good night warlord

Chapter 479

Regarding other people's compliments, Mo Nanzhi smiled:

"Thank you." In fact, she was not used to wearing such a grand dress, and felt that as long as she moved a little bit more, she would be in danger of being exposed.

Although her friend said that she didn't need to consider such a possibility at all, she was still so worried that her sitting posture was tense.

Chi Xianmin opened his lips and exhaled smoke, and the blue and white smoke circle quickly dissipated in the night wind:

"Dress carefully, the student should look at you more."

Mo Nanzhi turned his face around, and looked at Chi Xianmin, whose face was half hidden in the darkness, in surprise,

What is well-groomed?Even if they were friends tonight, some of them deliberately changed into dresses and put on light makeup. Everyone will attend the reception tonight in formal attire. Mo Nanzhi could hear the faint sarcasm in his words, and it was a little inexplicable.

It took a while to realize that the Yansheng Chi Xianmin was talking about was Fu Yansheng, the protagonist of tonight's reception, who was also mentioned by a friend before.

Mo Nanzhi understood that Chi Xianmin was mocking her for dressing up so grandly today to attract Fu Yansheng's attention, and Qingyi told her that Fu Yansheng was a top-notch diamond single king, and that he would not miss this village if he missed it. The love object of this store.

She thought it was a little funny, and replied:

"According to what Mr. Chi said, I should face up to the sky today, and then wear ordinary clothes to Fu's reception?

It's just that, Mr. Fu should notice me at a glance, because no one will go to a high-class banquet in such shabby clothes. "

Chi Xianmin's action of preparing to smoke stopped on his sharp lips, and the self-deprecation in her tone made his brows tighten slightly:

"I didn't say that."

"Isn't that what Mr. Chi meant? I really don't deserve such nice clothes, and I shouldn't appear at such a reception. "

Chi Xianmin's fingers holding the cigarette butt tightened secretly, and a portion of the ash that had been burnt fell down due to shaking, and was blown by the wind all over the car.

Seeing her specially dressed up to go to a friend's banquet, he felt an unspeakable blockage in his heart. Now that he recalled that sentence, he also felt very sour. Hearing her self-mockery, he felt a little angry, it was so weird He seldom had such emotions, what happened to him?

"I didn't mean that." There was some irritability in his tone that he didn't realize.

"What does Mr. Chi mean?"

"I..." He raised his hand and brushed off the soot stained on his body, and found an excuse:

"Yansheng is a very good person, you and him are very suitable."

After saying this, Chi Xianmin felt as if a big stone had been stuffed into his heart, and he felt very uncomfortable.

Mo Nanzhi stared at his face, not knowing if he really felt that way when he said that, or if he was trying to cover up what he said before, so she turned her face away and looked outside at the bustling city.

There are many ordinary people in this city, busy and busy, only a small number of people can stand on the high pyramids and look down on these ordinary ants.

With her status, if she didn't happen to meet her good friend Gu Qingyi, she might never get in such a nice car, go to such a luxurious place, and even know this group of people standing at the top of the pyramid.

But she is very clear that a person will not change a person's essence because of a dress. She doesn't have so many wishful thinking, and her goal is very simple. Filming well, working hard to make money, and grandpa's health, peace and joy are enough:

"Mr. Chi is wrong. Mr. Fu and I are people from two worlds. He and I are not suitable anywhere."

Chi Xianmin turned around and looked at her. He thought her face would be a little sad, but unlike her alienated tone, her expression was very calm, as if she was talking about a very simple thing:

"You don't like Yansheng?"

He asked this sentence almost subconsciously.

After speaking, he realized that the cigarette he was twisting between his fingers had burned to the end, and he raised his hand to smash the cigarette butt into the ashtray. Chi Xianmin rearranged his suit and straightened his body.

"I like these two words. It's not suitable for me. My relationship with Mr. Fu is the same as my relationship with you, Mr. Chi. A friend of a friend can also be regarded as a friend."

Mr. Chi tugged at the tie around his neck and found that his mood was getting worse and worse.

Ten minutes later, the car arrived at the banquet location.

Gu Qingyi held Wartime Yan's arm, Mo Nanzhi lifted his skirt, and entered the banquet hall with Chi Xianmin.

As soon as the four people appeared, the old man of the Fu family, who was sitting in a wheelchair, came over accompanied by Fu Yansheng.

"Old Fu looks much healthier." Yan greeted during the war.

Fu Mingbo is already in his eighties. If it weren't for the special situation this time, Fu's executive president changed twice within a month, and he didn't want to come out to the scene even though he was old.

Gu Qingyi pulled Zhi Zhi and moved closer:

"Grandpa Fu, hello, I'm Shi Yan's wife, this is my friend, Mo Nanzhi, you can call her Zhizhi." Gu Qingyi shook Zhizhi's arm, motioning for her to say hello, Mo Nanzhi's face Shang faintly smiled, and greeted:

"Hi Dong Fu, Fourth Young Master Fu."

"Zhizhi, this is not the first time you and the Fourth Young Master have met. Why do you call him so unfamiliar? You can just call him Brother Yansheng, and Fu Dong is so unfamiliar. You can also call me Grandpa Fu, Grandpa Fu, you are right." Gu Qingyi said a little bit encouragingly.

Gu Qingyi's enthusiastic attitude did not escape Mr. Fu's eyes. After all, he is an old man who has been up and down in the mall for decades. When Gu Qingyi said this, he couldn't see that he was implying that his name, Mo Nanzhi, had a lot to do with his grandson. .

The girl in the dress in front of her has a clean temperament, and her appearance can be considered above average, but she looks a little reserved and petty, but there is a relationship between Yan and Gu Qingyi during the war, and Mr. Fu doesn't intend to expose it. He said with a smile:

"Since you are all friends, it doesn't matter to just call you by name, that's all, maybe you can't let go of me as an old guy here, so I won't get in your way here, you can talk about it."

Fu Yansheng asked the housekeeper to accompany his grandfather to socialize, and stayed here by himself.

"Congratulations, I'm going to call you Boss Fu from now on." Chi Xianmin patted Fu Yansheng on the shoulder, and took a sip from the waiter's hand.

Fu Yansheng brought a glass of wine to each of the others, knowing that Gu Qingyi was pregnant, he ordered the waiter to bring another glass of fresh orange juice.

"Come on, are you laughing at me or are you mocking me? I don't know how tiring it is to be the CEO. I used to be so relaxed. I want to get off work and do what I want to do. Now it's good. I have a lot of people staring at me for everything I do. Thinking about it, it may be difficult to join a drinking party in the future."

Chi Xianmin took another sip of wine and said:

"I saw my friend, go over and say hello." After speaking, he walked away with a glass of wine.

Gu Qingyi's joking sound came from behind him, Chi Xianmin didn't turn his head, he quickly finished his glass of wine, changed another glass in his hand, and walked aimlessly.

I don't really have any friends at all, I just don't want to be there.

"Go and find out, which family's daughter is Mo Nanzhi?"