The driver hurriedly turned the steering wheel half a circle and the car window slowly rose without any reluctance.
A cool breeze blew, Zhou Tao lowered his head with a self-deprecating smile, folded his arms, turned around and walked towards the community.
In the rearview mirror, Wang Hui glanced at Zhou Tao and said cautiously, "Master, I didn't expect that Madam lives in this kind of community. It looks like the access control and security measures are not very good."
Lu Wenzhou glanced at her and asked, "Why? Are you moved by her pity?"
Wang Hui quickly shook his head: "No, young master, I was talking too much."
Lu Wenzhou glanced at the rearview mirror and saw a delivery man on an electric bike almost bumping into her as he squeezed into the community gate. A security guard at the side pulled her back and she seemed to be thanking the security guard.
Then he withdrew his gaze and chuckled.
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Wen Qiao arrived at Fu Nanli's apartment almost at the same time as him. He had just returned from a flight abroad and was still wearing the captain's uniform. When Wen Qiao walked in, he was just putting down the captain's suitcase in his hand.
The man embraced her soft and slender waist, and a low and hoarse voice rang in her ears: "You can sell your boyfriend for 500 million, huh?"
Wen Qiao looked at him with a smile: "Five hundred million, it's a lot, how can I not be tempted?"
Fu Nanli carried the person to the living room and said, "Your boyfriend is worth hundreds of billions, and you are moved by a mere 500 million?"
Wen Qiao raised an eyebrow: "Hundreds of billions? That much?"
In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Wen Qiao got down from him, holding a bottle of champagne in her left hand, a rose in her right hand, and smiles dotted her eyes.
Fu Nanli put one hand in his trouser pocket, leaned lazily against the French window, and rubbed her hair with his other hand: "What are you doing?"
Wen Qiao looked sly, "I salute you, Mr. Fu, the investor with a unique vision. Your first film has been nominated for five Golden Lion Awards."
Fu Nanli took the rose and placed it on a high round table beside him. He then took the champagne, found a corkscrew, opened the bottle cap, and poured a glass.
Wen Qiao was anxious: "Why just one cup?"
Fu Nanli held her waist and put the mouth of the goblet close to her lips: "You can only drink two sips."
"Believe it or not, my alcohol tolerance is still okay now. It has improved."
Fu Nanli narrowed his eyes at her and said, "You exercised at the wine table? How many parties have you attended?"
Wen Qiao hurriedly pushed his hand and slowly raised the wine glass, took a sip of champagne, and a little leaked out from the corner of her mouth. Fu Nanli wiped the corner of her lips with his rough thumb, and his Adam's apple rolled.
The fresh and refreshing fruity aroma filled his lips and teeth. Wen Qiao looked at him with a smile, "I didn't attend many parties. I just drank a few times with Lu Youyou and the others."
Fu Nanli held the wine glass and took two sips. The man tilted his head slightly, his Adam's apple sliding up and down, and the angle of his jawline was sexy and superior.
"Didn't I tell you not to drink when I'm not around?"
Wen Qiao narrowed one eye and gestured with his hand: "I only drank a little bit. I know my limits."
Fu Nanli pulled the person into his arms with one hand, and the faint smell of wine with a fruity aroma wafted into his nose, "From now on, you can only drink in front of me, do you hear me?"
Wen Qiao was embarrassed: "But you are very busy. In addition to taking care of company affairs, you also have to fly a plane. It is impossible for you to attend every dinner party of my small company."
Fu Nanli pinched her face and said, "Aren't they just a bunch of kids? Why drink alcohol? Just drink some beverages."
Wen Qiao smiled and said, "Everyone in our company is in their twenties. How can they still be called children? Brother, you are too far away from your early twenties, so do you think we are children?"
(End of this chapter)