Jiang Wanwan suddenly widened her eyes: "!"

He is so easy to talk to?!

Yan Jingyao stroked his chest and felt heartbroken: "For so many years of brotherhood, you have not been familiar with Miss Jiang yet, so it is better to contact me less in the future."

He Shengting turned around and left, not wanting to be his audience.

Jiang Wanwan wanted to clean up the scene, but the hotel manager became extremely polite: "If you don't have to do it, the cleaning staff will come over immediately."

"Sorry, I've caused you trouble." Jiang Wanwan said politely.

"How could it be, Mr. Yan's friend is our distinguished guest." The manager said respectfully, wishing he could put Jiang Wanwan on his palm.

After leaving the bar, Sheng Can could no longer control his gossip in his heart, "When did you meet the best man, you dare to hide your own personal information!"

"Who?" Yan Jingyao or He Shengting?

Sheng Can hit her with his elbow, "Don't pretend to be stupid with me. I've been in the media industry for so long and have come into contact with a lot of celebrities in the film and television industry. Just now, Mr. He came over, and I felt dizzy. That handsome face was far beyond the average level in the entertainment industry. It's not an exaggeration to say it's a plastic surgery template."

"It's not that exaggerating, why do I think... Mr. Yan is more handsome?" Jiang Wanwan recalled the faces of the two men. Yan Jingyao's appearance clearly appeared in his mind, while He Shengting's facial features were blurred.

Naturally, Yan Jingyao won perfectly.

"Cough cough!" A pretentious cough made Jiang Wanwan come to her senses.

When I turned around, I saw He Shengting and Yan Jingyao standing behind them at some point.

Yan Jingyao clenched his hand into a fist and coughed lightly on his lips. He Shengting's slender figure was as tall as a pine and cypress, and his handsome face was chilling.

Jiang Wanwan suddenly felt as if struck by lightning, and smiled bitterly, which was even worse than crying.

He Shengting sneered: "You don't have to come here to get the painting tomorrow."

As he said that, he got into the car.

Jiang Wanwan felt anxious and went forward to knock on his car window.

He Shengting coldly asked the driver to drive without even showing his face.

Jiang Wanwan chased the car for two steps, extremely depressed.

"It's over!" The cooked duck flew like that. How could she explain to Yan Jingyao now?

The victim Yan smiled innocently: "Miss Jiang, although I am very happy that you have such a vision, I can wait for Mr. He's painting!"

As he said that, he waved goodbye to her and got in the car and left.

Jiang Wanwan drooped her shoulders and tried to get a little comfort from Sheng Can, "He shouldn't be so stingy, right?"

Sheng Can also feel that the passing years was not good, but to be honest, "From his expression, it will."

Jiang Wanwan sighed long, "Why did he just remember that I said he was not as good as Mr. Yan? You even praised him as being better than a male star!"

Sheng Can's words made her heart beat, "This shows that your words are quite effective in him."

Is there any?

Regardless of whether there is or not, Jiang Wanwan needs a buffer period before the painting is repaired.

The next day, she sent the painting to her grandfather's close friend for repair, and then contacted Tan Mo.

Tan Mo's reply was that Mr. He had a full schedule and had no time to see her.

"I have something important to see him, twenty minutes, no! Ten minutes are fine." This time she wanted to praise He Shengting to the sky to make him feel at ease. Maybe she would lend her the painting when she was happy.

Tan Mo's answer is very formulaic: "Mr. He will have a business cocktail party to attend later. Even if you have time, you will have to go after the cocktail party."

"I can wait!"

Tan Mo had no choice but to report the address to her.

The reception was set up in a six-star hotel. Jiang Wanwan didn't think about going in. But as soon as he got off the car, Tan Mo's phone call came.

"The temperature is low these two days, come in and wait. I'll come out to pick you up immediately."

Jiang Wanwan hurriedly said, "Thank you, will it waste your time?"

Tan Mo smiled: "I am not the protagonist of this kind of cocktail party."

Jiang Wanwan is very grateful. But why can’t Tan Mo’s good character influence his boss and let someone have such kindness?

After a while, Tan Mo came and led her in.

The chief assistant of the President of He's face was swiping all the way in without any obstacles.

Tan Mo took her to a greenhouse, "I have something to do, I can only let you wait here for a while."

Then he pointed outside the glass room, "There is food outside, so if you are hungry, you will take it yourself."

"It's okay, you guys end up there, just call me." Jiang Wanwan didn't want to bother him too much.

Tan Mo nodded and pulled out toward the brightly lit hall.

Jiang Wanwan only had time to look at this greenhouse garden.

In my memory, I have never seen such a large flower house. The beautiful flowers bloom in the air. The light fragrance of flowers is not pungent. It is obvious that the top gardener was carefully treated.

In such a beautiful place, there is naturally not only Jiang Wanwan who can enjoy the flowers.

Hearing the footsteps, she turned her head and saw several well-dressed women coming in.

The leader was wearing a luxurious dress, and he didn't know what material the skirt was cut, and it shone with a gentle luster under the light, which was extremely gorgeous.

"Hey, I thought there was no one here. The dance party was about to begin, and all the people with a little bit of face were gone. Secretary Li, let's hurry up too." Another woman spoke with anxious tone.

At the same time, he was a little disdainful of Jiang Wanwan who came out of nowhere in the flower room. He was wearing casual clothes and didn't even have a decent dress.

No matter how beautiful it is, what's the use? You can't get on the table at first glance.

Sometimes women's jealousy comes inexplicably, and the sarcasm comes to light with this emotion.

If Jiang Wanwan spoke up, she would become their kind. So she just glanced over coldly and walked to the depths of the flower room.

Not seeing or feeling upset.

"It's still early. When I'm invited to dance later, my legs will be exhausted. Let's rest here for a few minutes." Secretary Li, who was in charge, said in a sweet voice.

The woman's words were filled with pride, and she walked over the flower wall behind her. Jiang Wanwan turned a deaf ear, sat on the bench, took out a book on the restoration and research of ancient paintings and read it.

"I think it's better to go in as soon as possible. Mr. He is still waiting. Speaking of which, Secretary Li is so lucky. I have never heard of him letting us choose as a female companion! Just thinking about standing by his side makes me feel suffocated."

Secretary Li smiled and said, "I feel even more nervous when you say this. What if I embarrass Mr. He later?"

"Although Mr. He is strict in business, he has received so many years of elite education in foreign countries and is very gentlemanly. Not to mention being his female companion, sometimes he glances over and my heart beats like crazy."

When women talk about He Shengting, they are always full of admiration. He does have that fascinating charm.

"There will be the moon before getting close to the water. Maybe Secretary Li will be invited to dance by him later."
Chapter completed!