Chapter 162

According to the information, Yang Yifan, the president of the group, is less than 30 years old and is very famous in the industry.

Xu Beicheng also inquired about some anecdotes. It is said that although Yang Yifan is talented and magnanimous, he is very aloof, arrogant and uninhibited. He has always been independent and hard to approach.

This is a hard bone to chew. What does madam want this person's information to do?

Seeing that Xu moling has been looking through the materials, Xu Beicheng said cautiously,

"madam, it is said that this person is not very close. If you want to see him, why don't you find someone from Ye's group to communicate with him first?"

Xu Mo Ling inclined eyes smile, "thank you for your kindness, no need."

She has never been in the habit of relying on others.

Joining the Chinese Designers Association is just the first step for her to enter the domestic design circle.

Xu moling's ultimate goal is to get Yang Yifan's recommendation qualification as soon as possible.

She wants "Cheng Mo Chen" to be popular in the circle, not "Mrs. Ye".

So Xu did not want to bluff people with the name of Ye Shiqian.

……

Yifan company downstairs.

At lunchtime, employees came out to eat.

Xu moling holds the information and stands far away, waiting for the prey to appear.

She doesn't need to identify Yang Yifan from the photos at all.

When Yang Yifan came out of the door, the bustling hall was cold.

There was a low air pressure around him, which made everyone around him leave him three feet automatically. Soon, an empty space was formed around Yang Yifan Xu moling knew that his goal had appeared.

"Ma'am..." Xu Beicheng called softly, "let me go?"

"Shh! You stay away from me! Don't follow me! Don't ask about it Xu Mo Ling snorted coldly and warned, "if you do something bad for me, I'll look back and see how I can deal with you!"

"Er, but Mr. Ye told me to take care of my wife..." Xu Beicheng's voice became smaller and smaller, murmuring.

"Ye Shiqian said he wanted you to listen to me!" Xu moling snorted haughtily.

"So it is Xu Beicheng turns his mouth.

"Do as I say. Stay away from me from now on. Don't show up within ten meters of me!"

Xu moling drives Xu Beicheng away impolitely. His beautiful eyes stare at Yang Yifan, who is approaching. He bumps into him at the right time.

"Hua La"

Xu moling intentionally dropped his materials on the ground, and several design drawings were scattered at Yang Yifan's feet, blocking his way.

Yang Yifan Dunzhu body shape, a face frost ground looking at Xu moling, did not bend over to help her pick up.

"Hey, you've spilled my design, and you won't even help to pick up things?" Xu moling got up slowly and looked at Yang Yifan coldly with a pair of beautiful eyes.

"You did it yourself." Yang Yifan holds up his arms, cold and arrogant attitude, it is with ye Shiqian have a fight.

“…… When you meet someone, you have to say sorry, right Xu moling's eyes are clear, and he has nothing to look for.

"I'm sorry you touched me. You should have said that." Yang Yifan is indifferent at all.

"Yes? Can I invite you to lunch and express my apology? " Xu moling hooked his lips and showed a sly smile.

It's always her forte not to play according to the routine.

"No way." Yang Yifan snorted coldly and walked away with two long legs.

Anticipating that he would be shriveled, Xu moling was not depressed. On the contrary, he had an unpredictable smile on his face.

When she got up, she would pick up a design drawing and shake it in front of Yang Yifan's eyes.

Those design drawings were carefully selected by her, and each one has a high level of design. As a person in the industry, she will never be indifferent to the high level of design drawings.

As an elite in the industry, Yang Yifan is not interested in many things. Xu moling has already caught a touch of surprise in his eyes.

Xu Beicheng peeked from a distance and was shocked.

My wife is dying! When ye Zong is away, she should tease Yang Yifan!

For a woman with first-class appearance, figure and temperament like madam, which man will not be attracted if she takes the initiative to tease others?

Xu Beicheng secretly pinches a cold sweat. Ye Shiqian must not know about it. If he knows, the world will be in chaos!

Although Yang Yifan explicitly refused his wife's lunch invitation, he was amazed at the first sight of Xu moling!

A woman with such outstanding temperament, is she really "Encountering" him? What's her purpose

In a high-end Japanese restaurant, Yang Yifan sits in a remote corner, which is his fixed seat.

He doesn't like crowded occasions, and he doesn't like excitement. His aloofness makes him independent and out of group.

While waiting for lunch to be served, an exquisite figure came to the position opposite him, and a clear and beautiful voice rang out, "Hello, is anyone here?"Before waiting for Yang Yifan to reply, Xu moling had already sat in the seat opposite him, and raised a faint smile on his lips and said, "what a coincidence? I've just met you, and I'm here to meet you again! "

Yang Yifan held his arms, eyes with a cold, cold way, "Miss, I don't like to be followed, something please say."

He didn't drive her away, which means that he didn't have a bad impression on her. At least he gave her a chance to speak.

However, Xu moling knows that Yang Yifan just doesn't hate her. It's polite to give her a chance to speak. But if she puts forward her request at this time, Yang Yifan is 90% likely to refuse.

So, instead of rushing directly into the subject, she beckoned, "shopkeeper, please."

"Hello, guest. What can I do for you?" The waiter in kimono trotted over and bowed.

However, the waiter uses R language, which is also the characteristic of this store, and no one will translate it.

Yang Yifan took a look at Xu moling and explained to her, "she asked what service you need."

"Salmon with sushi, Ankang fish liver, matsutake steamed in clay bottles, a cup of Oolong tea, thank you." Xu moling took over the menu, carefully looked through the two, and ordered directly in R language.

"Thank you for your patronage. Just a moment, please." The waiter wrote down the dishes.

"You speak r?" Yang Yifan can't help but eyebrow tiny pick, ask a way.

This kind of pure r-style shop, only regular customers come, because the only waiter has not yet learned Chinese.

"Some," Xu said with a smile, and immediately changed to Mandarin, "but I don't like it."

Asking her questions shows that Yang Yifan is a little curious about himself. Arousing a man's sense of curiosity is the first step to pull into the relationship.

"What can I do for you, miss?" Although Yang Yifan asked again, there was no impatience in his tone.

"My name is Cheng Mo Chen," Xu Mo Ling stretched out his hand and said solemnly, "nice to meet you, Mr. Yang Yi fan."

Yang Yifan involuntarily stretched out his hand and shook her, with a trace of doubt in his eyes.