His Wife Calls The Shots

On the other side, after Qian Mian settled down for lunch in the dining hall, he went out of school with Lu Wanyu.

Neither of them wanted to take a nap, so they went to kill time in the nearby entertainment city.

After changing their skates, the two went in for a while.

Qianmiao slid casually for a while based on his feelings, and then stood by the handrail.

On the opposite side is a huge electronic display, hanging on the second floor. At this time, the authoritative channel financial news is being broadcast.

Suddenly, she saw a familiar face.

The host’s gentle voice is slowly unraveling: “It’s a great honor to invite Feng Xian, the president of Fengshi Bank, to come to our studio as a guest...”

In the picture, the man’s cool and handsome face has a calm look, and his low voice answers the host Rao’s questions unhurriedly. He has a calm and mature temperament all over his body, like snow lotus on the cliff of an iceberg. , Eye-catching enough.

Even the host on the side was slightly out of control, his eyes were shy, and his smile was rippling.

The women around, all stopped and looked up at the man on the TV, with admiration in their eyes.

The faint upset that had been in the past regained consciousness in Qian Miao's heart.

She turned her eyes away, slid neatly, and entered the skating rink.

Within a few minutes, she was out of the skating rink.

Lu Wanyu also changed her shoes and walked out with her.

The two walked outside, and there happened to be a newsstand next to them.

She raised her eyes at random, inexplicably, she saw the cover of an authoritative economic magazine, impressively, with her face printed with Fengxian.

The photo has been matt processed to make it more advanced and deep.

Without reading the text, I thought it was a big movie star.

She frowned and quickly looked away.

What's going on today, I can meet this man everywhere.

In the afternoon self-study class, the whole class was discussing the morning thing in a low voice, Qianmiao lowered his head to deal with the information on the phone.

It was a coincidence that she was all told to drink.

Zhu Danjing hasn't given up his heart yet, and the appointment was not made last time. This time he must ask her.

She thought for a while and agreed.

Today's mood is quite suitable for drinking.

When get out of class is over, Xu Youzheng delivered a gift to her: "Hey, this is thanks for helping me make up the class. I must accept it."

Qianmiao's eyes were faint: "You don't need to thank me."

She returned the things.

Xu Youzheng said: "No, I really just want to thank you, nothing else."

Qianmiao looked at him, the color in his eyes became darker: "Really want to thank me?"

"Yes." Xu Youzheng is very honest.

Qian Miao leaned back in the chair: "How's your alcohol intake?"

Xu Youzheng was dumbfounded: "Drinking? It's okay, no one can drink me so far."

Hearing this, Qianmiao said: "Then go to the bar."

These words shocked the people next door.

Lu Wanyu raised her eyebrows: "Are you going to have a drink?"

"Well, that's it." Qianmiao's voice was very weak.

Zhu Danjing will take a few members there too. They are her fans, all of whom are well-drunk.

"Then add me." Lu Wanyu said.

"I'll go too." Feng Can leaned over.

Qianmiao is indifferent: "Can you drink?"

Feng Can said: "My nickname is a thousand cups, don't you understand?"

Qianmiao raised his eyebrows: "I hope it's true."

Shi Chengan glanced at them, feeling a little disgusted, and lowered his head to continue reading.

Mind, but couldn't help but always float towards them.

After school in the afternoon, a few people left the school and headed directly to the south of the city.

Zhu Danjing was already waiting for her with six fans, including two girls in total.