After the flash marriage, it was discovered that her husband was the richest man

"Relax, reassure?"

Seeing her dazed look, Xiaoya couldn't help stretching out her hand and shaking it in front of her.

An Xin came back to her senses, looked at her with a smile, "Does the director have any new ideas for the Xixiang project?"

"Oh yes." Speaking of this, Xiaoya remembered that she had another purpose for coming here, "Director Song asked me to ask, do you have any ideas for the design of Xixiang? He asked Mr. Lu from Huanyu at night. There is an entertainment in heaven and earth, saying that if you can, go with him at night, if you have a chance to meet Mr. Lu, maybe you can chat with him."

Huanyu is too far away for Senzhou, so Song Kemu also wants to try various methods to ensure that he can win this project.

An Xin thought for a while and nodded in agreement.

"Are you really going?" Xiaoya stared at her.

An Xin said, "Well, the company attaches great importance to this project, and it would be nice to have a chance to try it out."

She's not the kind of character who just says no if she doesn't do anything.

Xiaoya seemed to want to say something more, but her mouth moved, but she still didn't speak.

Only said the time before leaving.

All afternoon, An Xin was thinking about how to tell Lu Yinghuai that she was going out at night.In particular, her temperature, which had remained stable throughout the afternoon, suddenly rose after five o'clock.

An Xin swallowed a fever-reducing medicine, and called Lu Yinghuai.

I can't make a call, and it keeps saying "The other party is in the middle of a call".

An Xin's delicate brows slowly frowned.

Why is it that every time she calls Lu Yinghuai, he is always on the phone?

Did she really happen to be on the phone, or was she on his blacklist.

An Xin lowered her eyes, and tentatively sent a WeChat message to Lu Yinghuai.

【Are you busy? 】

After a while, the other party replied with a question mark.

An Xin wasn't sure if he used a computer to reply, so he sent another sentence in the past.

[Call me if it's convenient?There is something I want to tell you. 】

This time the other party didn't have a reason, and directly called.

"What's the matter?" The man's voice was cold and deep, which was exceptionally nice.

"Do you want to come to the hospital to have dinner with me at night?" An Xin lied casually, grabbing the sheets with her fingers, trying to find out his whereabouts, "If you want to come, I'll ask the nurse to pack two meals."

"I have a social event in the evening, so it will be a little late."

An Xin's eyes lit up, and she restrained her tone, "It's okay, it's important that you are busy with your business." After a pause, "That's right..."

I want to talk about the blacklist, but I don't know how to speak.

Lu Yinghuai waited for a few seconds but did not hear the sound, so he asked, "What's the matter?"

"Forget it, nothing."

Maybe she was thinking too much. If he really wanted to blacklist her, there would be no reason for him to keep WeChat.

Hanging up the phone, An Xin checked the time, changed into normal clothes, and quietly left the hospital while the nurse was not paying attention.

Heaven and Earth is the largest entertainment club in Haicheng, with a membership system and a gold-selling cave for the rich.

An Xin took a taxi there, sent a message to Song Kemu when he got off the car, it happened that he would be there soon, and asked An Xin to wait for him at the door.

She simply sat down on the stone steps of the fountain at the entrance of the clubhouse, took out her tablet and sketched out the thoughts in her mind.

When the phone rang, she instinctively thought that Song Kemu had arrived, and got up to look around.

At this moment, the black Tesla broke into her sight.

She glanced at it, and was about to look away.

That's not Song Kemu's car.

At this moment, the doorman trotted over to open the rear door, a pair of black leather shoes landed on the ground, followed by a stern and elegant man in a black suit.

From the perspective of peace of mind, only the profile of the man can be seen.

The lines are as cold as sculptures, with the familiar indifference of repelling people from thousands of miles away.

An Xin's eyes flickered, and she was about to sit back on the stone steps.

Another limousine slowly approached from a distance.

The black Maybach, still a limited edition, is more eye-catching than the Tesla just now.

An Xin frowned, is there any big event in heaven and earth tonight?

Before she could think deeply, her thoughts were interrupted by the ringtone of her mobile phone.

Song Kemu called, "An Xin, where are you?"

"Director Song, I'm at the fountain."

"Okay, just stand there and don't move, I'll go find you."

Hang up the phone, and squat down with peace of mind to pack the ipad and touch screen pen on the ground.

The moment she squatted down, Lu Yinghuai got off the Maybach.

Seeing the young man standing next to Tesla, his thick eyebrows were slightly frowned. When the other party was full of excitement and wanted to come over to say hello, he retracted his gaze indifferently, raised his gaze, and walked towards the clubhouse.

Five minutes later, Song Kemu came over, took An Xin and entered the club.

As she walked, she told her, "The people who come to this dinner are all big shots. Mr. Yu specially found us an opportunity. You should behave well when the time comes. It's good to see Mr. Lu chatting with him. If you don't have the opportunity Build a good relationship with other people as much as possible, and accumulate it as a network resource.”

An Xin doesn't want to say that in this kind of occasion, little people like them will not be at ease at all, even if they have a good conversation with you at the banquet, they may turn around and clean you up.

She was a little concerned about the person she saw before, and frowned and asked, "Director, can I ask who are the big names?"

Song Kemu thought that if she knew in advance, she would have a bottom line in her heart, so she probably told her a bit, emphasizing, "You can deal with the ones in front of you if you can, but you must pay more attention to the third son of the Shen family."

An Xin lowered her eyelashes, so Song Kemu didn't see the pain and reluctance that flickered in An Xin's eyes when he said this, because the expression on her face was too pale to see any reluctance at all.

When he finished speaking, she nodded kindly, "Okay, I see."

The two stepped into the private room, opened the door and went in. The men and women at the table could not call out their names at An Xin.

But those eyes that fell on her made her very uncomfortable.

Song Kemu had seen quite a few people present, who greeted them respectfully with smiling faces.

An Xin was beside him, with a gentle and faint smile on his face.

The beautiful and well-behaved little girl made many men here active at a glance, and their attitude towards Song Kemu was also warm.

After some hypocrisy, the two sat down.

Song Kemu led An Xin to toast.

An Xin actually doesn't like this kind of dinner. The men with their own ulterior motives treat women as if they are commodities and talk about business with clearly marked prices, which makes people feel disgusting.

She originally agreed to come because of the chance to catch up with Huanyu, but after looking around, it seemed that there was no one in the box who could catch up with Huanyu Lu.

Don't ask her why she knows.

Asking is intuitive.

After a round of drinking, An Xin got a little drunk, and escaped from all the malicious eyes in the private room with the excuse of going to the bathroom.

Unexpectedly, I just walked out of the private room, and I haven't taken a breath yet.