After three rounds, Xu Kun began to get down to business.
"There will be a party tomorrow. Do you have time to attend?" Xu Kun put down his glass and asked with his chin in one hand.
I'm finally getting to the point.
Xia Xiaoran eyebrows slightly a pick, not too exposed too much emotion tunnel: "the presence of what people are."
If she agrees rashly, Xu Kun will doubt her motive. Now that she has exposed her purpose in a few words, Xu Kun will easily take the bait, won't she?
"Because of the recent economic downturn in Europe and the United States, some international famous group enterprises have held such a banquet. To put it bluntly, that is to say, they are sponsored. " Xu Kun touched her heart little by little.
Xia Xiaoran moved his heart, "that means they need to stay here for a while?"
Xu Kun nodded, "I told you last time that everything depends on your ability as the manager of the public relations department. We can see how many of them can be developed into long-term residents."
Because of their personal habits, these people keep their houses for a long time. That is to say, the annual expenses can add a considerable amount to Dali.
As far as she knows, Dali's VIP rooms are at least half empty. If she has the ability to make these rooms full of people, then her foothold in Dali is really stable.
Even if Xia Yan uses any tricks to deal with her in the future, Xia Wenting will weigh her position in Dali when she cares about her fault.
"What time is tomorrow?" Asked Xia Xiaoran.
As long as tomorrow's she has been maintaining a high degree of mental tension, should not be in Xu Kun's trick.
Xu Kun disguised his complacency and said faintly, "I'll take you to change your dress and do your hair at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning, and you can go to the banquet at about three or four o'clock."
Xia Xiaoran subconsciously wants to refuse, but as soon as the refusal comes to her throat, she swallows it and says with a smile, "OK."
"Now that you've made an appointment, don't stand me up tomorrow." Xu Kun is half joking and half serious.
"To say honesty, I think Xia Xiaoran still has it." If she has said good words, she will never say bad words.
After getting the answer in his mind, Xu Kun, of course, is not stupid enough to refute Xia Xiaoran's words, so he turns to other topics, "I heard that you are very popular in Dali recently."
"It doesn't seem like a compliment." Xia Xiaoran like a casual sentence.
Xu Kun immediately explained: "Xiaoran, where do you want to go. As the manager of the public relations department, you take care of Dali's big and small events conscientiously and deal with so many accidents perfectly. Even I feel inferior to you. How dare you hurt me? "
"I'm just joking. You seem to have a big reaction." Xia Xiaoran looks up at him slowly.
Xu Kun said with a smile: "it's all your recent deeds that are too many."
"Yes, I remember that there seems to have been an affair between the two of us in the newspaper." Xia Xiaoran deliberately mentioned this stubble and said to him with a smile, "if you don't mind, come back with me when you have time!"
"I'm free now." Xu Kun thinks that Xia Xiaoran's impression of him has changed, and hastens to follow the ramp.
If she had changed for any reason, he would have no place to talk about it.
Xia Xiaoran didn't expect Xu Kun to be so impatient, but she couldn't take back the water she spilled. She drank the lipstick wine and said, "the old lady wants to see you very much. You can follow me to see her after dinner."
Anyway, the old lady has given her an order to take Xu Kun back. This time, it's just to complete the old lady's order and make her happy.
After she finished, she unconsciously approached the screen and listened carefully to the movement on the other side.
Unfortunately, nothing happened.
Xia Xiaoran sat up straight with some chagrin. Damn, what is she doing!
Xu Kun looked at Xia Xiaoran's face after drinking red wine, and some of them moved his mind. The rudeness between the lips seemed to be waiting for him to taste, and the throat suddenly tightened.
He unconsciously said in a low voice, "may I kiss you?"
Finish saying also don't wait for Xia Xiaoran to have to reply, directly get up, both hands support the desk, slowly close to Xia Xiaoran's red lips.
They are getting closer and closer. When he is about to kiss her, Xia Xiaoran bites her lips and turns to the side. Xu Kun's lips just kiss her cheek.
Although the soft touch is not as wonderful as that on the lips, Xu Kun is quite satisfied.
At least he did, didn't he?
"I'm sorry to kiss you without your permission." Xu Kun said sorry on his mouth, but he didn't feel sorry for her at all on his face. He was even elated.
Xia Xiaoran only felt unspeakable pain on her cheek. As long as she thought of what he had done to her in his last life, she couldn't help but want to erase his traces.
"It doesn't matter." In the end, Xia Xiaoran did not smile. She had to calm down and not show her flaws. Tomorrow she is still waiting for the good play at the party. If she is too disgusted with Xu Kun now, how dare the snake beat grass“ Brother a Yi, what's the matter with you? " Sitting opposite Ouyang's wings, Yan Yun saw that his hands on one side were clasped tightly in the palm of his hand, but he didn't know it. He was worried and asked. However, her inquiry did not call back Ouyang's response. Ouyang Yi had not too much expression on the face, even more cold“ Brother a Yi, brother a Yi. " Yan Yun bit his lip, got up and went to Ouyang Yi's side, pushed him a few times. Who knows Ouyang wing alert backhand clasp her arm, Yan Yun tears eyes to ask: "a Yi, what are you thinking." Until Yan Yun with the voice of crying cavity hissing out a voice, just let Ouyang Yi regain the reason. On the hand relaxed the original strength, some apologetically nodded: "I'm sorry, just thought things out of my mind."“ Brother a Yi, did you think of Uncle Ouyang when the Ouyang group was in decline? " After Yan Yun took back his hand, he asked carefully. Ouyang Yi was silent. Did he think of that? No, it turns out he's not. But will he explain to Yan Yun? No, he won't either. In Yan Yun's eyes, Ouyang Yi's silence is tantamount to acquiescing to her question. She sighed and said: "brother a Yi, no one wants to know what happened in those years. Uncle Ouyang knows no one..." "enough!" Ouyang Yi violently interrupted his words, the voice directly penetrated to Xia Xiaoran. He doesn't want anyone to judge his father. He's fair and comfortable. It's in his heart who's right and who's wrong.