The scene was dead silent, and the pause button was pressed collectively for the portraits. It wasn't until Jiang Fang laughed blankly that Xu Qiao was convinced that what she saw was not a still picture.
"Little sister, how do you know?" Jiang Fang asked amusedly.
Shen Dang tugged at his sleeve, signaling him to shut up, and gently pointed to Cheng Lang's strange expression.
"Because..." Xu Qiao pulled her long black curly hair to her back, turned around and picked up a goblet filled with orange-red wine, and walked in front of Cheng Lang, "I am that little girl."
Jiang Fang saw her face clearly, and said in a daze: "Hey, wait a minute, I seem to know you, you are the gourd of Jinlu Jewelry..."
Xu Qiao looked at him sideways, with great confusion in her big eyes: Are you okay, brother
Jiang Fang immediately fell silent, stretched out his hand to signal her to continue.
Xu Qiao turned her gaze back to Cheng Lang, tilted the goblet slightly in her hand, and made a very beautiful and generous gesture to invite wine: "Let's get to know each other formally, Jinlu Xu Qiao, the two of you, Xu Qiao, soar up to the sky."
The four men except Cheng Lang looked at the long-legged, slender-waisted woman with bright makeup in front of them, with question marks on their heads one after another: Is this a soft girl? Wronged at work? Is the financial condition of the family normal? Twitchy, especially pure
Everyone held their breath and dared not breathe, and secretly looked at Cheng Lang who was staring at Xu Qiao without blinking.
Anyone who is familiar with Cheng Lang knows that this man's social skills are excellent, he is calm and calm even in rough scenes, and he treats women with courtesy and care. A cold spot like this might not be a big deal to ordinary people, but to Cheng Lang, it was already a serious mistake.
Finally, they saw that after a long silence, Cheng Lang blinked twice extremely slowly, stood up, and tapped the wine glass in his hand against Xu Qiao's wall: "Lan Chen Cheng Lang, He Mu Cheng, Lang Da Lang waves."
After speaking, the two retracted their hands, raised their heads and drank the wine in the cup in one gulp.
For some reason, Jiang Fang wanted to applaud this scene of meeting his opponent.
So he not only applauded, but also stood up and cheered: "Good!"
The other three had no choice but to stand up and applaud stiffly but politely. The whole scene looked like people celebrating the successful meeting between the leaders of the two countries.
Xu Qiao and Cheng Lang: "..."
The applause of the crowd was warm and sustained, and they looked at each other, "It's almost done, why are you still drumming?" "Aren't you too?" "I don't know where to put my hands after I stop." "Then what should we do now? We look like this." Not too smart"...
After making eye contact, the four of them finally stopped and looked at Cheng Lang unanimously, waiting for him to turn the tide and end this embarrassing part.
Then they deeply understood what it meant to be "Your boss is still your boss".
Cheng Lang didn't seem to be disturbed by their stupid behavior at all, turned his head to the empty seat beside him, and asked Xu Qiao with a smile, "Come to sit with me?"
Xu Qiao pointed behind hesitantly: "I still have a friend..."
Cheng Lang made a "please" gesture, indicating that we can go together.
Zhu Li, who had been hiding behind the partition covering his face and pretending to be dead, had no choice but to stand up and wave to everyone: "Hi..."
Cheng Lang recognized Zhu Li at a glance, nodded to her, stepped aside, and introduced the four people behind her and Xu Qiao: "Langxin Technology-Jiang Fang, Nanwo Ventures-Shen Dang, Huixin Bank-Fangxing, Fang Sheng." He introduced Zhu Li to the four, "Leighton Hotel, Miss Zhu Li."
The four of them moved to the east side of the sofa under Cheng Lang's gaze, leaving the half circle on the west side to the two ladies.
Because of this layout, even if Xu Qiao and Cheng Lang in position C were next to each other, there was still a gap of one position between them.
But the atmosphere is not dry.
This is a circle of people, and the occasions they come and go often overlap. Over the years, they have met each other more or less. Even if they are not familiar with each other, they have at least heard of each other. After Xu Qiao and Zhu Li sat down, they both had something to say, and the first thing they talked about was the opening ceremony of Leighton a few days ago.
Xu Qiao obviously couldn't speak to the hotel industry. After Cheng Lang gave everyone a few words, he quickly jumped out of the topic circle and turned his head to ask her, "Aren't you going to work tonight?"
As soon as these words came out, the other people who "speak in Cao Ying's heart are in Han" continued to blah, blah, blah, and glanced at the two of them quietly. One of the five people talked about business model, one talked about brand value, one talked about strategic plan, one talked about chain franchise, and the other talked about mergers and acquisitions, and they were able to chat harmoniously.
