overbearing

Chapter 87

Even if the other party is late, Yang Yuran still greets him with a smile and makes excuses for the other party.

"The evening rush hour in Hangzhou is too exaggerated. Mr. Luo has worked hard."

Luo Jing waved her hands casually, and naturally sat on the main seat. He was used to being held high.He took the warm and disinfected towel prepared by the exclusive butler of the box, wiped his hands and handed it back, looking forward indifferently.

There was a decoration on the round table that caught his attention, five pure white roses.There are no more than no less than five roses in the round-mouth vase, which are in full bloom.When his wife was alive, she also liked to put a beautiful glass vase in the dining room with five roses in it.

The faint fragrance of flowers permeates the restaurant, always adding a sense of tranquil happiness to the busy morning.

Two years, two years since his wife died in a car accident, seeing the same decoration again, his heart still throbs uncontrollably.

Do the man and woman sitting directly opposite him know his wife?
No, his wife is an orthodox Malay and has never set foot in his home country.He often described the beautiful mountains and rivers of his home country to his wife, and promised to accompany his wife to visit when he had time.

It's a pity that his virtuous and intellectual Xie Yuhua didn't wait for the day when he was free after all.

"Mr. Luo, although sashimi is the main food here, I arranged for someone to make a special dish. You must have heard of our Changshou Village in Bama, Guangxi. This plate of braised pork uses the little fragrant pig from there. The meat taste It is strong, and only a small part of the fat is seasoned, please try it."

Yang Yuran smiled and declined the butler's help, turned the turntable herself, and turned the braised pork in front of Luo Jing.

Luo Jing looked at the evenly colored braised pork and was lost in thought again.

The company's East Asian headquarters moved to Malaysia, and he often missed his hometown braised pork in those years when he settled down.His wife does not understand Chinese, but uses translation software to search for the recipes of braised pork, and finds out the one that is most similar to the taste of his hometown, and gives it to him once a week.

Later, he had a lot of entertainment and suffered from fatty liver. His wife chose the ratio of fat to lean meat, leaving only a little fat for him to enjoy.

Picking up the chopsticks in his hand, he picked up a small piece of braised pork on a delicate plate, put it in his mouth, and started to chew.

The taste is just like what Yang Yuran said, there is not much fat and not greasy, and the lean meat has a strong bite.

The familiar taste not only hit his taste buds, but also opened his sealed good memories in a very gentle way.

Looking deeply at Yang Yuran and Fan Sirui, Fan Sirui's foolishness caught his eyes first.

Luo Jing met Fan Sirui a few times, and all of them were taken by Mr. Fan.It can only be said that Fan Si's bad image is okay in the entertainment circle, but in the business circle, sooner or later he will offend people who pay attention to details, and hit a wall invisibly.

The status of the Fan family in the country is only middle and upper class, although it is enough for Fan Sirui to spend freely in this life, but there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky, no one will always get used to some of Fan Sirui's unsightly problems.

Contempt floated in his eyes, and he slightly turned his head to look at the person beside Fan Sirui.

Yang Yuran always kept smiling like a flower, especially against her long silver-purple hair, she looked like a beautiful Barbie doll.

The bright and unique beauty stimulates Luo Jing's eyes, but this kind of woman is too ostentatious, he still prefers a woman who can bring peace and tranquility to his heart
Turning his eyes back to Fan Sirui, he casually said what the two people on the opposite side were concerned about.

"Jade asked you to introduce new people to me. Jiade has chosen a good standard this time. This girl's style is very suitable for otaku aesthetics. Otaku are usually boring and have a lot of money. If you train her well, it may break through your company's current situation. Bottleneck. It's just that you, Jay Chou, are too hasty, so there's no need to push my side right away, let's wait until she has a certain fan base."

Luo Jing's words are equivalent to giving a green channel in advance, meaning that as long as people become popular, he can apply to the head office for opportunities.

It is rare in a thousand years for a newcomer to be recognized by the regional boss of the Red Blood brand.

However, Fan Sirui was confused when he heard it, and looked around in surprise, only him and Yang Yuran were there, who was Luo Jing talking about?

Haunted?
Yang Yuran coughed lightly, seeing that Fan Sirui was still in a state of confusion, she had no choice but to thank Fan Sirui for his confusion.

"Thank you Mr. Luo for your praise. I was a little anxious about my appearance, but you gave me great courage."

Fan Sirui slowly realized that Luo Jing was talking about Yang Yuran.

"Ha!" A loud laugh broke out, and he didn't know whether to praise Luo Jing for his good eyesight or his blindness, but he actually recognized Yang Yuran as an artist who was about to debut.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Yang Yuran's seven-point high heels stomped his feet under the table, and he immediately realized that he had lost his composure.Take out the basic cultivation of an actor, and use the facial expression management method to hold back the smile.

