My iceberg smiled

Chapter 487

"Mr. Han, I've been waiting for you for a long time. I thought that a person like you would disdain to attend the reception held by the Finance Association. I didn't expect...you are still here."

A middle-aged man in his 30s walked up to him, holding a glass of red wine, and wanted to have a drink with Han Mochen.

But when they were about to run into each other, Han Mochen cleverly avoided them.

"Boss Liu's words are very contradictory." Han Mochen looked at the person in front of him indifferently, then took a sip of the wine in his glass and continued: "I said I've been waiting for me for a long time, and I didn't expect it." I will come, huh..."

President Liu: "..."

Han Mochen: "You are clearly sure that I will come. If I don't come, you should hold this talk for a year, right?"

Mr. Liu's face suddenly turned pale, and his brows were almost indiscernibly wrinkled.

What Han Mochen said was not "you", but "you", which clearly referred to this group of people, not just Mr. Liu who came to toast politely.

Mr. Liu wanted to open his mouth to explain something, but Han Mochen spoke again.

"I'm wondering, are you guys so bored that you can bet on whether I will come to the reception or not?"

President Liu: "..."

Han Mochen: "Tell me, how many of you bet that I will come?"

President Liu: "We didn't..."

Han Mochen: "Those who bet on my coming have real vision. Congratulations to them, they won."

President Liu: "..."

Han Mochen suddenly smiled: "It was me who let them win, they should thank me."

After all, Han Mochen actually poured the remaining half of his glass into Mr. Liu's glass until there was no drop of wine left in the glass. Finally, he took the empty glass and pointed at Mr. Liu's glass. The glass, which was almost full, was touched lightly.

Frivolously said: "Excuse me."

Then, without looking back, she walked in another direction in a chic and steady manner, followed by one big and one small, and left together.

As soon as he left the place where he was standing just now, Deng Qiang's eyes lit up.

Full of admiration and excitement.

"Ancestor... oh no, Mr. Han, you were too handsome just now. If you didn't see Mr. Liu's face, you almost turned into a shoehorn, hahaha."

"Shut up." Han Mochen said coldly.

"Uh, it's..." Deng Qiang immediately made a zip movement and sealed his mouth.

Although Han Qianxiao was not as exaggerated as Deng Qiang, there was a bit of a smile hidden in his eyes.

As soon as Han Mochen came up, she gave this group of people a big blow, which was what she expected.

How arrogant her young master Jia Chen has been in the past six years, she has watched it all through the video.

At first, she was shocked by Han Mochen's such a huge change, no matter in temperament or speech, they had improved by more than one level.

It's the kind of feeling that makes people feel cold when they look at each other.

To be honest, if she hadn't said that she wanted to come and see, her Young Master Jia Chen would really disdain to join forces with these hypocrites.

He clearly hated Mo Chen to death in his heart, but he could only pretend to be friendly, and made a few mocking remarks from time to time, but it was not painful at all.

Han Mo Chen didn't bother to pay attention to such mild ridicule.

If you want to mock him, yes, then he doesn't mind disgusting the other party.

Han Mochen felt that his mouth was dirty after drinking that sip of wine in front of Mr. Liu.

He didn't intend to throw it away, but after talking so much to people he didn't like, Han Mochen suddenly lost his appetite for that glass of wine.

I gave it all to Mr. Liu, and he didn't care about the anger in the other party's eyes.

The provocative meaning was not concealed at all: drink, you are only worthy of drinking what this young master left.

(End of this chapter)