"It doesn't matter! In any case, you will often go in and out later -- "

hug her, Huo Qingyang strides forward, and when he steps up the steps, Feng Jingyi's eyes unconsciously glances at the bar counter, and catches the scene that the man smokes, fills wine, and puts the lighter into his pocket. It's a synthetic action. It's like rehearsing thousands of times, not too much Li Li, unconsciously, Feng Jingyi's eyebrows are still twisted:

how many eyes may be staring at the place where heaven star is located? How dare someone Shun Huo Qingyang's lighter? How much can you charge for a lighter? Although Shun is Shun, why does it always feel strange?

In a trance of mind, another loud voice came: "good nine, good sister-in-law!"

In a flash, Feng Jingyi finds out that she is standing at the door of the underground hall. The noisy voice comes from the room, but she turns to Huo Qingyang. Similarly, Huo Qingyang is looking at her, and there is a flash of shock in her eyes:

sister-in-law?

How does the name come from?

Just at this time, a young man dressed as a manager came out: "eldest brother, eldest sister, are you here?"

Looking back, Huo Qingyang unconsciously stares at Si Yuan, one of the leaders in charge of the ground, but he can't deny that he can only nod his head and answer: "MMM"

which is the name given to the whole? He just went out for a moment. How to call him changed? But in this situation, he can neither explain nor deny it, otherwise tonight's preparations will not be completely self defeating and will fall short?

Full of bitter water can only be swallowed, Huo Qingyang embraces Feng Jingyi to go inside.

The hall is full of lively tables. Although it is an underground space, mixed with the breath of obvious alcohol and tobacco hormones, it does not make people feel bad or uncomfortable. Therefore, the ventilation system of the hall should be designed very well!

In a flash, Feng Jingyi's face didn't show any special look, but she was still a little surprised: why didn't the police of such a wild casino seal her last time?

Walking in slowly, the more in-depth, she felt that there was something different. In addition to various peripheral amusement machines and inside, the single room inside was more upscale. On the way, some people came to talk to Huo Qingyang from time to time. They couldn't understand him. Feng Jingyi didn't listen deliberately.

Seeing a group of big men around the corner playing with the baby grabbing machine, Feng Jingyi was wondering:

are all these people's brains funny? Run to such an expensive place to catch dolls? You can find any big shopping mall. Why do you have to run here to find masochism?

This inside doorway, she naturally wants to break the head also won't understand!

She just pulled Huo Qingyang's sleeve and asked him if he could play for free, but she saw that the man named Si Yuan came over with a folder like thing:

"Jiu Ye, your thing! By the way, boss Gao of Dachang entertainment city is here. I heard that Jiu Ye is here to invite you to have a drink. Is it convenient now? "

Entertainment city?

Three words suddenly jumped into the bottom of the ear, and the sensitive nerves of Feng Jingyi's heart suddenly burst, creating a bad premonition.

"Boss Gao?"

Huo Qingyang's eyebrows were slightly raised, and a strange voice split across the sky: "nine Ye won't even give this face?"

Looking for fame from afar, Feng Jingyi saw a tall man with an ugly face like a snake's skin, and a fierce light on his eyes. Although he was wearing a suit and a suit, he had a bad breath. Looking at the past, he was horrified.

In the blink of an eye, the man has stood in front of him. A strong sense of being violated surged into his heart. Unconsciously, Feng Jingyi leaned against Huo Qingyang.

"What do you say? Boss Gao's presence makes heaven star shine! "

"Then please!"

Two people casually polite a few words, then, a group of people in response to the invitation of the man walked to the inside of a private room. Entering the door, as like as two peas, the seal was almost completely confused with the illusion of the ground, because the design of the room was almost the same as that of the star star's private room.

The two sides of the sofa sat down separately, and cigarettes, wine and snacks were put up one after another. The man opposite opened a bottle of beer, while Huo Qingyang poured a glass of red wine into Feng Jingyi's hand, patted her small hand, and gave her the file bag in his hand:

"go play! Call you later! "

During the conversation, he glanced at the corner of the sofa with his eyes motioning. Understanding, Feng Jingyi moved away and looked up at him. When he nodded, she sat down.

When the music started in the room, Feng Jingyi also tried to focus all her attention on her own hand and sipped her wine. She found that the transparent file bag in her hand was like a paper pen for drawing, and the exposed corner was also like a sketch: he just said let her "play"?

Is it not for her to pass the time?

Looking at the pencil rolled out of the bag and the transparent file bag, there is no sign of sealing. It should not be an important thing!

Put down the wine glass in her hand, she opened it. Sure enough, the bag was filled with several pieces of paper, on which some bottles and cans were sketchily drawn. At a glance, the lines were deeply and shallowly shaped, but there was no aesthetic feeling:

is this the drawing of the measuring cup in the laboratory?

It's so simple. It's like a kid's family!

She was born in fine arts. Feng Jingyi couldn't see these rough works. She flipped over two of them casually, and thought that the painting was too different from the original one. The appearance of the painting was doodling without any rules. She picked up the pen, and unconsciously looked at Huo Qingyang. She picked up the pen and chose a measuring cup position in her knee It's covered and simply painted.

I saw Huo Qingyang a few times in the middle of the painting. I didn't see any special reaction from him, so she was more relieved. She daubed and daubed the floor, followed the painting for a while, and found that when the painting was formed, it was quite similar. Even the thickness of the pipe was expressed incisively and vividly. While painting, she thought, it was round and square. Sometimes it was thick and then it was thin. Even if you want to practice writing, you should I can't give her something creative and beautiful. It's so ugly that I can't achieve anything!

"Nine Ye don't think the equity swap between Dachang and tiantangxing is a win-win situation for each other? After all, what will happen in our business one day? As long as nine Ye agree, Dachang 60% shares can be given to you! "

Put down the wine cup in his hand, Huo Qingyang coldly hooked his lips: "are you talking about her?"

As soon as his eyes turned, he pointed to Feng Jingyi and said, "come here!"