Yang Yuran hinted at him to "be more calm", and he blinked to express "understand".

Confidently pointed out Yang Yuran, and introduced: "Mr. Luo, this lady is my manager, not a new artist signed by our company."

Luo Jing quickly suppressed the astonishment that flashed in her eyes, and calmly picked up chopsticks to pick up pieces of tuna cut into flower shapes.Sipping the plump and sweet meat in his mouth, he commented in a deep voice.

"Very good, I will choose."

The two words not only commented on the fish, but also commented on the beauty, and also resolved the embarrassment.

The business affairs that Luo Jing took the initiative to chat about were interrupted by Oolong's positioning. After that, he calmed down and stopped talking about cooperation. There is an unspoken rule in the mall.

Whoever is the host to treat guests, whoever has a lower posture first.

If he didn't mention it, Jiade would always be in a hurry.

However, it never occurred to him that Yang Yuran and Fan Sirui were more indifferent than him, as if they really only wanted to treat him to a meal, and never mentioned what he needed help from.

A meal is not harmonious or pleasant, it can only be said that the dishes are still delicious.

He is about ten years older than the two of Fan Sirui, but in his eyes they are no different from children.

The three of them had nothing to talk about, and Yang Yuran occasionally started a conversation, but Fan Sirui's self-righteous humor took over, and he immediately lost interest in talking.

"Mr. Luo, Hangzhou is a beautiful city. You are welcome to come and visit more in the future."

Standing at the door of the box, Yang Yuran smiled sweetly at Luo Jing and stretched out her hand.

Luo Jing shook hands with her slightly, withdrew her hand and said politely: "Okay, thank you for your hospitality tonight."

"You're welcome, you go slowly."

Yang Yuran gestured gracefully, and sent Luo Jing and secretary away with Fan Sirui.

They stood at the gate and nodded towards the leaving man, looking into the distance together quietly.

"Master Fan, you have left me in the cold these two days."

A seductive voice floated from far to near, Yang Yuran and Fan Sirui followed the sound and saw a woman in a tight black leather skirt approaching.

Like Fan Sirui, the woman is fully armed, wearing black sunglasses and a hat with a big brim.It was impossible to tell who it was from the face, the other party only used the skirt to show off the proud S-shaped figure.

Fan Sirui was obviously startled, and asked in disbelief: "Mulan one?"

Mulan raised her hand and patted Fan Sirui's tight chest muscles, and twisted her waist to stick to Fan Sirui's body, she scolded coquettishly: "Damn ghost, I just finished being sweet with him the day before yesterday, so I forgot about him."

Even an old sea king like Fan Sirui was overwhelmed by the fierce attack, and he answered three words blankly: "No."

The three bodyguards accompanying Mulanyi ran over and squeezed irrelevant people out of Mulanyi's surroundings. They didn't set up a crowd-pleasing crowd, and protected Mulanyi in a relatively inconspicuous way.

"Irrelevant people waiting" Yang Yuran and the man beside her were squeezed out, and she retreated two steps wisely, acting as a background board, enjoying the live broadcast at night.

Mulan looked at the roadway meaningfully, and tentatively said, "Master Fan, I saw the people from Ys leave, okay?"

"Why are you here, are you following me?"

Fan Sirui counterattacked and turned to Yang Yuran for help.

Yang Yuran looked left and right, looked up at the brightly lit night scene, and turned a blind eye to his companion in distress.

Mulan turned her head and squinted at the woman Fan Sirui was paying attention to, and thought to herself, if she took off the paparazzi three-piece suit, she would be more eye-catching than Yang Yuran.

"Oh, I miss you. Master Fan, who is that woman? Why is she attending dinner with you? She also has purple hair. Don't you think she's weird, like a vixen?"

The three consecutive questions full of jealousy were posed, and Mulan pressed closer to Fan Sirui's body, especially rubbing against him with a place that was bigger than Yang Yuran.

As for men, they are nothing more than primitive hobbies, and she takes the initiative to satisfy them.

"She's my new agent."

Fan Sirui emphatically emphasized the word "broker".

In just a few seconds, Mulan performed a wonderful face-changing technique, from horror to depression to admiration.

Turning her head to look at Yang Yuran admiringly, she said excitedly, "I heard my young master tell me the day before yesterday that the company arranged for him a new agent with super abilities. Forgive my sister for being blind, I never thought she would be such a beautiful sister."

"Hello."

Yang Yuran greeted with a generous smile, but the two words revealed a slight alienation.

"Sister is good, Brother Sun, please step aside and let the manager sister enter the protection circle. It's late at night, and my sister is so beautiful. If some alcoholic doesn't wink at her, she will be fine. We have to protect her." stand up."

Mulan waved enthusiastically to Yang Yuran and arranged for her bodyguards.

