Liang qiange held his clothes and asked, "Mr. Bo, what's the matter?"
Bo Xiushen looked at her obstinate and arrogant, and showed a cold little face. With an unexplained smile, he asked, "do you really want to go?"
Liang qiange sneered coldly: "Mr. Bo, are you kidding? I can't afford to pay 80 million. "
Thin Xiushen's smile deepened: "so pitiful, why didn't you ask me for help just now?"
Liang qiange frowned: "what?"
Bo Xiushen looked into her eyes: "I've been looking at you, didn't you notice?"
Yes, but don't you think you want to see a white play?
Even though the two people have always had contact with each other in recent days because of their neighborhood, Liang qiange still subconsciously wants to keep a distance from Bo Xiushen. Their identities are not equal and they are reluctant to be friends.
Plus a man and a woman, it's not convenient to approach, and it's easy to make people think more.
So Liang qiange didn't even want to let Bo Xiushen save the scene for her. In other words, she didn't want others to know that she and Bo Xiushen knew each other.
Bo Xiushen looked at Liang qiange without saying a word. He looked at him with a pair of good-looking eyes. He sighed. He knew that he could not cheat him. He had to say, "don't change clothes. I'll talk about it later."
"No Liang qiange immediately refused.
Bo Xiushen looked at her with an ugly face.
"You help me to refuse, this is not to tell others that we have personal relations?"
Thin Xiu sank the corner of his mouth and said, "don't we?"
"Mr. Bo, don't make fun of me." Liang qiange thinks that Bo Xiushen just wants to see the white play. Are they all so free as the president?
Bo Xiushen said slowly: "Mr. Zhang is only a shareholder of Dahua Group, not the person in charge. He has no right to cancel 80 million yuan of" deep sea ". What he said just now is just bluff. To say the least, he withdrew and I added. "
Liang qiange certainly knows that things are not difficult to solve, but isn't Meng Kexun necessarily involved?
Then she will give them a good gift.
"I'm going to eat anyway. I'll go and save the crew a lunch box."
Thin Xiu Shen twisted his eyebrows and looked at her.
Liang qiange came forward and pushed thin Xiushen's shoulder and turned him out: "I want to change clothes. Men can't enter here."
Before the words fell, a warm big hand held her finger. Liang qiange stopped for a moment. Bo Xiushen had already clenched her small hand, pinched it in the palm, and looked at the woman close at hand. He slowly said: "want to eat, go with me alone."
The temperature on the hand was getting hotter and hotter. Liang qiange took his hand back and said, "I just want to eat with them. Don't worry about me. Go out."
Bo Xiushen looked at Liang qiange's obstinacy and frowned. He was probably a little unhappy.
Liang qiange guesses that Bo Xiuchen must feel that she doesn't know good or evil, but she really doesn't need him to intervene in her affairs.
He'll take a good look at his white play.
After all, Bo Xiushen left, and Liang qiange also carried his clothes into the dressing room.
After changing clothes, people outside have already urged.
Director Austin stopped Liang qiange and refused to let her go.
Liang qiange assured the director of Austin that she was OK and coaxed him.
Because it's not the tourist season, the restaurant near the beach is not crowded. A group of people are introduced into the biggest box. The dishes have been arranged. After sitting down, they begin to talk.
All the men were present. Fang pin was worried about Liang qiange, who followed him hard.
These businessmen also have friendship in private. When you call my brother and I call your brother, they will only call Mr. Bo Xiushen.
This is the gap of identity.