fake love

Chapter 85 Falling to Hell, Lost (6)
Mingzheng will introduce many activities to Fu Ran's studio, and she will not be polite, and she will save up to 200 million and pay him back earlier.

It is also thanks to him that the business of the studio has continued to flow recently, and some companies even got rumors from unknown sources, and in order to curry favor with Qian Kun, they even gave Fu Ran an order worth hundreds of thousands.

The relationship between her and Mingzheng is neither close nor far away, and remains at the original point.

Fu Ran will attend every event in person, and the teachers who teach are also willing to help, because the salary is much higher than that in the dance studio.

This time the dinner party was attended by business tycoons, and the price of just pulling one out would definitely scare people to death. Fu Ran didn't dare to neglect. The poster was rolled into a circle in her hand, and she checked the stage lighting and effects over and over again.

Kuang Zi came here with the old man at home. After saying hello to a few uncles, he found a few playmates to prepare for the high, but he caught a glimpse of Fu Ran busy in front of the stage.

He couldn't control his mouth, and leaned over to say hello, "Sister-in-law, we meet again."

Hearing his voice before seeing him, Fu Ran spread out the poster and counted the props.

"Sister-in-law, why are you ignoring people?" Kuang Zi and Ming Chengyou have been 'colluding' for many years, and they have also cultivated an invincible thick-skinned ability. "Do you think I don't exist? Yo, this is to complain for the third young master, right?"

With constant noise in her ears, Fu Ran turned to look at the man, "I'm not your sister-in-law!"

"There is a saying, what is a day, what is a lifetime?"

The corner of Fu Ran's mouth revealed a slight sarcasm, "Shouldn't you tell yourself this?"

"Sister-in-law, what do you mean?" Kuang Zi concealed his displeasure on his eyebrows.

"I mean what you mean."

"Are you blaming me for disregarding brotherhood?" Kuang Zi took a glass of wine from the bartender who passed by, "Actually, don't blame our playmates," Kuang Zi said, pointing to the group next to him People, "We all learned from you, you withdraw so quickly, if we don't keep a distance from the third young master, isn't it for others to play?"

"I left because... I had no feelings for him."

"Oh, everyone will say this. In this world, money is nothing more than feelings. Where can a woman come from without money? Brother, sister-in-law, why do you have to be so clear about yourself? Follow me, let's be honest. What's there to pretend for?" Kuang Zi stared at Fu Ran with a half-smile, with sharp and deep meaning hidden in the corners of his eyes.

Fu Ran didn't argue with him, it wasn't the worst thing she had ever heard, "I'm busy with work, do you have anything else to do?"

"I also have a business event in my hand recently, are you interested, sister-in-law?"

Fu Ran turned around and faced Kuangzi, even though there was business delivered to her door, she did not see her smilingly to greet her, "It's fine to talk about orders, but you seem to have a bad memory, I'm not your sister-in-law."

"Okay, okay," Kuang Zi sipped his red wine, and straightened his upper body, which was leaning next to him, "Hey, now everyone wants to curry favor with the new CEO of Qian Kun, but there is no other way but to curry favor with you first."

Fu Ran turned pale for a while, seeing Kuang Zi move away from her eyes.

Don't hurt others, you won't lose a piece of meat, right?

"Xiaoran, where is the locker room?" The two teachers who rushed over looked around, "Most of the people who came tonight are diamond kings and fives, did that person strike up a conversation with you just now?"

Fu Ran led the two of them towards the locker room, "Dancing hard and earning money is the last word, understand?"

Ming Chengyou handed the invitation letter in his hand to the waiter at the door, the other party glanced at the name on it and then at Ming Chengyou, "This?"

"What, is there a problem?"

The waiter looked weird, and finally handed the invitation letter back to Ming Chengyou, "Please come in."

After the man went in, he casually threw the red cardboard into the trash can beside him. What a joke. Normally, he wouldn't bother to take such things when they were delivered, but now he had to ask someone to pay a high price to get them. The world is cold, really. He explained it so clearly.

Everyone believed that Ming Chengyou, the dragon, had run aground and could no longer cause any stormy waves.

After Fu Ran checked the costumes for the performance in the dressing room, she turned left when she went out to a horizontal corridor. She walked to the end, and before she could turn the corner, she heard a male voice with a familiar title jumping into her ears.

"Third Young Master, it's not that I don't help, it's true that our company has no such plan."

"Mr. Li, you have always been interested in the new energy development project. If I remember correctly, you also said that this new project is very challenging."

Fu Ran poked her head out cautiously, and saw Ming Chengyou standing at the bathroom door.

Mr. Li looked embarrassed. He tried to avoid Ming Chengyou in the lobby, but he didn't expect that the other party was still pervasive. "At that time, Yu Kun was still the old general of Ming... Indirectly speaking, you are the master of the house, and you proposed this project. Coupled with the promising prospects, I am of course willing to cooperate.”

"It's still the same now, I have my own company." Ming Chengyou's tone was neither humble nor overbearing.

"It's different after all. Looking at the entire Ying'an City, who has the strength of Qiankun? Don't embarrass me, San Shao. If I choose to take this risk, it will definitely affect my entire department. Hey, I'm sorry..."

The voice beside her ear suddenly disappeared, Fu Ran heard the sound of patter, and she poked her head out again. That Mr. Li was nowhere to be seen. Ming Chengyou bent one leg and shook the lighter in his hand, almost at the same time He turned his head and met Fu Ran's gaze.

Ming Chengyou pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

Under his gaze, Fu Ran had no choice but to straighten her spine and walk out.

The man's eyes fixed on her, Fu Ran looked up and saw the toilet sign next to Ming Chengyou, also, now everyone is afraid to avoid him, the only place to talk is this.

Fu Ran pretended to be nonchalant and wanted to pass by Ming Chengyou, but was nailed by his gaze like a nail. She felt uncomfortable all over. Ming Chengyou took out the cigarette case, took out the cigarette and lit it.

The familiar smell of smoke lingers in the nostrils, this smell is no stranger to Fu Ran, it belongs to Ming Chengyou.

The man took a sip, and countless smoke rings floated from his thin lips, through which he could see his handsome face with a lack of sex appeal.

"Hello, sir," the passing waiter stopped in front of Ming Chengyou, "This is a private club, no smoking."

(End of this chapter)