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"Mr. President, thank you for attending today's charity dinner. You can rest assured that part of the money raised tonight will be donated to charities in the name of your company."

Sloming just walked out of the dinner hall, and he didn't know when to follow the person in charge of the dinner.

The person in charge of the dinner party wore a high hat for sloming with a flattering face. He kept saying all kinds of good things and reached out to shake hands with sloming.

"You're welcome. I'm just doing a little for charity!"

Sloming took a cold look at the hand of the person in charge. He didn't take out his hand in the pocket of the suit. He gave a smile and perfunctorily said two words.

The person in charge saw that the expression on this scene's face was a little stiff. He took back his hand in the air and laughed awkwardly.

One side of the assistant in order to avoid the dialogue between the two people is too embarrassed, quickly come out to make ends meet.

"Well, thank you for your warm hospitality tonight and congratulations on the success of the charity dinner hosted by President Bi. Our company will help you next time."

Assistant respectful but not inferior to play the circle, to avoid the embarrassment of the situation.

"It's also an honor for Bi to come here."

The person in charge once again flattered sloamin, but sloamin didn't pay attention to the person in charge.

"Oh, isn't that the general manager? Why are you interested in having a drink? "

When sloming was about to walk away from here, a woman's voice came from behind, and a hand painted with cardamom nails was on sloming's shoulder.

Si LuoMing stood in the same place and saw Lin Miaomiao come over from behind him.

The low necked V-shaped evening dress showed a large area of spring in front of her chest. Her slender waist was holding, and her buttocks were twisting. She walked over to sloming gracefully.

"Mr. Secretary, long time no see. How about having a drink at my old place tonight?"

Lin Miaomiao takes a step toward sloamin, wriggles his waist and makes a pose in front of him, and blinks at him charmingly.

Sloming nodded and looked at Lin Miaowei in front of her. He felt that she was disgusted and patted off her white hands on her shoulders.

"Sorry, I'm not interested!"

"But Bi should have time. Why don't you two go Ha ha... "

Si LuoMing approached Lin Miaomiao's ear and added in a low voice. Then he left the scene with a sneer.

"You Sloming

Lin Miaomiao, who was infuriated by sloming's words, flushed his cheeks and stamped his feet when he looked at sloming's back.

The person in charge of the charity dinner, with a big stomach, stands beside Lin Miaomiao with an obscene smile, squinting and peeping at the faint spring in front of Lin Miaomiao's chest.

"Well, Lin Miss Lin, I don't have time. I have... "

Said eyes staring at Lin Miaomiao's V-shaped evening dress, unconsciously swallowed saliva.

"Get out of here, you have time to get out of my business!"

Lin Miaomiao was angry when he saw that the person in charge had a big ear. He felt a chill and left behind a cruel word. He stepped on hating Tiangao and left the hall.

The person in charge smashed his mouth, looked at the far away sloming, looked at Lin Miaomiao, and sighed silently.

"Chief Secretary, go back to the apartment or to the hotel?"

Assistant carefully asked sloming's opinion, these days he has been staying in the hotel, but tonight's situation is somewhat different, with sloming side for many years, already had a certain understanding of sloming's character.

When Li Jingzhi appeared at the dinner party, the assistant noticed the strange expression of sloming. Although he didn't talk to Li Jingzhi, he could be sure that he was worried about Li Jingzhi by his eyes.

"No, I'll drive back to my apartment by myself. By the way, go and find out why there are so many reporters tonight!"

Sloming took the car key from his assistant and told him to investigate the reporter's affairs at the dinner party.

Sure enough, Si LuoMing is still worried about Li Jingzhi being surrounded by reporters.

"OK, don't worry. I'll investigate. I don't think there will be any problem with Miss Li!"

The assistant nodded and agreed, and comforted sloamin not to worry.

Sloming did not speak, thin lips closed, eyebrows slightly wrinkled into Sichuan words, turned and got on the car.

On the way, Si LuoMing hesitates whether to make a phone call with Li Jingzhi, worried that she would be bullied by reporters. He is afraid that he doesn't know what to say on the phone and that she might misunderstand.

"Diddidi "Diddidi..."

At the traffic light, sloamin pressed the car whistle a little irritably, as if he wanted to vent all his emotions on it.

"Sorry, the subscriber you dialed can't get through at the moment, please redial later, sorry..."

Si LuoMing has not been able to resist the call to Li Jingzhi, but the other part of the phone is not answered.

"Just now, thank you for helping me out. If it wasn't for you, I would..."Li Jingzhi's eyes were low. He looked out of the window for a long time before he turned his head and spoke slowly.

A word did not finish, some choked throat, afraid that he would cry out, had to stop and no longer continue to say, quickly turned to the direction of the window.

Song Yicheng pretends not to see Li Jingjing's strange appearance. He turns to the window and continues to drive attentively.

"What? Thank you for me? "

Song Yicheng looks up at Li Jingzhi and asks.

"Well, you also know that group of journalists will scribble. It doesn't matter if they hurt me. I'm afraid to implicate you!"

"Hey, you just don't take song Yicheng as a friend. We are friends. I'm willing to do anything for my friend!"

He also imitated the way he was stabbed by a knife, pretended to spit blood, and performed exaggeration and funny expressions, which amused Li Jingzhi.

"Look, how nice it is to have a smile. I like the way you smile. It's beautiful!"

Song Yicheng is used to speaking the truth in an unorthodox way, so that people can't tell which sentence is serious.

This is also the only reason why Song Yi Cheng can stay with Li Jingzhi. Every time a word comes, Li Jingzhi thinks it's a joke of Song Yi Cheng, so he won't take it seriously. In this way, there will be no embarrassment.

"Song Yicheng, don't be too nice to me. You know that I can't do anything, and I'll hurt others!"

Li Jingzhi stopped the smile on his face, turned his head and looked at Song Yicheng seriously.

The smile on Song Yicheng's face slowly faded, and his heart was stabbed by something. He was very distressed for the woman in front of him.

"Oh, you just said you wanted to thank me. It happened that we came out so early, and I came out with you before I even had a drink. You have to compensate me for my mental loss!"

Song Yicheng did not follow Li Jingzhi's words, but deliberately changed the topic.

"Song Yicheng, I mean seriously You... "

"There's a noodle shop here. It looks good. I wanted to kill you. Forget it. It's cheap. Please treat me to a bowl of noodles."