Chapter 239

Wang Qiong has known Fu Zhiran for more than two years, but she has never seen such a strong side.

After her books became popular, she was beaten down by other authors and blacked by them. She always had a high attitude of indifference.

I didn't expect that she would give in so strongly for a dining box.

She looked at her, stunned.

Seeing that the waiter didn't listen to his orders, Qin Yiyi burst into a rage, "I said I ordered it, didn't you hear me?"

The waiter trembled and nodded, "I'll arrange for Miss Qin right now."

She busily turned around. At this time, Wang Qiong said, "you can do as you like. I have hundreds of thousands of microblog fans. If you are snobbish, I'll immediately tweet. All the big V friends of Aite will expose your family and lower your reputation."

Then she turned on her mobile phone, opened her microblog and showed it to the manager in front of her.

When the waiter saw it, there was a flash of fear in his eyes.

Look at Qin Yiyi, the strong face, she bowed her head, submissive way: "I'll let our manager come here."

As she spoke, she took down the walkie talkie and called their lobby manager.

After a while, the lobby manager came. A man in his thirties had both appearance and temperament. Seeing Qin Yiyi, he immediately began to smile, "Miss Qin, you're here."

Qin Yiyi was infuriated by Fu Zhiran. Before the lobby manager came to her, she looked at him, pointed to Fu Zhiran and threatened strongly: "if you dare to book the box to them, I'll let my father find someone to close you tomorrow."

It feels arrogant and domineering.

The lobby manager was stunned, and his face became stiff for a moment.

Fu Zhiran's bright eyes flashed an ironic smile, hooked his lips, and then changed the tone of compromise, "forget it, the Qin family has a great cause and great influence, we'd better not embarrass the waiter, let's go."

Then she reached out and took Wang Qiong's arm and dragged her to the door.

Wang Qiong couldn't stop. She frowned and looked at Fu Zhiran, "Fu Zhiran?"

It was quite tough just now. How can the style of painting change?

This tone has already won this share. Isn't it a pity not to fight on?

Fu Zhiran ignored her and pulled her out of the luxurious revolving door.

Wang Qiong angrily pushed Fu Zhiran away. "Today, we have to fight for this tone. Even if it's selling iron, we have to eat here."

Just now, she was very distressed about money, but now, if you want her to eat a meal, she will eat it.

"I'll treat you to dinner another day." Fu Zhiran said with a smile, and then stretched out his hands to please Wang Qiong's arm.

Continue to drag her by force.

Wang Qiong looked at the smile on Fu Zhiran's face. It was a bit enigmatic. She frowned and looked at her. "You were very successful just now. Why didn't you have any prospects for such a while?"

"It's not interesting." Fu Zhiran curled her mouth and shook her head.

I don't want to argue with that kind of people.

But Wang Qiong is not stupid, she frowned, with suspicious eyes staring at Fu Zhiran's face, "you deliberately, and the 250 bar, let the 250 in public to show off how powerful their family is."

Fu Zhiran Du mouth, dissatisfied with the answer to Wang Qiong, "Wang Qiong students, you think I'm too dark."