Douluo: Qin Shimingyue system

As for Fang Songqi, she was just a newcomer to a studio she had just founded. When others faced her offer of an olive branch or even a gesture of goodwill, they just smiled politely, accepted the business card, and threw it into the trash can in the corner of the venue. .

"I don't know who has the nerve to send me a business card."

"Yes, I don't know where I picked up the invitation letter. Would Miss Zhu send an invitation letter to such a person?"

"Miss Zhu, it's definitely impossible."

They completely ignored that they were not far away from them, only a few steps away. Xia Ranran and Fang Songqi had not gone far yet, so they spoke unscrupulously.

This kind of behavior is most intolerable to Fang Songqi's bad temper.

Xia Ranran didn't stop her, and Fang Songqi strode over, "If you don't want to accept my business card, you don't have to accept it. You don't have to accept it and then curse me behind my back!"

The two wealthy ladies were obviously stunned, "Who cursed? Miss, what are you so excited about?"

Fang Songqi said, "Don't think I didn't hear it, I heard it clearly!" Fang Songqi said, "I'm a newcomer, I'm unknown, but I've been working hard! If you don't understand, don't judge at will. other people!"

The socialite rolled her eyes, "Who denies your efforts? Do you think that if you didn't have the invitation letter and your current status, you would be able to talk to me? It's a joke, I am targeting you, you are not qualified."

Fang Songqi still wanted to speak, but was stopped by Xia Ranran.

"Songqi, forget it," Xia Ranran said in Fang Songqi's ear, "Even if you don't win over people, don't offend the people in this network."

The upper class circle and the fashion circle are actually very small.

It is possible that what this person says will reach the ears of another person, and through countless connections, the final result will be achieved.

It is difficult to make a person successful, but in this circle, it is very easy to destroy a person. Sometimes, all it takes is a piece of dirt.

And this society is much less tolerant of women than men.

How many women have been ruined because of dirty stuff.

Fang Songqi suppressed the anger that was rising and closed her eyes.

However, his own show of weakness made the other party even more unscrupulous.

"Hey, I think you two stole someone's invitation to get in?"

"Yes, the Zhu family doesn't know you people."

"How could the eldest lady of the Zhu family know you two, people of such low class?"

"Take out your invitation and let us see if it belongs to someone else?"

Several people were talking to each other, and the atmosphere in the entire venue was already burning to the point of exploding.

Fang Songqi finally couldn't stand it anymore.

Just when she was about to speak, suddenly, a figure walked over from behind the crowd.

"What's going on here?"

The voice was light, with a bit of a coquettish baby voice.

Xia Ranran looked towards the visitor.

This woman is the same as the airport photo I saw on the Internet.

However, in the airport photos, she looked more youthful, energetic and charming, but now, she looks a bit more elegant and charming.

This person is Zhu Qianqian, the daughter of G&Q Group.

Zhu Qianqian is wearing a black gauze skirt. It is a purely handmade gauze skirt with layers upon layers. This is a limited edition and only one-of-a-kind dress in the world.

She glanced at the visitor, "What happened?"

The bodyguard who had been watching immediately walked to Zhu Qianqian and told him what had just happened here.

Zhu Qianqian nodded, glanced at Xia Ranran and Fang Songqi, and then looked away with a smile on her face.

"Since you can come in with an invitation letter, everyone who comes is a guest. Please do it." She glanced at the two ladies who were particularly wanton and troublesome. "I have never seen anything like this at a party." When things happen, I hope the two sisters can be more restrained, this is my home court."

These words were clearly meant to help Xia Ranran and Fang Songqi, and they slapped the two ladies hard.

The faces of the two celebrities turned pale.

This remark was secretly a mockery of the two of them, who regarded themselves as the protagonists of the party regardless of their priorities.

Zhu Qianqian smiled and said, "Everyone, go ahead. There will be a concert later in the theater in Hall A. Anyone who is interested can go and listen to it."

Looking at Zhu Qianqian's back, Fang Songqi pursed her lips and said, "This is our lady."

Xia Ranran said nothing.

She originally thought that Zhu Qianqian was that kind of unruly and willful, just like Song Lingxue or Huo Pengpeng who were raised in wealthy families, arrogant and domineering.

But it completely exceeded her expectations.

She never expected that the result would be like this.

She originally wanted to pit Zhu Qianqian and Fang Songqi against each other, and the two would be tit-for-tat. In the end, when the truth came to light, Fang Songqi would not be any more sad.

But now...

Fang Songqi pulled Xia Ranran's sleeve, "Let's go to the concert too!"

Before Xia Ranran had time to express her opinion, she was pulled by Fang Songqi to Hall A.

The theater is huge, but there are no seats packed inside.

To be honest, like Xia Ranran, she doesn't even understand such high-level concerts. She can only watch the excitement as a layman. She can hear the melodiousness, the crispness, and more. Can't understand.

However, her eyes were fixed on Zhu Qianqian, who was sitting in the first row in front.

She always sat there with the same elegant posture, listening attentively, with a very serious and focused look in her eyes.

Fang Songqi was also a little drowsy.

After all, both of them are people with little culture.

Fang Songqi saw that there was an empty seat next to Zhu Qianqian, and said to Xia Ranran, "Ranran, I'm going to get a business card for this Miss Zhu."

"Goodbye," before Xia Ranran finished speaking, Fang Songqi had already stood up, ducked down from the seat, walked to the first row, and sat down in the empty seat next to Zhu Qianqian.

Xia Ranran: "..."

After a distance, Xia Ranran couldn't hear clearly what was being said between the two. She just looked at the aura exuding from Zhu Qianqian, and she must not have been angry, but handed over her business card.

Xia Ranran was just about to breathe a sigh of relief, but at this moment, the VIP passage from the side door of the music hall opened from the outside.

Xia Ranran saw a man wearing black formal clothes walking out of the VIP aisle.

The man's slender legs moved from the darkness to the first row where the lights were dimly lit above his head. The second his face appeared in the light, Xia Ranran gasped.

The people behind Xia Ranran had already begun to whisper: "Isn't this Miss Zhu's fiancé?"

"He looks really handsome."

"Yes, if it weren't for this face, how could Miss Zhu be so obsessed with her that she would even hand over her billions of family property to others."

This doesn't sound like a nice thing to say. Overtly and covertly, it is sarcastic that this "fiancé" is a pretty boy who is just a freeloader.