Thin-hearted president, don't be too bad

"OK." the lady put her hand on Du Yan'an's wrist. The two looked at each other with a smile and walked forward.

In the bustling banquet hall, everyone chatted. When the host stood on the stage for the next second, they were quiet and the lights were blurred, concentrating everything.

After the short words, there was a burst of applause. Du Yan'an appeared in front of everyone with his destined lady.

In the luxurious hall, the crystal lamp emits his unique light, and the people in suits and shoes smell of money.

In the bright hospital, LAN Ziting has packed up and put on a rare dress. Like a girl who wants to get married, she hesitates to sit by the bed, waiting for the arrival of fate.

She stood in front of the mirror and looked at herself in front of her eyes. Her dark and beautiful hair had been pulled up now, revealing her delicate face.

The pale face didn't have any blood color, but the magical cosmetics added more spirit to her.

LAN Ziting tried to open a smile at the corner of her mouth, then turned around, came to the table and opened the drawer. The invitation letter inlaid with Phnom Penh was placed inside.

From the moment it appeared in front of LAN Ziting, it can only be seen again now.

LAN Ziting took it out and walked to the door.

It happened that when I looked down, a black car had come.

The familiar license plate number seemed to indicate something. LAN Ziting followed it and stopped at the parking space. She walked slowly back to the house.

Before long, the door was knocked, and the man in a suit appeared at the door.

"Miss LAN, I've come to pick you up," he said politely.

Sitting in the black car, her inner mood was not happy at all. Looking at her appearance reflected in the rearview mirror, LAN Ziting smiled bitterly and turned her eyes to the outside.

The familiar buildings of the hospital slowly disappeared behind, and gradually disappeared. The car also headed for the goal ahead.

In the exquisite and luxurious hall of the Imperial Hotel, he yongyang and Du Yan'an stood on the stage together. Under the words of the host, they smiled and shook hands, and the reporters under the stage took pictures one after another.

The successful cooperation between the two business giants is a good word.

Invisible in the distance, black cars galloped along the two-way road. The non-stop rotating wheel began to roll irregularly as if something had happened.

But no one found this situation and kept driving at a high speed.

In the hall, he yongyang on the stage has gone down, and the ceremony has reached the second item.

Under the dazzling light, Du Yan'an, like a successful man, held the woman's hand in front of everyone, announced loudly, "I'm going to win miss he next month."

As soon as the voice fell, huge cheers came from all directions.

Standing on one side, he yongyang smiled and looked at the scene in front of him, revealing a satisfied smile.

Other journalists also began to stir up. These gossip news will attract more attention and click than business cooperation.

In the exploded hall and the noisy street opposite it, the black car seemed to lose control. The car that could no longer control began to move on the road.

The surrounding car owners were ignored and began to swear.

But when the dirty words were about to blurt out, they were stunned by everything in front of them. The black car completely lost all control and ran forward without any track direction.

In front of it was a corner. Under everyone's exclamation, it swayed up. In an instant, layer after layer of smoke rose, and the car stopped under the interception of obstacles.

The surrounding cars stopped one after another and went down to look at the shocking scene. At the same time, the kind-hearted people had dialed the emergency phone. In this quiet and ordinary day, 112 roared past and cut the whole area.

All the speeches in the hall have ended, the reporters have left, and only twos and threes of people are still together.

"Mr. Du, I'm very happy to continue to cooperate with you." he yongyang also came over at this time after ending the invitation of others to meet and talk.

"Mr. He, we are already old friends." Du Yan'an intimately said under the attention of all the rest: "I will continue to work hard for the next thing." he looked at he Zifen standing on his side, smiled and then said: "now I don't live alone. With a wife to support, I need better efforts."

He yongyang nodded, glanced at his side, said hello and said, "miss he's really good in appearance and cultivation."

"Thank you Mr. He for your praise." he Zifen nodded with a smile and said, "it's really a coincidence that we all happen to be surnamed he."

She took a meaningful look at Du Yan'an. He received the touch of his eyes, immediately took over the words, smiled and said: "maybe this body is to live together with he family."

Sweet words not only linked his marriage and work, but also made he yongyang's face look of appreciation.

Just when the three were having a good talk, two people in black came in hurriedly from the door.

They came in from both sides, and then came to Du Yan'an and he yongyang together.

The black man attached himself to Du Yan'an and whispered, "the matter has been done."

Du Yan'an nodded when he heard the speech, and then turned his attention to his eyes again. He yongyang has just got what he wants from his men, and his eyes meet in the air.

He yongyang took the lead in showing a bright smile, praised and said, "Mr. Du really deserves to be the person we value." it has been said just now that LAN Ziting, who has been paying attention to, had a car accident on her way back here.

In fact, at the beginning, he would send the invitation to LAN Ziting just to test Du Yan'an's mind. Now he is very satisfied with the result.

"Then why don't we save a pool?" Du Yan'an suggested, "I'm the East."

"Mr. Du is so hospitable, so I won't shirk it." he yongyang is also a playful person and is very happy to enjoy the night life.

All of them left here, and the original warm place gradually disappeared.