good night warlord

Fu's Group replaced the executive president in just one month. This incident caused quite a stir in the Hancheng business circle, but no one knew the specific reason.

The candidate for Fu's new CEO is none other than Yan's friend during the war, Fu Yansheng.

Gu Qingyi specially invited Mo Nanzhi over tonight. As soon as Zhizhi arrived, Gu Qingyi urged her to go to the dressing room:
"Zhizhi, I've prepared the dress for you, change it quickly."

Mo Nanzhi was a little embarrassed:
"Qingyi, it's not good for me to go with you, I don't even have an invitation letter."

Mo Nanzhi just thinks about the high-society drinking game, and feels that it is out of reach.

"Zhizhi, I have your invitation letter here. Don't worry, there is nothing wrong with it. Yan's friends during the war are my friends, and my friends are your friends. Besides, this is not the first time you have met. After you But if you want to be in the entertainment industry, getting to know more bigwigs will be good for your future development.

Moreover, I went with Zhan Shiyan, and Shi Yan will definitely be surrounded by a bunch of people to socialize. Every time I accompany him to socialize, it is boring, so you just go to accompany me, okay? "

Gu Qingyi shook Zhizhi's arm, begging.

For other reasons, Mo Nanzhi still felt far-fetched, but when he heard that his friend was bored at the reception, Mo Nanzhi nodded in agreement, and then went into the dressing room to change his dress.

After Zhizhi changed clothes and came out, Gu Qingyi asked the stylist to apply a delicate and beautiful makeup on Zhizhi before giving up.

"Zhizhi, although you look good without makeup, you should still put on more makeup." Gu Qingyi looked at her friend in the mirror who seemed to be a different person, and said sincerely.

Mo Nanzhi opened his mouth, Buddha depends on gold clothes, people rely on clothes, three people are talented, and Mo Nanzhi naturally understands these words. It's not that she likes to be naked, but that the money for a set of expensive cosmetics can make her I have lived with my grandfather for two or three months.

Gu Qingyi naturally understood her financial difficulties, and joked:
"I'll talk to the directors of the two films tomorrow and ask them to pay you in advance. You'll be a big star in the future, so you should have some idol baggage."

When the two of them packed up, Zhan Shiyan just came to pick them up, and there was also a black Bentley parked at the gate of Zhanyuan together.

It's Chi Xianmin's car.

"Xianmin also wants to go together, so I'll pick you up along the way."

During the war, Yan explained it this way.

In fact, the fact is that 15 minutes ago, Chi Xianmin called:
"Are you going?"

Yan was still in the company during the war:
"It's almost there, I have to go back to the Battle Garden to pick them up."

"They? Who else?"

"Yi Baoer's friend, Yi Baoer wants to be a matchmaker, so introduce her friend to Yansheng."

"The one named Mo Nanzhi?"

"Ah."

"I happen to be going too, to meet you at your house."

……

Chi Xianmin stepped out of the car, his indifferent eyes darkened for a moment when they caught sight of Mo Nanzhi with exquisite makeup.

Tonight, Mo Nanzhi is wearing a white dress with an open back. His usual short hair is pinned behind his ears by a Swarovski crystal hair clip. The feeling of softness made him unable to connect the person in front of him with the person he remembered from the previous few encounters.

"Mr. Zhan, Mr. Chi..." Mo Nanzhi greeted him simply, but he accidentally met Chi Xianmin's gaze, his eyes panicked, and he always felt that his evening dress made her feel a little awkward.

"Zhizhi, do you take a Bentley or a Maybach?" Gu Qingyi asked.

Mo Nanzhi naturally wanted to sit with his friend, but Qingyi asked her to choose. If she refused to take Chi Xianmin's car, would it embarrass Chi Xianmin?
Thinking of the last time he took him all the way back to Hancheng, Mo Nanzhi whispered, "I'll take Mr. Chi's car."

After finishing speaking, Mo Nanzhi carefully lifted the skirt and walked towards Bentley. Chi Xianmin's eyes were dark, and he opened the co-pilot's door casually. Mo Nanzhi was slightly stunned, and asked in a low voice:

"Can I... can I sit in the back seat?"

Chi Xianmin raised his eyes and glanced at her, and after slamming the co-pilot's door closed, he took two steps closer to Mo Nanzhi. He seemed to be able to smell the faint scent of powder in the air with the tip of his nose, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he said two words Character:

"what ever."

Mo Nanzhi took a step back subconsciously, and she didn't know if it was the cold autumn night, or Chi Xianmin's eyes were too cold, she felt chilly.

After Mo Nanzhi got into the car, Chi Xianmin closed the car door, raised his hand, took out the cigarette case from his pocket, twisted one and lit it, leaned slightly against the car door, and opened his mouth and said:

"Shi Yan, do you still have a driver at home?"

During the war, Yan put Yibao'er in place and closed the car door, then turned around and asked:

"You want a driver to drive?"

"Well, don't you want to drink later?"

"Have."

Mo Nanzhi sat in the back seat. The sound insulation of the car was so good that she couldn't hear what was being said outside at all, and waited quietly for the car to start.

The rear door on the other side was opened, and then the car body sank. Mo Nanzhi watched in surprise as Chi Xianmin also sat in the back seat.

With a bang, as the door closed, the compartment was enveloped by a faint smell of smoke.

Chi Xianmin looked at her surprised little mouth that couldn't close her mouth:
"What? I can't sit in my own car?"

Only then did Mo Nanzhi realize that his expression was too much, he hurriedly turned his face away, and explained in a low voice:

"No, no, isn't Mr. Chi going to drive?"

Chi Xianmin brought the cigarette to his lips:

"Driving is tiring."

Mo Nanzhi pursed his lips, are you tired?The last time he drove all the way back to Hancheng from the resort, he didn't stop. What did he do so tired today?
When the driver got on the bus, the two cars soon started moving.

In Maibacher, Gu Qingyi repeatedly explained to Zhan Shiyan:

"Never mention that I want to match them up, you know? Zhizhi is too passive. I'm afraid if I tell the truth, she will resist even more, which will reduce the possibility."

During the war, Yan Du hadn't seen her so excited for a long time, and didn't want to spoil her interest, so he echoed:

"Ah."

The atmosphere in the Bentley was not so warm. As the cigarette in Chi Xianmin's hand was half lit, the smell of smoke in the car became stronger and stronger. It was hard for Mo Nanzhi to tell him not to smoke, but bear with it After a few minutes, I really felt that I couldn't breathe, so I asked in a low voice:
"Mr. Chi, do you mind opening the window?"

Chi Xianmin leaned on the leather seat, and a word came out of his nose: "Mmm."

Only then did Mo Nanzhi dare to lower the window glass, and the cool night wind came in, washing away the smell of cigarettes in the car, and the temperature that was originally warm and comfortable quickly dropped a few degrees, and he was wearing a halter top She couldn't help but hugged her arms tightly.

Chi Xianmin's eyes glanced at her smooth back. She is very thin, so her butterfly bones are very beautiful. The soft lines extend to her slender waist with the design of the dress, which makes people think.

"Tonight is beautiful."