"That's right," Xu Qiao replied with a sigh, "I've been working night shifts for four consecutive days."
"Why are there so many night shifts?"
There was a hint of complaint in Xu Qiao's tone: "Because I didn't have your call."
Cheng Lang's eyes changed slightly, and his eyes lingered on her face for a moment. He picked up his mobile phone, switched to the dial interface and handed it to her: "Your number?"
Jiang Xin felt itchy, so he withdrew from the offline group chat where the donkey's lips were not right. He also picked up his mobile phone and started an online hot chat among the three groups of "Mr. Lang and his prodigal brothers".
Brother Fang: "@妖妹, just this girl, tell me you're pure? Do you think Mr. Lang usually makes private calls casually? Isn't he so coquettish? I can't stand it!"
Brother Fang: "Also, you said she was embarrassed to accept more expensive skirts? Did you see that thing she was carrying in her hand, the Hermès Birkin bag, don't people think the skirts are not expensive enough?"
Brother Lang: "I didn't say that, these are the wise judgments of Boss Lang..."
Jiang Fang took a sip of wine and almost spit out, holding back his laughter until his whole body trembled.
Brother Fang: "A woman is indeed a book, and when you turn it over, it will overturn."
Shen Dang also began to tremble uncontrollably. It wasn't until Cheng Lang's gaze of shaking the knife in his smile swept over that he squeezed his thigh hard, held back his smile, and changed the subject: "Are the two ladies playing dice?"
Xu Qiao just finished saving Cheng Lang's mobile phone number, and replied in one go: "I can..."
At the same time, Zhu Li tugged at her sleeve: "She has never played before!"
Xu Qiao glanced at Zhu Li: "?"
What nonsense is this talking about
Zhu Li chuckled and explained to everyone: "She hasn't played before, but she can learn. Let her watch us play a few games first." As he spoke, he gently squeezed Xu Qiao's fingers, signaling her cooperation.
Xu Qiao said, "Then I'll check the rules with my mobile phone", and secretly sent a message to Zhu Li: "What are you doing?"
Zhu Li shook the dice with one hand and typed with the other: "I wanted to stop you when you rushed out to introduce yourself. According to my judgment, your Mr. Pagani likes pure models. You think you are not bold enough tonight. Let him know that you are the dice queen sweeping the nightclubs in Beicheng?"
Xu Qiao: "It's not that he himself said that he was too pure to do anything."
Zhu Li: "Can a man believe what he says in front of his brothers? It's like Hong Shixian saying, "You're so flirtatious." In fact, it's the same thing in his heart that he wishes you were even more flirtatious. Didn't you hear him laughing when he said you were innocent?"
Xu Qiao: "Oh, but this paper can't hold fire, and it's so tiring not to be yourself..."
Zhu Li: "You have to be yourself, can you wait for his brother to leave? You don't know, before you came, he boasted to this group of people how soft, pure and cuddly you are. From the moment he jumped out from behind the board, he was slapped in the face every second!"
Xu Qiao's face turned green, and she suddenly looked up at Cheng Lang.
Now it's the second round. He was shaking his dick calmly, noticed her gaze, and smiled at her: "Do you understand? If you don't understand, I'll teach you?"
Xu Qiao swallowed with difficulty: "... I'll take a look for myself." Then she picked up the phone again.
Zhu Li's new news came in quickly: "What kind of extreme gentleman spirit is it that makes him talk to you so intensely?"
Xu Qiao: "Suppress... the fire?"
Zhu Li: "Turn your head 45 degrees, see the throbbing veins on his forehead? Bow your head 60 degrees, see how far he is sitting away from you?"
Xu Qiao glanced up and down: "Whoa, why did you tell me such an important thing!"
Zhu Li: "You rushed so fast just now, I am electricity, I am light, I am the only myth, and I can't keep up!"
Xu Qiao: "Then is it too late for me to regain my purity?"
Zhu Li: "Please start your performance."
Xu Qiao put down her phone, took a deep breath, and slowly moved half a body closer to Cheng Lang: "I... I still don't seem to understand..."
Cheng Lang froze slightly the moment she approached, just in time to call dice in turn, and blurted out "fourteen".
Jiang Fang, who was next home, cheered: "Open!"
Cheng Lang lost the first game of the night.
Jiang Fang teased "Beauty is misleading", and urged him to drink.
Cheng Lang went down with a glass of wine, turned around and asked Xu Qiao, "Come and try?" Looking at her expression of "I don't know, I dare not, I'm so scared", she said, "It's okay if you don't understand, you shout, I'll drink. "
She imitated those white lotus whores in the prosperous age, bit her lip reluctantly, and nodded.
