Chapter 9 Dinner Party, You Come with Me

His actions were also merciless. Gu Nanzhi gritted his teeth in pain and was secretly annoyed. This man turned against anyone even after putting on his pants?

Zhang Xiao didn't drink enough tonight, but he was particularly satisfied because he had a relationship with Feng Chen. When he was helped downstairs, he didn't forget to say hello to Feng Chen and make an appointment for the next dinner.

Gu Nanzhi watched his colleagues in the company get into the car, and turned around to see Feng Chen standing at the door of the hotel.

The night was thick, his back was turned to the neon lights, his handsome face was hidden in the darkness, and all he could see was the flame of the cigarette between his fingers getting brighter and brighter.

Taking advantage of his drunkenness, Gu Nanzhi stepped forward, took the cigarette from his hand, and tried to take a puff, but was choked by the strong smell and coughed repeatedly.

"What kind of cigarette is this? It's so hard to smoke." She threw the cigarette butt in the trash can on the roadside.

Feng Chen frowned: "I'm going to whip you even if I don't know how. Who forced you?"

Gu Nanzhi disliked his cold look the most. It was not like this when they were in bed. She giggled: "Thanks to my uncle for helping me with Zhongyan tonight, how do you want me to repay you? "

She poked Feng Shen's chest with her finger, and the hint was very obvious.

Feng Chen held her rebellious hand: "If it weren't for Zhong Yan's cooperation, would I treat Zhang Xiao to dinner?"

The driver had already driven to the side of the road and was hesitating whether to remind the boss when he saw him leaving Manager Gu and striding over.

Gu Nanzhi felt a little regretful that she couldn't sleep with him tonight.

It was already very late when I got home. Thanks to Feng Chen, I had a full meal at the wine party tonight.

She was in a good mood, humming a tuneless song and went to the bathroom to wash up. When she came out, she saw a lot of messages from Chen Ruotang, and her good mood suddenly disappeared.

All she said was asking about Wen Qing's condition, without considering the feelings of her own daughter.

Gu Nanzhi dialed the number back, but before he could speak, a complaining voice came from the other side: "Nanzhi, what have you been doing? Did you reply to me so late?"

Gu Nanzhi lazily leaned against the bed: "I'm busy tonight, and Wen Qing's illness isn't serious. Do you need to ask me again and again?"

Chen Ruotang was not happy with her tone and said dissatisfied: "You are her sister, what's wrong with asking you to take more care of her?"

In an instant, fatigue swept through his body, and Gu Nanzhi asked helplessly: "You just know that she was sick and hospitalized, do you know where I slept last night? I am also in the hospital, Mom, have you ever cared about me?"

Hearing the long silence on the other side, Gu Nanzhi felt that it was meaningless: "It's getting late, you should take a rest."

Zhongyan is also interested in cooperation, and the Nanshan project is in full swing.

In the days that followed, Gu Nanzhi was focused on his work and had no intention of thinking about anything else.

Wen Qing stayed in the hospital for a day and hurried back to the company, only to find that she was excluded from the team and couldn't do anything.

Gu Nanzhi went to the tea room to make himself a glass of milk, and saw Wen Qing entering Feng Yu's office with red eyes.

Her eyes were full of contempt. Wen Qing would only cry in front of men, right?

Feng Yu's office faced the tea room, and several people saw it. They secretly glanced at Gu Nanzhi, who had a calm expression, and began to murmur in private.

Wang Yue stirred the coffee, moved to Gu Nanzhi's side in small steps, and comforted her in a low voice: "Manager, don't take what those people say to heart."

Those people were discussing what they were talking about in their free time. You knew what it was without having to guess. Gu Nanzhi smiled and said, "Of course I can't control someone else's mouth."

But this didn't mean that Gu Nanzhi would just let them climb on top of his head.

Not long after Wang Yue joined the company, she was assigned to work under Gu Nanzhi. What she admired most was her style of doing things. She didn't take it to heart now, but she would never make things easier for her later.

She was looking forward to seeing what happened to Manager Wen.

Gu Nanzhi was called to the president's office before he finished his glass of milk.

When he entered, several senior officials from other departments were reporting to Feng Shen.

The man behind the desk rolled up his sleeves and was so focused on his work that he didn't even notice his arrival.

Gu Nazhi simply sat down on the sofa, flipping through a magazine and taking a few peeks.

It is said that men are most attractive when they are serious, and this sentence is actually true.

Feng Shen sometimes spoke sternly, and sometimes signed the documents with flying colors. He was countless times more handsome than the young guy who was praised on TV.

After several senior executives left, Feng Chen's brows showed some signs of fatigue. He rubbed his brows and saw someone sitting on the sofa, a pair of eyes looking at him boldly.

"When did you come?"

Gu Nanzhi threw away the magazine and moved to the seat opposite him: "I've been here for a while, Mr. Feng. You asked me to come. Are you going to deduct my bonus?"

Her eyes were like those of a deer, innocent and charming without knowing it.

Feng Chen looked away and handed over an invitation letter. It had a black gold background and gilded fonts. It was low-key and luxurious. It was sent by Zhongyan.

"You come with me for this dinner."

Zhongyan opened up overseas markets some time ago, and tonight is a celebration party. Celebrities from all walks of life have been invited. The scene is not simple.

Gu Nanzhi raised his eyebrows: "Uncle, are you going to use the back door for me?"

Zhang Xiao is still waiting for a response from her superiors. If she goes to see General Manager Zhongyan this time, it will be of great benefit to her project.

"The company values this cooperation with Zhongyan very much. If it messes up, Gu Nazhi, can you afford to pay for it?"

Feng Chen's seemingly threatening words ignited Gu Nanzhi's fighting spirit.

"Then can I take a leave of absence and go home now?"

Feng Chen closed the documents in his hand, picked up his suit jacket, and walked out: "Let's go, the dress has been adjusted, don't embarrass me tonight."

Gu Nanzhi followed him into the car. It was still early for the dinner, and they arrived at a dress shop.

Gu Nanzhi was slightly surprised when he saw the prominent English sign at the door from the outside, but Feng Chen walked straight in without waiting for her.

Gu Nanzhi took a few steps to catch up: "Mr. Feng, are the dresses here a little too expensive?"

She thought to herself that she actually had a few good-looking dresses in her wardrobe at home, and it would not be shameful to wear them.

I heard that this store was owned by a Western European aristocrat, and its customers were all European aristocrats and royal families. Later, it started designing high-end dresses, and then opened a store in China.

Feng Chen sneered: "Are you scared of just a dress? Gu Nanzhi, haven't you always been very courageous?"

He looked Gu Nanzhi up and down again, as if the woman in front of him was naked: "Hurry up and get in."

Anyway, this big boss paid the bill, and Gu Nanzhi was so provoked by him that it would be unreasonable for him to be cowardly.

The outside was completely decorated with European retro decorations. The person at the door seemed to know Feng Chen. Without even confirming his identity, he led the person inside: "Mr. Feng, the dresses you reserved have just been prepared. Please come with me."

They were taken to the third floor. The wide space and snow-white lights made the entire floor very bright. The rows of dresses placed next to the fitting room made women unable to take their eyes away.

Feng Chen sat on the sofa and motioned to the staff to take her to change clothes and style.

He was actually patient today. Gu Nanzhi was too lazy to think too much. The most important thing was to dress himself up beautifully today and win over the talents of the Yan family.

She had just taken a liking to an elegant champagne pink dress when she heard a familiar voice coming from not far away.

"Brother Feng Yu, am I too exposed in this...?"