I kicked the male lead away

Fang Zhilan, who had already been taken for a ride, returned to sit beside Jiang Qian without realizing it.

After the performance, the auction will start in an orderly manner.

Fang Zhilan didn't intend to be in the limelight, so she didn't bid on those sought-after lots, but waited patiently for a while until the host showed a well-regulated red plum on the big screen behind her Picture, she just moved her mind slightly, and just about to raise the sign, she heard Jiang Qiang's voice next to her: "I heard that the creator of this painting..."

Halfway through the speech, she seemed to have consciously slipped her tongue, and her voice stopped abruptly.

?

So Fang Zhilan didn't move, but looked sideways.

"This creator's style comment..." Jiang Yan seemed to be extremely hesitant, hinting.

Fang Zhilan understood it, and had no intention of photographing it again.

No matter who it is, they don't want to get involved in dirty lawsuits. What's more, she suddenly realized that the word "mei" is homonymous with "mildew". If she just buys it back like this, the company's shareholders will probably not be happy about it. .

only…

Fang Zhilan had some headaches, it was really hard to decide which product to photograph.

Fortunately, Jiang Yan saw her embarrassment, and reminded her aloud before the start of the new round of auction: "I think this set of blue and white porcelain is not bad. Mr. Fang took it and put it in the office. It is probably suitable..."

Although blue and white porcelain sounds like something that older people would appreciate, this set of porcelain has a clear and light pattern of cranes perched on pine trees, which seems to fit Fang Zhilan's temperament just right.

The host on the stage was still eloquently saying: "This set of blue and white porcelain from the Ming Dynasty has a lot of background, it is said that it is..."

All in all, there is a reason why you are expensive. Even if the reserve price is seven figures, you will not lose money, and you will make a lot of money.

Before he finished speaking, someone raised a placard.

Fang Zhilan hurriedly raised the sign.

This blue and white porcelain was very popular, and many people competed for it. It was not until she raised the price to eight figures that she finally made a final decision.

Assistant Ye Yin hurriedly went to the backstage to go through the formalities on behalf of Fang Zhilan and took it away. Jiang Yan smiled again and said, "Congratulations, Boss Fang. In my opinion, the blue and white porcelain is suitable for a beauty like you. It's the best shade."

Fang Zhilan was embarrassed by her praise, and shook her head again and again: "No, I have to thank you for reminding..."

"Then how do you plan to repay me?" Jiang Yan raised her eyebrows and asked unexpectedly.

Fang Zhilan was taken aback, but she didn't expect her to suddenly become serious.

Jiang Yao said frankly again: "To be honest, I have also liked this set of blue and white porcelain for a long time, but it's a pity that money is not easy to earn, and I really can't help but bleed. Why don't Boss Fang take me to see it with my own eyes and let me spend a while?" How about addicting your eyes?"

She is right, although being a celebrity is rich, it is far inferior to being an entrepreneur. If you really want to photograph this kind of antique, you have to bleed a lot.

This is not a difficult task, Fang Zhilan nodded without thinking.

Jiang Yan's fox-like narrow eyes narrowed instantly with a smile, as if seeing the priceless blue and white porcelain antique through Fang Zhilan.

When the party is over, it's a good time for everyone to chat with each other. Fang Zhilan can't talk to these people, but it's hard to guarantee that many of them are already familiar with her reputation and come forward to chat with them.

Jiang Yao stood beside her, chatting happily with those political and business celebrities, raising the red wine glass in his hand from time to time, and the crystal glasses collided with each other, making a crisp collision sound.

Until the end, she seemed a little drunk, her cheeks were flushed, she was crookedly supporting Fang Zhilan's shoulders, her long wavy hair brushed her cheeks.

Fang Zhilan strenuously helped her out of the venue, but she didn't see Jiang Yu's assistant coming to pick her up for a long time. She couldn't help being anxious, trying to wake up the dizzy Jiang Yu: "Miss Jiang, where's your assistant?"

"Assistant..." Jiang Yan was taken aback for a moment, then seemed to come back to his senses, and smiled, "What do you want an assistant for? Haven't we seen blue and white porcelain?"

She didn't expect to talk about this when she was drunk, Fang Zhilan had no choice but to stuff Jiang Wei into the back seat of her car, and then she followed in, and closed the door.

Ye Yin in the front opened her small mouth: "Boss?"

Fang Zhilan had been dealing with it all night, and she was already exhausted, leaning her head against the glass window: "Let's go home first."

At least let people see the blue and white porcelain first.

Ye Yin froze for a moment, didn't say anything, and drove back to Fang's villa.

Jiang Yan, who was sitting next to Fang Zhilan, was unwilling to settle down. Did she come over intentionally or unintentionally, her limp body smelled of perfume, trying to envelop her.

Fang Zhilan thought she was drunk, so she had to dodge again and again. Fortunately, Ye Yin's speed was fast and stable enough, and before Jiang Yan could do anything else, she had already returned to the front of the house.

"The blue and white porcelain will be sent by the organizer in a while." Ye Yin turned her head and asked tentatively, "Do you need me to send Miss Jiang back?"

"Do you know the address of her home?" Fang Zhilan seemed to see a glimmer of life.

"do not know."

……

"Forget it." She rubbed her forehead feebly, supported Jiang Qian, got up and entered the room.

It was so late, and the housekeeper and the newly recruited servants had already rested. Fortunately, Jiang Yan seemed to be a little sober, but she still wobbled her shoulders and sat down on the sofa.

