When Tingting saw Wu Longfan's head-shrinking appearance, she was shocked, "You Wu Longfan, you blew up in the sky and darkly when you sucked me, saying that you were millions in minutes, calling the wind and rain in Xicheng, and everyone respected it. Now when someone teases your girlfriend, you don't even dare to let go of anything. You are such a coward!"

Tingting was anxious and struggled to pull her hand back. She muttered aggrievedly: "Mr. Yan, don't do this... Wu Longfan is my boyfriend, go find someone else..."

Yan Quwei had actually seen the relationship between the two, but he was so good at it.

Of course, the play still needs to be performed. He pretended to be puzzled and looked at Wu Longfan: "Mr. Wu, is this your girlfriend? Oh, why didn't you say it earlier... You see, I'm making a fuss about this. Forget it, I don't have the shame to stay here anymore... Master Luo, sorry, I'll say goodbye first."

When Yan Quwei stood up, Luo Shangqian looked at Wu Longfan, and the cold light in his eyes was self-evident.

After a brief entanglement, Wu Longfan hurriedly stopped Yan Quwei, comforted him and sat down, and smiled like a pug, "Mr. Yan, this girl is messing with you, what kind of girlfriends are not girlfriends, we are just ordinary friends."

"You!" Tingting's eyes were covered with tears of grievance. Although she was a materialistic woman who everyone said was quite disdainful, she also had her own girl plot. She also fantasized that Wu Longfan could stand up like the prince charming in the fairy tale, not afraid of power, get up and hug her in her arms, and shouted at Yan Quwei's righteous words: This is my woman. If you dare to touch her, I will be polite to you!

Even if you can't do it so cool, it's okay to be a little tougher.

But at this moment, seeing Wu Longfan look like a soft cock, Tingting's disillusion was shattered. She stood up with tears in her eyes, picked up her coat without saying a word, and prepared to leave.

Yan Quwei is a person with status and is not as scattered as a hooligan. He just lit a cigarette and said lightly: "You can leave at any time, please give me some advice. But if the company fires you, don't complain."

Tingting's expression stagnated... Yes, Yan Quwei has 20% of the shares in the top companies like Qiushui Yiren. If he doesn't say that he can call for the wind and rain in the circle, he is at least a big shot. With just one sentence, all companies in the circle, regardless of size, will refuse to cooperate with her, and this industry will not be able to survive...

She has not studied hard since she was a child. After graduating from college, she caught the wave of traffic era and gained a little fame by shooting short videos, which made her current modeling job.

Because she has a low education and is used to making quick money, she is too lazy to learn those skills that take a long time. She can't do anything except posing and walking on a catwalk.

If this job is lost and is banned by Yan Quwei's circle, and all the financial owners abandon her, then there will be nothing...

Thinking of this, Tingting froze while she was still there, turning around silently, and shed tears in grievance.

Yan Quwei showed a meaningful smile and stretched out his hand to her: "Come on, sit next to me, let's have a good chat."

Tingting walked over with sobs.

The future, who had never spoken out, looked at Tingting. He had no mercy on Tingting. This woman treated him as a backup tire, and he remembered this hatred. Now both men and women were both embarrassed, and he felt so happy.

But don’t forget that Tingting’s nominal “blind date” tonight is nominally a “blind date” with the future, at least that’s what parents of both parties think.

If Tingting was wronged tonight and went home crying, then her family would ask Wang Huizhu to tell her that Wang Huizhu would definitely think that she was bullying her in the future, then she would be in trouble for eight lifetimes.

Just then, the waiter brought the fried rice made by the chef and said, "Hello, which fried rice is the fried rice?"

(The cowardly trash, grandpa teaches you how to be a human being.) The future glanced at Wu Longfan and stood up to greet the waiter.

Just when he took the fried rice in the future, he deliberately pretended to slip his hand and splashed the fried rice on Yan Quwei's head: "Oh, my hand slipped."

This egg fried rice was specially cooked with a lot of lard according to future requirements. When it was poured, Yan Quwei's greasy face suddenly became even more oily, and it also exuded the aroma of lard, making it look like a roasted suckling pig.

This "accident" shocked everyone, including Luo Shangqian.

Yan Quwei was stunned for a while, touched the lard on his face, and said furiously: "Do you want to die?!"

Future picked up the egg flower soup and poured it on Yan Quwei's head, and said in a bad tone: "Oh, sorry, my hand slipped again."

The egg flower soup was hot, and it was still steaming on Yan Quwei's head. He was so hot that he was soaked that he jumped up and down, and his already sparse hair was missing a few pieces.

Tingting looked at the future blankly. No matter what, she didn't expect that the one who helped her stand out was the poor teacher she looked down upon before.

Soon, Luo Shangqian stood up with a cold face, the chill in his eyes as sharp as a blade: "Are you here to find trouble?"

In the future, throw away the seaweed soup bowl and said carelessly: "Comrade Xiao Luo, the teacher will teach you a lesson. As men, we must have principles and not be filthy with the mentally retarded. Look at you, you are already so rich and so strong, and you will meet a little girl who is insulted in front of you, but you don't even dare to give up. I really doubt whether you are a man, I'm afraid you're not drinking too much soy milk, and the estrogen is high, so that thing is awkward."

Luo Shangqian's face was as gloomy as water, and he said coldly: "It's time to apologize now, otherwise you will want to look good."

Future casually scratched his crotch: "What a good idea? Do you want to show me how to stab Yan Quwei's oo? This is really pretty."

Luo Shangqian's eyes were filled with anger, but the person who was worth was not worth it would do it himself, so he immediately stood up with his right hand.

In an instant, ten black-clad bodyguards rushed out of the darkness of the banquet hall. Two people protected Luo Shangqian from left and right. The other eight people blocked the future from eight directions. They just waited for the young master to ask him to search for teeth.

Yan Quwei also recovered at this time and stared at the Future viciously: "Don't think about going back tonight."

Future shook his legs and said, "That's a pity. I can't keep my soul on your dead mother."

"You!" Yan Quwei was almost choked to death. He has been in the forefront for many years and has not encountered such a Zuan hunter for a long time.

Luo Shangqian was unmoved, but he had a cold and extremely coldness. He knocked his left wrist and used this action to convey a signal to the bodyguard: he had one hand deprived.

Future deliberately put on a scared expression: "Don't do anything randomly, be careful I call the police and arrest you."

Luo Shangqian sorted out his collar and raised a gloomy curve on the corners of his lips: "Did I hit you? They beat you, what does it have to do with me?"

Luo Shangqian's bodyguards are all professional. Not to mention eating for the employer, they will not hesitate even if they block bullets.

The other guests also noticed what happened here one after another. These social elites were very smart. Not only did they not come to ask about the cause, they even didn't even look at it, they left the scene calmly with their companions, preparing to create an "unseen" environment for Mr. Luo to close the door and deal with it themselves.

Just as the waiter was about to open the door and let the guests leave...

"Bang!" Without any warning, the door was kicked open.

A slender figure kicked the door and broke in. He walked at the pace of being beaten 8 times a night. He was wearing a baseball uniform that was incompatible with the scene and chewing bubble gum in his mouth.

She wrinkled her nose after entering the door and complained, "How come she smells of lard? Are you killing pigs here?"

When I saw this figure, I suddenly fell off.
Chapter completed!