shock!The big guy took the miniature version of Master Fu on a blind date again

Chapter 182 Master Fu chased his wife to the auction house
It is self-evident what Song Yinghui's intention is for this move.

As for An Nuan, looking at the business card handed over, the idea that came to her mind was to let her refuse.

She has been friends with Song Wanwan for many years, and at least she has participated in large and small dinner parties with her.

It's not like I haven't received a similar business card before, so I naturally know what it means when I receive the business card.

Seeing Song Yinghui, An Nuan smiled and politely refused: "Uncle Song, it's okay, Wanwan is inconvenient now, I can look for her later."

Her gaze fell on Song Yinghui's hand holding the business card, and she said, "Uncle Song's business card is precious, so it shouldn't be wasted on people like me. It's a good thing, and Uncle Song should leave it for those in need."

This wave of refusal was quite satisfactory, and there was nothing wrong with it.

But who is Song Yinghui? He is a typical old fritter, and the people he targets never miss.

He had paid attention to An Nuan a long time ago, but at that time, his daughter had a good relationship with this girl, so it was difficult for him to start.As for now, after what happened last night, the friendship between my daughter and this girl has come to an end.

Now that the relationship has come to an end, he can take action and start enjoying his prey.

"You take what uncle gave you. You and Wanwan are friends, and in my eyes you are half of my daughter." After Song Yinghui finished speaking, he looked at An Nuan: "If you refuse to accept it again, it means you have opinions on uncle. gone."

It's all said and done, if An Nuan doesn't answer, it really can't be justified.

There was no other way, An Nuan had no choice but to reach out to take the business card.

After the business card was picked up by An Nuan, Song Yinghui looked at the person and said, "It's hot, you're a pretty girl, I'll ask the driver to take you back."

"No need, Uncle Song." An Nuan hurriedly refused, "I have something to think about, and I want to go for a walk alone."

"Okay, then you pay attention to safety." Song Yinghui also had a sense of proportion, and did not rush for quick success, but took steps step by step.

The bait has been dropped, so he just waits patiently for the fish to take the bait.

Watching Song Yinghui's car disappear from sight, An Nuan looked at the business card in her hand and sneered, "Old cows eat young grass, they really think about it!"

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After the dinner was over, Song Nian was dragged by Mr. Wen to talk again, and it was not until the old man had a break that Song Nian was released.

After separating from Wen Lao and the others, Song Nian and Shang Yuyu went directly to the auction venue that the merchant was in charge of.

When the two arrived, Shang Baise had just finished his inspection.

The three of them stood at the auction stand, with a great view, facing the auction stage.

Shang Baise's assistant walked towards the three of them slowly carrying a bag with the Shang Group logo on it. The assistant stopped and respectfully handed over the bag in his hand: "Boss, what you want."

Shang Baise took the bag and handed it to Song Nian, "The herbs you want."

"That's why you asked me to come here?" Song Nian took the bag and opened it to inspect the goods in front of the Shang Baise siblings.

For her behavior, the brothers and sisters of the merchants did not show any displeasure.

"Yes, and no." Shang Bai looked at Song Nian who was inspecting the goods gracefully, his eyes were slightly warm.

Song Nian finished inspecting the goods, hooked the bag with dazzlingly white hands, raised his eyes slightly to look at Shang Baise, "What else?"

Just as Shang Baise was about to speak, the person in charge of the auction venue's subdivision hurried over, "Boss, Master Fu is here."

As soon as these words came out, there was a thought-provoking look in Shang Baise's eyes.

His eyes flicked past Song Nian, the corners of Shang Baise's mouth curved slightly, he looked at Song Nian, "I'll talk about it later."

Song Nian nodded, looking lazily and casually at the auction venue.

As for Fu Junyu, he had already appeared at the auction site during this interval.

The tailor-made suit, tailored to fit, perfectly interprets his elegance and elegance.

Thick and colorful, the picturesque and enchanting beauty of the prosperous age is like a poppy flower in full bloom, beautiful and deadly.

(End of this chapter)