same. Although he is a stepfather in name, it's not too much to call his father. After all, song Fengwan is too old to ask for something.

Even if Song Feng calls him uncle all his life, he doesn't care. It's just that suddenly, Dad

It made him uncomfortable.

The roots of the ears are faintly red, and the old face is also faintly red.

"This is Mr. Yan's daughter." There was another reminder on the side.

"Mr. Gao, what are you doing here?" The Song Dynasty was full of knowledge.

Now not only Gao Xue was embarrassed, but even the uncle who came to toast felt embarrassed.

My daughter is here, but she made it.

If you want to seduce Yan Wangchuan, you have to choose a time. It's embarrassing.

"When I had dinner with my friends, I knew that Mr. Yan was here. I admired him for a long time. I came here to propose a toast. I accidentally spilled the wine on his clothes. I don't want to help him wash them and give them to him." High snow, simple explanation.

"Just give him a dry cleaning fee. I'll help him with the clothes." Song Fengwan said with a smile.

Gao Xue is stupid. He can operate like this.

But Song Feng was here late, and Gao Xue couldn't say anything. Finally, he really gave her 500 yuan.

……

After a meal, Yan Wangchuan sent song Fengwan back to school as usual.

Song Fengwan holds Yan Wangchuan's clothes in his hand and puts them on the tip of his nose. They smell of wine. "There's a dry cleaner next to our school. I'll show you the way later and send the clothes to be cleaned directly."

"Well." At the moment, Yan Wangchuan's mood is hard to calm because song Fengwan shouts his father.

"How did you meet Mr. Gao just now?"

"The people who said hello before are the organizers of her personal design exhibition."

Song Fengwan suddenly, Yan Wangchuan seems to have mentioned it to her, "she just wanted to..."

"Seduced me, pushed away by me." Yan Wangchuan is not a fool. He's been in the shopping mall for so long. If he can't see enough of this, he's really stupid.

"Oh." Song Fengwan thought he really didn't know.

"I'm absolutely loyal to your mother."

The desire for survival is full.

"Yes, yes." Song Fengwan nodded.

"Don't tell her about it. She's not very good tempered recently, and she's easy to think about it."

"Good."

Qiao Aiyun's age is there. After she got pregnant, many things about yutangchun were handed over to Qiao Xiyan. She had a baby at ease, but she stayed at home for a long time. She didn't have any friends in Nanjiang. After a long time, she was upset at the bottom of her heart.

"Your uncle and cousin are coming on Sunday." Yan Wangchuan said suddenly.

"Ha?"

"Remind Fu Chen that he should be restrained recently and don't bump into the edge of the knife. Before his father's birthday party is held, he will have a funeral ahead of time."

Song Feng coughed twice in the evening, "why did they come here ahead of time?"

She had called Qiao Xiyan before, and it was reasonable that they would arrive in the capital the day before the Fu Laoshou banquet.

"Their father and son have been out for a long time. They went to the northwest to buy chicken blood stones. It is said that the quality of the materials this year is not good. They will finish their journey ahead of time and come early."

"All right." Song Fengwan took a deep breath.

"Let that boy tighten his skin recently, and don't really cause death at that time."

Song Fengwan nods, takes out his mobile phone, and prepares to send a message to Fu Chen.

**

Gao Xue on the other side, after being "humiliated" by Yan Wangchuan in public, is still out of his wits when he returns to the box.

"Mr. Gao, Mr. Yan is such a person. The whole circle is famous for his bad temper and tough speech. Don't worry about it."

"General manager Yan is the same to everyone. He has never been a person who can show mercy on jade."

"It's too difficult to deal with him, but Yan's way is high-end customization, with stable passenger flow. A single business can take a year, and he doesn't need to deal with us."

"Many of these artists are very noble. Just like his master, Mr. Qiao is also famous for his stubbornness in the circle. He has few friends, but they are all confidants who can make friends with each other. In fact, I quite envy them for this."

In this society, only standing in a certain position can you act without looking at others' faces. In the final analysis, you have to have real ability.

"But I didn't expect that he was really infatuated. He waited for more than 20 years until his younger martial sister divorced..."

Yan Wangchuan has too few gossip. The only thing they can comment on is marriage.

Gao Xue is so lost that he can't hear what these people are talking about. He doesn't even hear about song Fengwan's mother's family background.

She is full of song Fengwan's smiling face at the moment.

When she was in the tutoring class with song Fengwan, she already had a bad relationship. She knew that song Fengwan must have a background, but she never thought that she would be Yan Wangchuan's stepdaughter.

Her design draft was rejected by Yan Wangchuan. Is there her factor in it

Has she seen her own design?

There is a ghost in this person's heart. Naturally, there is a problem with everything. She is really flustered at the moment, for fear that things will be revealed.

Is it to wait and see, or to strike first?

Her design draft has been exposed for a long time. Song Fengwan is just a person without any fame. Naturally, who exposed this kind of thing first is who, unless she can prove that she designed it early?

But a few pieces of paper alone, the evidence is too weak.

Even if there is a Yan family behind her, unless there is strong evidence, no one can say who copied who.

"... Mr. Gao, what are you doing? Mr. Qi is toasting you." The man at her side pushed her.

"Oh, sorry, Mr. Qi." Gao Xue got up in a hurry.

**

Duan group at the moment

Fu Shen and Duan Jia cooperated in the development of the new area, and the investment was relatively large, so the main heads of the departments of the two companies gathered together.

As soon as he met Duan Linbai, the guy patted him on the shoulder and said something.

"Oh, the third grandfather is coming!"

If it wasn't for his company to save face for his little boss, Fu Chen would not have kicked it.

"... in fact, the most difficult problem in the development of the new area is the demolition. Because the government has designated that area as a new area, many old residents are reluctant to demolish it, or feel dissatisfied with the compensation, so they always delay. "

"Lin Bai, what do you think of this?" Duan's father also came to the meeting.

"It must be demolished. Otherwise, how can we build a shopping mall?" Duan Linbai is so tongue tied.

"It's related to the real interests of the company. This matter needs to be solved as soon as possible. Fu Chen has been busy recently. I think it's better to leave this matter to you."

Duan Linbai is silly.

what the fuck!

No one knows that it's the most difficult thing to do demolition. It's just about asking for money. Some of them are really nail households. The prices are exorbitant, but they can't be forced to demolish. You can't be rude when you encounter unreasonable ones. It's very hot to put them on anyone's hands.

"Lin Bai, it's all October. It's better to finish it by the end of the year, so that the construction can start next spring."

Duan Linbai laughs. You are really my father. How can I throw such a terrible thing to him?

Fu Chen picks an eyebrow and takes a gloating look at him. His mobile phone vibrates. He takes a look at Song Fengwan's message.

My uncle and cousin arrived on Sunday. Uncle Yan asked you to tighten your skin

Duan Linbai just wanted to discuss this matter with Fu Shen. As soon as he turned around, he saw that Fu Shen was worried.

what the fuck!

I took a hot potato, but I didn't show this expression. Who do you show me.