Super Great Fortune Teller

"Master Wang, I'll wait for you at my home tomorrow. I'm sure you'll be invited tomorrow." Before leaving, Lin Wan was still there, and Wang Qian was deciding on the schedule for tomorrow.

After getting Wang Qian's approval, Lin Wan showed a brilliant smile, which even Zheng Qihua, who had dealt with Lin Wan several times, had not seen.

Today's banquet is the first to Pengcheng's rich, as for the powerful circle of people are very late.

When Lin Wan goes out, he meets Zhang Ziwei. They pass by. Zhang Ziwei smiles at Lin Wan like a pug, and flatters him and says, "Miss Lin is leaving so early today?"

Lin Wan snorted and did not speak. A driver had already helped Lin Wan open the car door.

Zhang Ziwei was followed by a well-dressed young man. He was very handsome, dressed in a black suit, and his hair was well groomed. When Lin Wan saw the young man, he nodded to him. They both belonged to Pengcheng's aristocratic family. They usually met each other.

Zhang Ziwei saw this scene and clenched his fists. Today, he was so shriveled that he was ignored again and again. Although Zhang Ziwei's aunt is a deputy mayor, she is the one with the least real power, and the people behind his family have a certain position in the province.

Although Zhang Ziwei is a rich second generation, he also knows that a good relationship with the children of this kind of aristocratic family will help him a lot in the future. Zhang Ziwei helps the young man lead the way ahead.

The handsome young man showed contempt in his eyes. He had seen a lot of things like Zhang Ziwei. He was just a person outside the circle. Zhang Ziwei could not enter the circle of real aristocratic children.

What is Zhang Ziwei's indifference in his mind? But just because your parents have a strong say in the province, aren't you a moth who lives at home, just like me? "

Zhang Ziwei sneered scornfully in his heart, but his face still looked humble.

There was a security guard at the gate of the banquet hall who opened the door and saluted them.

Mr. Zheng welcomed the young man at the door early and gave him a flattering smile. He said, "Mr. Ouyang, I can't believe you can make time tonight."

The young man's name is Ouyang Qing. Ouyang Qing said with a faint smile to boss Zheng, "I just heard that Lin Wan and her sister Fran are here, so I asked the driver to turn a corner to see how Fran is doing."

Boss Zheng's face changed slightly when he heard this. He knew who Shen Fulan was with now. Wang Qian was kind to him and would be of great use to him in the future. Boss Zheng didn't want Wang Qian to have any trouble, so he simply said, "Oh, Miss Shen is coming tonight? Well, I really don't know. But just now Miss Lin went out. I'm too busy tonight. Mr. Ouyang, please sit down. I'll find some good wine for you. "

Ouyang Qing nodded indifferently. Seeing that boss Zheng just turned a blind eye to him, Zhang Ziwei was a little angry. His eyes were scanning the hall to see if there was anyone more unbearable than him tonight.

When he saw Wang Qian, the corner of his mouth showed a touch of color.

What's more, Zhang Ziwei came with Ouyang this evening. Wang Qian would not dare to touch Zhang Ziwei with his ten courage.

Zhang Ziwei is thinking about how to lead Ouyang's anger to Wang Qian. Zhang Ziwei sees a tall beauty in beige professional dress beside him, with beautiful hair like clouds and exquisite face. Who else can Shen Fulan be?

Zhang Ziwei was overjoyed. He could even foresee that under the influence of Ouyang, Wang Qian would be like a boat broken into pieces by the waves of anger.

"Young master Ouyang, I seem to have seen Miss Shen," Zhang Ziwei said beside him.

When Ouyang Qing heard Zhang Ziwei's words, he looked happy and said, "is Fran here? Where's Fran? "

Zhang Ziwei pointed to the corner of the banquet hall, where two people were drinking and seemed to have a good conversation. Who else could Shen Fulan and Wang Qian be?

Zhang Ziwei obviously felt Ouyang Qing's momentum on his side was a bit cold and fierce. With a trace of anger on his handsome face, he walked towards Wang Qian and Shen Fulan.

Mr. Zheng has been quietly observing the movement of the banquet hall. Seeing this scene, Mr. Zheng also pinched a sweat for Wang Qian. He wanted to help Wang Qian become a peacemaker, but he was stopped by several other rich people.

Fat Mr. Li looked at Mr. Zheng's face and said with a smile: "Lao Zheng, just by the hand of Ouyang Qing, see if master Wang is a dragon crossing the river?"

When Zheng Qihua heard what President Li said, he also stopped to see how things would develop.

Wang Qian is sitting there chatting with Shen Fulan about the recent development of the company. From time to time, he gags and makes some harmless jokes.

Both of them chatted happily. At this time, Wang Qian felt that someone was hostile to him, even killing him.Wang Qian looked up and saw Zhang Ziwei following a man. He walked towards himself.

The handsome young man looked at Wang Qian with unfriendly eyes.

Wang Qian feels the expression on Shen Fulan's face beside him is frozen. Originally, he and Wang Qian are chatting harmoniously. At this time, the person who appears makes Shen Fulan feel depressed.

Wang Qian is aware of Shen Fulan's emotion and holds Shen Fulan's hand in his palm.

When Wang Qian's hand reached Shen Fulan's, the anger in the visitors' eyes seemed to be unable to hide. Even the music in the meeting hall seemed to have dropped a few decibels.

When Ouyang Qing came to Wang Qian and Shen furan, her anger disappeared. She turned to Shen furan with a warm smile and said, "furan, I heard that you will come here tonight. It's true that you didn't make a trip in vain."

Shen Fulan listened to Ouyang Qing's words and said politely, "thank you for your concern. I'm coming with sister Lin Wan tonight. I'll leave right away."

Ouyang Qing felt the coldness in Shen Fulan's words. The corner of his mouth was stiff. He looked at Shen Fulan as if Wang Qian were the air. It seemed that he was waiting for Shen Fulan to speak first.

The strong pressure made Shen Fulan's palms sweat.