After Chen Xingjun finished speaking, he walked straight towards Zhang Wanlin.
Truly!
For a person like Chen Xingjun who is accustomed to seeing women, Zhang Wanlin’s small family jasper is fatal to him.
Chen Xingjun came straight to Zhang Wanlin.
Stretched out his hand and said with a smile: “I’m Chen Xingjun, can I make friends with you?” ”
Zhang Wanlin looked at Chen Xingjun, and a trace of vigilance flashed on her face.
She smiled and shook her head.
“Sorry, I never make friends with strangers casually.”
The smile on Chen Xingjun’s face stopped abruptly when he heard this.
The two people following behind him, after hearing Zhang Wanlin’s refusal, did not wait for Chen Xingjun to speak, so they pointed at Zhang Wanlin and said coldly.
“Young Master Chen is the heir of the Shunyang Group, and making friends with you is to give you face?”
“That’s right, you woman, don’t be a villain, some women who want to make friends with Chen Gongzi are, as long as you serve Chen Gongzi well, when the time comes, Chen Gongzi will not treat you badly.”
When Zhang Wanlin heard this, her face was obviously filled with a hint of displeasure.
Cui Yuzhe, who was walking towards him, after seeing Chen Xingjun, the arrogance on his face before disappeared.
He greeted Chen Xingjun with a smile.
“It turned out to be Chen Shao, and I am the son of Cui Zhiming, vice president of Shunyang Financial Investment Company.” Saying that, he turned his head to look at Zhang Wanlin, “Wanlin, Chen Shaoren is very good, he wants to make friends with you, you can make friends with him!” ”
Zhang Wanlin’s expression was a little complicated.
Choi Woo-chul winked at Kim Sun-mi.
At this time, Kim Sun-mi said weakly: “Wanlin, Yuzhe will not harm us, you… Otherwise, you better make friends with Young Master Chen.” ”
At this time, Zhang Wanlin said extremely reluctantly: “Well, okay! ”
The haze on Chen Xingjun’s face was swept away at this time.
“There’s my yacht over there, how about going on it together?”
Zhang Wanlin bit her lower lip lightly, and then shook her head slightly.
“Nope… Still not. ”
Chen Xingjun frowned.
Cui Yuzhe turned his head to look at Zhang Wanlin.
“Wanlin, Chen Shao rarely invites others so much, don’t refute Chen Shao’s face.”
Zhang Wanlin’s face became more and more ugly.
“I’m a little uncomfortable and want to go back to rest first.”
Zhang Wanlin said and wanted to turn around.
At this moment, Cui Yuzhe’s face showed a hint of anger.
He said viciously: “Wanlin, why are you so ignorant! ”
As he spoke, he wanted to reach out and grab Zhang Wanlin.
But at this moment, a big hand desperately clamped Cui Yuzhe’s arm.
Su Mingyu’s eyes flashed with a trace of coldness.
“Cui Yuzhe, how Wan Lin is seems to have nothing to do with you!”
Su Mingyu’s tone was particularly cold.
At this time, Zhang Wanlin threw herself into Su Mingyu’s arms timidly.
Su Mingyu held Zhang Wanlin, and his palm was slightly forced.
“Ugh!”
Cui Yuzhe’s mouth let out a scream.
His face was extremely cold.
Perhaps thinking that Chen Xingjun was the first to stand out for him, Cui Yuzhe at this time had no scruples about Su Mingyu.
“Bastard, let me go, otherwise, Chen Shao won’t let you go.”
When Su Mingyu heard this, he slowly raised his head, and a chill flashed in his narrow eyes.
He raised his eyebrows slightly.
“Oh? You won’t let me go? ”
He said and looked at Chen Xingjun.
Chen Xingjun’s face was even more livid at this moment.
His face was even more ugly.
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