Yang Yuran couldn't help but moved closer to express her appreciation, mainly because she was afraid that Mulan would not be able to bear the endless flattery.

After receiving Yang Yuran's response, Mulan thought she had successfully won the other party, and continued to talk to Fan Sirui: "Mr. Fan, if you want to contact Ys, you should wait for my news. You don't know that this brand can be difficult to deal with. The female president who is in charge of their East Asia area is so stupid, every time I see her, I have to play ugly on purpose, my company has given up a lot of effort to get through her line."

"Lan Lan, don't slander the brand you are about to endorse like this, be careful not to speak out."

Fan Sirui didn't restrain the sea king's instinct, and kindly persuaded him.

Mulan mistakenly thought that Fan Sirui and her manager were still angry that she didn't connect in time, so she quickly expressed her loyalty and increased her complaints.

"Oh, I'll whisper to you in your arms, and you won't betray me. Really, the top management of Ys is very difficult to deal with, demanding a lot of thieves, far less good than the G family that I worked with at the end of the year, it's a smash hit The blood brand really treats itself as a blue blood. Young master, you have to bring the advertisement of the G family at the end of last year."

When Mulan speaks, she pays special attention to controlling the volume, so that passersby passing in and out cannot hear it, but Fan Sirui can hear it, Yang Yuran can hear it, and the people around Yang Yuran can also hear it.

At this moment, a Rolls-Royce Cullinan stopped in front of them, and the man who had just run away got out of the car, turned back in front of the person beside Yang Yuran, and bowed respectfully.

"Mr. Luo, the car is coming."

Luo Jing made a deep 'huh' sound, glanced at the coquettish and charming girl in Fan Sirui's arms, laughed strangely and said 'huh', and strode into the car.

Mulan stared at the deep black car driving away, and cursed angrily: "Cut, stinky garbage, drive Cullinan to pretend that he is Bill Gates, but he will die."

Fan Sirui glanced at Yang Yuran when Mulan let out her anger, and after receiving the nod for the next step, he grabbed the arm of the woman in his arms with both hands, straightened her body like a water snake, and severely reprimanded her.

"Lan Lan, you shouldn't be following me. The man just now is Mr. Luo from Ys East Asian Films."

Mulan's charming smile disappeared in an instant, and she asked in a trembling voice, "Is he that mysterious boss, Luo Jing, who is second only to veteran Peng Hui in power in East Asia?"

"That's right." Fan Sirui shouted extremely annoyed, "You are so confused, you actually followed me, and I reminded you many times just now, be careful with your words and be careful not to speak out, you just didn't listen."

"Me!" Mulan was angry and annoyed.

There is a feeling of being used, but when I think that the other party really stopped her from talking nonsense, and Fan Sirui didn't ask her to come here.As Fan Sirui said, she lost her mind and found it by herself to give away the head.

"Oh, you! Don't tell me you're using your caution and getting yourself into trouble, what do you want Boss Luo to think of me? I can make friends like you!"

Fan Sirui irritatedly shook off Mulan's hand on the sleeve, took Yang Yuran into the nanny car, and left resolutely.

After the car door was closed, and after driving for two or three kilometers, Fan Sirui looked behind through the window.After making sure Mulanyi and the restaurant were thrown far away, he laughed wantonly, rolling backwards and forwards.

"Hahahahaha! Mulan is a shrewd woman, but she is so stupid today. It must be because of my beautiful sister's tricks. She probably won't be able to keep her endorsement."

Yang Yuran accompanied the corner of her mouth, how could she be so good, it was clearly Qin Muyu who had strategized and accurately figured out that Mulan had planted an eyeliner for the company, secretly observing Fan Sirui's every move.

Yang Yuran revealed the letter, Mulan arrived when she heard the news, and stayed far away where they were eating, mistaking the driver and two secretaries who were going to drive for someone in charge.

"Remember that you are the one being stalked. Block Mulan from the address book. If she calls you from another phone number or finds someone to scold you, ignore it. You must show that you are very angry."

Yang Yuran reminded me more.

Fan Sirui admired her to the point of surrender, and obediently agreed: "Okay, I understand. Before the beautiful sister makes arrangements for her next step, I will keep her on the blacklist."

"Well, good job."

Yang Yuran returned to the apartment just after ten o'clock, unlocked the electronic door and pushed it open.

The elegant aroma of jasmine tea came over my face, and Yang Yuran followed the fragrance to the tea table on the balcony.Without needing Qin Muyu's greeting, he sat across from him, picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of scented tea.

Sipping and drinking, drinking four cups in a row to quench his thirst, he smiled brightly at Qin Muyu: "Thank you, Vice President Qin, for your brilliant idea."

"You don't need to be polite about what you do."

(End of this chapter)