When Ji Xianzheng met, the first thing he said was: "Why do you dress Xiao Wen so maturely?"
Fu Nanli's thoughts were exposed, and his face darkened, "For formal occasions, if we don't wear this, then how do you think we should wear it?"
Ji Xianzheng vaguely felt that every word his cousin said was tinged with tension.
He is angry, he is angry.
Ji Xianzheng raised his eyebrows: "Okay, okay, I didn't think it through. Sit down quickly."
The small banquet hall was covered with Turkish brown-red carpet, and there was a podium on the stage which was the same reddish-brown color, giving it a heavy texture that reflected the passage of time. Wen Qiao and Fu Nanli were sitting in chairs, and the light reflected from the crystal chandelier above their heads fell on Fu Nanli's face. He was wearing a hand-made tailor-made suit.
Deity.
These were the only words she could think of.
This word seemed to be tailor-made for him.
He went on stage to receive the award. It was the city leader who personally presented him with the certificate of honor. Fu Nanli stood on the stage and gave a speech to express his gratitude for the award. Wen Qiao looked at him with endless admiration.
He is a hero.
He saved many people.
She was deeply moved and proud of him. He was the glorious light that guided her to the light on her life path.
After Fu Nanli made a brief official speech, Ji Xianzheng breathed a sigh of relief. He felt that Fu Nanli had given him face. He said everything he was asked to say, and the leaders also nodded frequently.
Fu Nanli walked off the stage with his leader, holding the red certificate of honor.
After the commendation meeting, Ji Xianzheng went to see the leaders off, while Fu Nanli and Wen Qiao left the State Banquet Hall together.
Many reporters gathered at the door, eagerly hoping to get a glimpse of Mr. Fu's true appearance.
Unfortunately, Fu Nanli got into the car as soon as he left the banquet hall.
The windows of the black sedan were all dark, and the camera couldn't capture the scene inside at all. It could only follow behind and shout a few words, "Captain, please say a few words."
"People want to hear your thoughts on this incident."
'Netizens want to see you.'
The car had already gone far away. Fu Nanli raised his eyebrows. Firstly, he was a pilot, and secondly, he was a businessman. He had no interest in being a star, and he would not appear in front of the camera.
Xu Shen was also in the car. He smiled and turned back and said, "Although you didn't show up, Captain, there are waves of Weibo posts about you online."
The top tall, rich and handsome man, the young master of the Fu family, this title alone is enough to satisfy the fantasies of thousands of girls.
What's more, this young master is not like those dandy young masters active in entertainment gossip magazines who only know how to pick up young models, race cars, and do all kinds of crazy things on the edge of the law. This young master graduated from the Massachusetts Institute of Technology, and after graduation he joined the civil aviation industry to fly passenger planes. Moreover, he turned the tide in an inevitable air crash.
What kind of perfect character could only appear in a novel
Although Fu Nanli's photos have never been circulated on the Internet, it does not prevent him from having a large number of fans.
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Su Yun and Ji Mingyuan's wedding was scheduled for the May Day holiday.
The light door in the living room was open. It was raining outside, and the spring rain and breeze rushed into the house, without feeling cold on my face.
Su Yun wrote the guest list on a piece of red paper: "It seems that there are not many people."
She only has one brother in Haicheng.
Wen Qiao: "Aunt Xiaojun will definitely come back, right?"
"Well, I told her. She was very happy for me. She will come back when the time comes."
Wen Qiao took a bite of the apple and asked: "Are Su Ying and her family also invited?"
Su Yun glanced at her: "Didn't your brother invite us to his wedding? It's a matter of reciprocity..."
Gods (qi, second tone)
(End of this chapter)