Communication center, at this time in the exhibition hall, each exhibition area is busy.

Su Wantong came to the exhibition stand near Su xiuzhuang, stood in front of the dummy model, reached out and dusted the folds, "Xiao Rong, I'll have time to iron this coat later."

Xiao Rong, one of her assistants, said, "OK, miss!"

"Beicheng, you don't have to accompany me. You can go to see your booth while it's still early. After all, it's the first time for the exchange of intangible cultural heritage between China and foreign countries. Don't make any mistakes."

Su Wan Tong circled around the model, raised his eyes and caught a glimpse of Ji Bei City, which was still in place. He suggested with a smile.

Ji Beicheng held the frame and nodded: "well, I'll go first. Remember to call me when I'm leaving!"

"Good."

Watching Ji Bei City leave, Su Wan Tong sighed lightly.

Still not used to accepting other people's closeness and kindness, even if the other party is her playmate growing up together.

At this time, Xiaorong looked at the man walking in at the entrance of the conference center, and suddenly frowned, "Miss, Mr. Ling is coming!"

Hearing this, Su Wan Tong still arranges the embroidery without looking up. He answers coldly, "well, don't care!"

In this regard, Xiaorong wants to say nothing.

She glanced at Su Wan Tong's calm look, thought, or swallowed her words.

I don't know when Mr. Ling will stop!

All day in front of the young lady, and no further action, now rich people are so idle?

……

At this time, at one o'clock in the afternoon, Ling Wanxing came to the exchange center as promised.

He always remembers the words taught by Mo Liangyu. If you want to get close to a woman, you need to know everything about her first.

Ling Wanxing walked around the exhibition hall of the conference center, holding a piece of information in front of each booth.

Since Wan Tong likes weaving and embroidery, he'll go for it!

Fortunately, the exchange meeting took place two days later. Now it's just the preparation stage. The heads of all the booths are busy, and no one notices Ling Wanxing who is taking the information at hand.

Finally, Ling Wanxing walked around and finally came to the exhibition area of Suzhou embroidery village.

His pace slowed down, and as he approached, Su Wan Tong's enchanting and exquisite figure was all in his field of vision.

"Wan Tong!"

Ling Wanxing stepped forward and whispered her name behind her.

Su Wan Tong raised his eyes when he heard the sound, flat wave did not startle his eyes, reflecting his figure, "Mr. Ling."

She gave a simple call, as usual.

Ling Wanxing no longer tangled with her address, and her eyes met, the outline of the handsome face with a warm smile, "are you free at night? I'll treat you to dinner

Su Wantong shook his head and declined, "sorry, I have a work meeting in the evening. I may not be free!"

In the past days, Ling Wanxing has heard such an answer countless times!

But this time, he suddenly didn't hear of it and said, "it's OK. You're busy. I'll wait for you at Xinghui restaurant."

"No..." use.

The last word, Su Wan Tong has not said, the man in front of him has turned away with a thick stack of information.

This scene makes the two assistants look at each other and feel strange!

Has Mr. Ling changed his strategy?!

In the past, every time the young lady refused him, he would leave with a face of frustration. He had never been so obsessed.

Are you enlightened? Or... Possessed by a ghost?

Even Su Wan tong can't help looking at his back in surprise. What he just said is quite different from the man in the impression.