In the next session, Xu Qiao fully demonstrated what it means to "as big as the heart is, the stage is as big"-every round, almost every round, she either innocently scrambled to count up, or the opponent's winning ticket In the case of holding hands, he raised his hand and shouted "open" with an unstoppable solitary courage.
Cheng Lang took one cup after another, until Jiang Fang and Shen Dang began to count: Is the total amount of Lang up
Zhu Li also couldn't help but sent a message to Xu Qiao: "My dear little princess, can you pretend to be innocent? If you do this, people will think you want to get drunk on purpose, him!"
Xu Qiao was immersed in the artistic appreciation of "a man's throat is the sexiest when drinking", and it took him a while to see this news.
Just lost another round, seeing Cheng Lang reaching for the wine glass, her eyelids twitched and stopped him: "You drink too much, I'll do it, I'll do it after that."
Cheng Lang said "It's okay", and she drank it first, and said with a smile: "You play this way, I'm afraid you will get drunk."
Zhu Li: "...Okay, everyone knows Sima Zhaozhi's heart now: you should not only get him drunk, but also yourself."
Xu Qiao looked at Zhu Li with grievances.
Zhu Li: "Are you going to run away? But don't say you want to go home at this time. If you want to go home, he will not send you off. If I were his brother, I would definitely think that you are implying that he will do something that men and women like to do together." thing."
Xu Qiao slammed on the screen: "Are you wearing contact lenses today?"
Zhu Li: "?"
Xu Qiao: "Otherwise, why are you looking at me with colored glasses?"
But she really didn't want to say go home at this time, so she had to bite the bullet and continue playing, but she restrained a lot, and began to carefully report the number conservatively, drooping her eyelids, and sat listlessly beside Cheng Lang.
After a while, Cheng Lang turned his head and asked her, "Sleepy?"
"Ah, no, I'm in good spirits."
Cheng Lang glanced at the watch on the coffee table: "It's getting late, let's take you home."
"Oh..." Xu Qiao looked at Zhu Li with an innocent face of "it's not my fault", and followed Cheng Lang to stand up.
As soon as Cheng Lang shifted his gaze to Zhu Li, before he could speak, Jiang Fang and Shen Dang relieved his worries in unison: "Let's send Miss Zhu home."
"Then excuse me first." He nodded to everyone, looked at Xu Qiao, "Let's go."
The two took coats from the waiters respectively and walked out of the Muse side by side. Along the way, Xu Qiao glanced at Cheng Lang from time to time, wanting to ask him if he was unhappy tonight, but felt that it was wrong to say so much at this juncture, so she shut her mouth tightly.
Xu Qiao believed that with this man's insight, it was impossible not to notice that she was hesitant to speak, but he didn't have the slightest intention to speak.
It seems that all the tenderness and consideration he showed to her just now were all out of his cleanliness-like gentleman complex, and he made superficial articles in front of others in order to take her face into consideration.
Zeppelin had already stopped at the door, and Gao Rui was waiting by the car early, and respectfully opened the rear door for the two of them.
Cheng Lang made a "please" gesture to Xu Qiaoxian, and when she was short, her palm was slightly arched, and she placed it between her head and the edge of the car.
At this moment, an excited male voice sounded not far behind the car: "Second brother!"
Xu Qiao, who had just stepped into the car, froze in place in a posture that seemed to be swaying her head unexpectedly.
Cheng Lang turned his head and saw Cheng Ye approaching in three steps and two steps: "Second brother, what a coincidence, you just left the show! I just borrowed my car, so you can give me a ride!"
Hearing that the sound was getting closer, Xu Qiao hurriedly hid herself in the car, and gestured desperately to Gao Rui who was holding the car door, implying him to close the door soon.
Gao Rui looked at Cheng Lang's hand still resting on the edge of the car in embarrassment, trying to remind him, but he turned his head and was talking to Cheng Ye, so it was not easy to interrupt.
Cheng Ye, who came closer, noticed the situation here at a glance, and smiled: "Who is in the car, second sister-in-law?"
Xu Qiao turned her back hard.
Cheng Lang glanced at Cheng Ye: "Don't be silly."
"Say hello to my sister-in-law, why are you so talkative?" Cheng Ye smiled and bent over to look into the car, "You don't mind if I'm a light bulb, two..."
This sudden pause made Xu Qiao close her eyes in pain.
For the first time in her life, she discovered that being too recognizable is not necessarily a good thing.
A sense of despair that she forgot to read the almanac when she went out gradually filled Xu Qiao's heart.
Sure enough, Cheng Ye recognized her by virtue of her graceful silhouette: "Xu Qiao?"
The author has something to say: Qiaomei: Director Gu save me again!
Director Gu: I'm sorry Qiaoqiao, this time I'm electricity, I'm light, I'm the only myth, and I can't save you!