The scumbag provoked the blackened male god again

Chapter 675 Mary Su Cannon Fodder [43]

She was taken to a seating area and sat down.

Coincidentally, Mr. Yu was also sitting there, shaking his wine glass and whispering his request to the waiter next to him.

After the waiter left, Mr. Yu said to Xiao Wanchen: "I don't know how Mr. Xiao feels about our sincerity?"

Shen Lang sat quietly on the side, making an exquisite and beautiful vase.

Xiao Wanchen just said indifferently: "Xiao has received my sincerity, but I just heard that your company has not been peaceful recently, and it seems that you intend to violate our contract?"

Mr. Yu's complexion changed slightly, and his eyes flickered: "This is all random speculation by the ignorant people below, it's not what our board of directors meant..."

Seeing that he was not telling the truth, Xiao Wanchen also lost his patience, frowned and said coldly: "On the 23rd of this month, 10% of the shares in Mr. Yu's hands have been taken back by Mr. Yu, and I ask you to negotiate a cooperation with Xiao's." Return it, am I right?"

Mr. Yu's expression was a little unnatural.

"As long as the shares are still in the hands of the Yu family, the position of the son's heir cannot be shaken. On the other hand, you, the father who was in power in the past, will be pulled down by the moth raised by the company. If Mr. Yu doesn't solve this matter as soon as possible, I'm afraid I won't be able to convince you Shaw will continue to cooperate with your company."

Xiao Wanchen's voice is very light, restrained|sensual and magnetic, which makes the ears of others feel pregnant.

Shen Lang is no exception.

She stared sideways at him.

Xiao Wanchen seemed to feel it, paused, didn't look at her, but beckoned, took a goblet from the waiter's tray who came quickly and handed it to her.

Shen Lang was slightly startled, and took it.

Different from others, the liquid in this cup|glass is orange, clearly... orange juice.

At this kind of banquet, this bastard actually made her drink orange juice?

Mr. Yu also put his eyes on her, pulled his lips, and said with a smile: "Miss Shen, did you play well with the dog just now?"

...how should I put it.Shen Lang fell into sweet distress.

You can't say that I have soaked your son in the few 10 minutes you went out just now, can you?

Sure enough, too much charm is also a kind of trouble...

Shen Lang lifted his long eyelashes slightly, and smiled gracefully: "Very good, your son is very likable, we had a good chat."

Mr. Yu couldn't help laughing and said: "He is like a wooden child, and he can't speak in front of girls. If something makes Miss Shen unhappy, Miss Shen must bear it."

Shen Lang smiled slightly, and began to question in his heart whether Yu Qingyue was his own son.He doesn't even know his own son, is this still a father?
What wood, what can't speak, Yu Qingyue?

joke.

But at this moment, the melodious piano sound lingering in my ears stopped abruptly.

Short and shocking screams rose and fell like small waves from the crowd of onlookers.

The people sitting firmly in the rest area were also alarmed, Shen Lang's complexion changed slightly, and he heard a few faint words from the crowd:
"Passed out…"

"Master Yu has fallen!"

"What's going on." Xiao Wanchen frowned, pursed her thin lips.

Mr. Yu next to him had already lowered his face, and quickly got up and ran over.

Shen Lang just paused, then gracefully and quickly got up to follow, without even looking at Xiao Wanchen's face.

My new boyfriend is dizzy, how can this work?

She remembered that this didn't happen in the original plot, and it seemed that something went wrong again.

Facts have proved that the heir is worthy of being the heir. Even if he fainted and lay on the piano, his posture is smooth and elegant. Half of his face exposed from the gap between his arms is pale and bloodless, like a pale ribbon that has been dried and tightened. Also trembling slightly.

(End of this chapter)