Fang Zhilan poured a glass of water and handed it to her, leaned closer and said, "Do you still know who I am?"

Jiang Yan smiled, her voice was enchanting, and she caught her neck with her wrist unexpectedly: "Of course I recognize..."

However, before she could finish speaking, Fang Zhilan was hooked and jumped forward, and the water in her hand spilled out, splashing Jiang Yao all over.

On a cold day, she couldn't help shivering.

Fang Zhilan was startled, she hurriedly turned away to find a tissue: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."

"It's okay." Jiang Yan's tone was still gentle and generous, but when she turned around, she couldn't help clenching her teeth.

She has countless charms and charms, and she has never seen such an incomprehensible charm!

Jiang Yu was still wearing the dress she wore for the party, and it was already half wet at this moment, Fang Zhilan felt embarrassed: "Why don't Miss Jiang change into my clothes first?"

"Okay." A gleam flashed in Jiang Yan's eyes, of course she would not let go of such a good opportunity.

Fang Zhilan found her the loose pajamas she wore when she was at home. Jiang Yan guessed it was really cold, so she didn't bother to deal with it, so she went directly to the bathroom in the next room to take a hot bath.

There was steam in the bathtub, and the warm moisture made her skin white and rosy. Jiang Yan stretched out her slender arms to apply the foam, and the corners of her red lips curled up slightly.

Since her debut, her journey has been smooth and smooth, and she has reached the top position, which is not just as simple as luck.

However, countless opponents thought of ways but couldn't figure out whether there was a financial backer behind her, so they could only look at her with envy.

The reason for this is only known to Jiang Yan himself.

Who said that the patron must be a man?

Not to mention that those old men are ugly and fat, they are also picky and searchy.How can it be compared to a real female boss, who is gentle to others, takes good care of each other, and the two parties get together and break up in harmony. Jiang Yan has grasped these differences since she was still a little transparent, and she has made progress step by step. It is already handy to deal with women.

It's just that Fang Zhilan is really like a piece of wood, Jiang Yan frowned slightly, probably because she was too young, but that's fine, she will definitely be devoted to herself in the future.

As long as she coaxes the head of the Fang family well, will she still have to worry about future resources?

This Jiang Yao's abacus was clanging, and Fang Zhilan, who went back to the house to find clothes for Jiang Yao, froze when she opened the door, her eyes widened: "Why are you here?"

Nestled on the small sofa in the corner, Bai Nanrou held a book in his hand and read casually. When he heard the movement, he turned his head: "Butler Han said that you came back late for something. If I don't wait here, where else can I be?"

Fang Zhilan closed the door, thinking that she stayed directly at her home that night, and the two of them ate the preserved egg and lean meat porridge cooked by Mrs. Han at the same table in the morning, and immediately blushed: "What do you want from me?"

"Oh." Bai Nanrou closed the book in his hand, stood up slowly, with a smile in his eyes: "I think of the last time, I seem to have dropped an earring on your bed."

It's okay if she didn't mention it, but as soon as she mentioned it, Fang Zhilan remembered the madness at that time, so she had to avoid Bai Nanrou's playful gaze embarrassingly: "Then I'll help you find it."

As he spoke, he lifted the quilt and climbed onto the bed, looking around and feeling around.

"Okay." Bai Nanrou leaned over and leaned over, "Looking for us together?"

As soon as she approached, the original [-]-square-meter noble bed instantly became extremely cramped. Feeling the breath on her neck, Fang Zhilan trembled, turned over and lay down, staring at Bai Nanrou with big eyes.

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Jiang Yan waited and waited but Fang Zhilan did not see the clothes, so she didn't bother to wait any longer and put on the bathrobe, tied loosely around her waist, and knocked on the door of Fang Zhilan's room.

That's right, anyway, I'll take it off later, what can I change?

However, no one came to open the door of the room for a long time. After thinking about it, she turned the doorknob and pushed it open with ease, her voice sticky like honey: "Alan, you..."

Raising his eyes, the originally prepared lines were blocked by the picture in front of him.

On the big bed, Bai Nanrou, who had originally enveloped Fang Zhilan, got up slowly, and looked at her sideways, with an elegant and dignified tone, but with inherent arrogance: "So it's Miss Jiang, it's a pleasure to meet you." .”

Glancing at Fang Zhilan who was still being grabbed by her wrist, the smile on Jiang Yan's face froze.

She had already experienced many battles, even if Fang Zhilan tried her best to cover it up, she couldn't see the ambiguous atmosphere between the two of them.

Invisibly, Jiang Yan seemed to be slapped severely by someone, and her mind was buzzing.

However, Bai Nanrou's eyes were sincere, and he looked at Fang Zhilan affectionately: "It turns out that Ah Lan has a friend coming, why didn't you tell me first?"

In the words, who is the host and who is the guest has been exposed without a doubt.

Faintly hearing Bai Nanrou's teeth grinding, Fang Zhilan's heart skipped a beat, secretly thinking something was wrong.

When did I offend her?

Fang Zhilan couldn't figure it out, but she was forced by the desire to survive: "This is Ms. Jiang, who has a business cooperation with the company. Come to see the blue and white porcelain I took tonight. It's still her. It is recommended that I take a picture, do you want to take a look together?"

The air suddenly became several degrees colder in an instant, and Bai Nanrou seemed to sigh: "Okay."