Chapter 1157: Plan (1)
She can hold him or step on him, it's that simple.
In the past two years, An Baoshu has learned the most from her father. I am afraid that it is these methods. On the table, she has also seen her father’s friends use this method to clean up those fake college girls or female artists, and defeat them. Their self-esteem, give them some sweetness, then they will recognize their position and know what they want.
She has given him enough face, and he doesn't know how to cherish it, so he can't blame her.
Song Junfeng did feel the humiliation from the other party at this moment. What made him even more embarrassed was the humiliation being watched by a circle of wealthy children. People's interest and frivolous gazes were everywhere telling him that even if he had a huge fan, Even if he was so glamorous outside...
But in the eyes of these officials and businessmen, who were born with a golden spoon in their childhood and enjoyed the privileges brought by power and status all the time, he has always been an actor-like role, and even his achievements outside are so and practical in their eyes. The discord is ridiculous.
Song Junfeng clenched his fists, pursed his lips and turned his eyes to look aside. At the same time, he secretly told himself that this kind of thing has been experienced a lot, just like the past. These rich children are used to this kind of scene, no one is special If you care about his momentary embarrassment, you don't need to care about it.
Many years ago, the artists of the Heavenly King class in Hong Kong and Taiwan were humiliated by the black forces and kneeled in public at the banquet. The ancestors had been slapped in the face, and there was nothing he could not bear.
It's not that Song Junfeng didn't think about leaving with anger, but that will undoubtedly make him a laughing stock for this group of people in the future.
Wei Sheng stretched out at this time, and moved a vacant place to the side. "Miss An may have misunderstood. Song Junfeng is the friend I invited over."
An Baoshu turned his head, frowned and looked at Wei Sheng, "You?"
At the same time, Xin said, I intend to make friends with you today, and you played with me and relieved Song Junfeng. What is it now that Pureheart wants to go with me?
Wei Sheng turned to look at Song Junfeng, leaning back on the sofa, and said, "The party sponsor is Li Yang's father, and Li Yang is also my friend, so Song Junfeng is very casual at first, well... you don't need Miss An to be polite."
After that, he gestured to Song Junfeng's head. The latter was taken aback for a moment. Then he lifted his footsteps to stagger An Baoshu and walked towards the empty space beside Wei Sheng. At this time, Luo Qin suddenly grabbed his wrist and used His eyes gestured solemnly.
Song Junfeng followed Luo Qin’s gaze to An Baoshu, and saw that she had sunk below, knowing that Luo Qin was warning him. If he echoed Wei Sheng at this time, it would be equivalent to slapping An Baoshu in public. This relationship is even offended.
However, Song Junfeng just stayed silent for a while, and pulled away from Luo Qin's palm without a trace, and walked towards Wei Sheng.
He Jiaming was thinking about it. He didn’t know whether An Baoshu used himself to anger Song Junfeng, or use his own humiliation to suppress Song Junfeng, but no matter what, it made him feel unhappy. At this moment, he saw the situation develop in this direction. , It made him feel relieved, looking at Song Junfeng's back, he couldn't help but gloat.
Wen Yan, Mu Liangzhu, and Li Yang all looked at each other. The former was okay, but the latter two felt that the development of the situation did not end well. Li Yang changed his banter and said, "Since everyone is friends, then All present are my friends of Li Yang, and no one needs to be polite to anyone."
This seems to be in the middle of reconciliation, but everyone has a taste, and they all feel that he is favoring, and who is favoring? It's definitely not An Baoshu.
Because An Baoshu and Li Yang are friends, and the family is big, compared with Wei Sheng, the difference in strength is obvious at a glance. Now Wei Sheng's words have blocked An Baoshu's face, but Li Yang said at this time that everyone is his friend, and he meant to warn An Baoshu to sell him face and don't care about it.
If we understand it from another level, it is also equivalent to tacitly acquiescing Wei Sheng, which means that An Baoshu's courtesy to Song Junfeng is indeed nosy.
Li Yang's voice fell to the ground, An Baoshu could not vent, his face was ugly and tight.
At this moment, a waiter suddenly came to this table, "Who is Miss Wei, Wei Sheng."
Wei Sheng raised his eyes and said, "I am."
The waiter bowed and handed out a note. Because everyone was unknown, Wen Yan frowned and asked, "What does this mean?"
The waiter pointed to the rear and said, "It was a gentleman who asked me to pass it to Miss Wei. He only said that there is an important matter and that it needs to be interviewed separately."
Wei Sheng took the note and unfolded it, and the corner of his lips couldn't help holding a smile. If you look closely, it seems to be somewhat mocking or interesting.
Then she stood up and said, "I'll go there first."
Wen Yan curled his eyebrows, "Knowing?" The people who can come to this party are also people with identities. Why can't you just come out and say hello and invite them? You need to call people out to talk. appropriate.
Wei Sheng nodded with a smile, then patted Song Junfeng on the shoulder and said, "You can wait for me for a while."
Song Junfeng nodded calmly.
Luo Qin also stared at Wei Sheng uncertainly for a while.
Wei Sheng came to the balcony at the end of the hall. This was a large double-doored balcony with only a small light on. From the glass door, you could see the area of ??two meters in front and back of the balcony, and you could hardly see it further down. Arrived.
Before entering the balcony, she took a glass of red wine in the hands of a passing waiter, and then opened the glass door and stepped forward.
I saw Ruan Zhenhua's figure.
He was standing in front of the balcony railing and looking into the distance, with his back facing Wei Sheng. The light from the living room into the balcony glass door was blocked by people from walking around the door. Really.
Ruan Zhenhua stood upright with his hands empty, and when he heard the voice turning back, it happened to be bright, and Wei Sheng could see that his haggard face was full of exhaustion.
"Mr. Ruan, we met again." Wei Sheng stared at him with a smile.
The natural smile fell in Ruan Zhenhua's eyes, but it seemed to be extremely chilly.
The first time I met, in the dormitory of Pengcheng University, she had such a smile on her face. At that time, he only regarded her as a student who didn't know what to do.
At the second meeting, she also showed a smile like this in the police station. Although he knew her details, he looked up at the foundation he had worked so hard to build for many years.
At the third meeting, at the signing meeting with the Chinese American Group, she also wore this harmless smile. The seemingly natural smile contained confidence and confidence that did not match her age, which made people careless and recalled. It was shocked.
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