Male supporting character in a book: Aren’t we brothers?

It was the first time for Jiang Qian'an to attend such a banquet and he didn't have to spend a lot of effort on socializing, so he felt very happy.

Unfortunately, he couldn't stay quiet for long.

Someone interrupted the moment of silence, "Hello, you look unfamiliar, are you here with a friend?"

Wang Rui sat down next to Jiang Qian'an and spoke in a self-proclaimed handsome manner.

Jiang Qian'an didn't respond, but glanced at him inconspicuously.

Seeing that he ignored him, Wang Rui thought that Jiang Qian'an was not clear about his identity, so he spoke confidently.

"My name is Wang Rui. How about we be friends?"

Jiang Qian'an reacted this time. Is he from Wang Group?

Now there is fun right at your doorstep.

"Qi An, I'm here with a friend."

When Wang Rui heard this, he realized that the person was not from their circle. They had never heard of a big family with the surname Qi.

But he wanted to confirm it again, so he asked, "What do you do for a living? Let's work together if there's a chance."

Jiang Qianan followed his words and replied, "I am a painter."

He immediately felt relieved and stopped pretending to be friendly.

He looked at Jiang Qian'an with a somewhat obscene expression:

"I liked you the moment I saw you. How about following me? I can give you 100,000 a month."

His tone was filled with overwhelming confidence, as if he was talking about not one hundred thousand but one billion.

Jiang Qianan sneered, his expression somewhat amused:

“Is this maintenance?”

Wang Rui felt that he might not have a deep understanding of his identity yet, so he raised his chin slightly and said to Jiang Qian'an with a proud look:

"My family is the Wang Group, and I am the only heir of my family. You won't feel wronged if you follow me."

Jiang Qian'an pulled out a smile, his tone was flat, and he looked at Wang Rui with his peach blossom eyes without any warmth:

"What if I say I don't agree?"

Wang Rui didn't notice Jiang Qian'an's eyes. He was already bewitched by Jiang Qian'an's smile.

The hand was already reaching out to Jiang Qian'an, but Jiang Qian'an turned away.

Looking at the person in front of him who was unmoved by him, Wang Rui became more determined to possess Jiang Qian'an.

He snorted with a haughty expression. "You have no choice. The Wang family has the power to make you agree."

Jiang Qian'an was a little disappointed. Is Wang Rui so stupid? There is nothing wrong with his attitude. Is he so sure of himself?

He can only speak harsh words... He wants to see how powerful the Wang family is.

Suddenly feeling a bit bored, he stood up and left, leaving behind a sentence as he turned around:

"Then I'll wait for Master Wang."

Being ignored like that, Wang Rui was so angry that his face twisted. However, because it was someone else's party, he didn't dare to lose his temper and immediately took out his cell phone to look for someone.

Jiang Qian'an originally wanted to find another place to wait for Tang Fei, but he saw a somewhat unexpected person.

The heroine Qiao Wanwan, why is she here?

The Qiao family's roots are in Hai City, not in Jing City, and not everyone can come to such a banquet.

In the plot, she was able to enter the upper class circle of Beijing because of Qin Siheng.

Because Qin Siheng had helped her in public and had Qin Siheng's support when she got into trouble, those wealthy families regarded her as a way to get close to Qin Siheng.

Only then did I slowly bring her into this circle.

It must be said that the power of the plot is still strong. Even without Qin Siheng's help, it does not affect the heroine Qiao Wanwan's growth and revenge.

Thinking of this, Jiang Qian'an felt much better. As long as the matter between him and Qin Siheng did not affect the heroine, it was good.

However, he originally intended to help the heroine. Now it seems that even without his help, the heroine will be able to succeed in her revenge.

good mood.

He reached out to call the waiter, picked up a glass of champagne from the tray, and was about to put it in his mouth.

Someone bumped into him, and the wine glass in his hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound of broken glass.

It caused a small commotion, but the hotel waiters had received professional training and someone came to deal with it immediately.

"Sorry sorry, I didn't mean it."

A middle-aged man apologized to Jiang Qian'an with an apologetic look on his face.

Jiang Qian'an looked at him. He was about fifty years old and very thin. At first glance, he looked like a man who had experienced many hardships, but his eyes were clear and his expression was sincere and flawless.

"It's okay. There are so many people at the venue, it's inevitable that I might not notice it."

He said gently.

Logically speaking, after this little commotion passes, no one will pay attention to this side.

But Jiang Qian'an felt that someone was looking at him with a very strong gaze.

Following my gaze, I saw a young man I had no impression of.

He turned his eyes and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and said:

"Sir, the waiter needs to clean up here, let's go to the side and talk."

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then nodded gently: "Okay, let's go over there."

Jiang Qian'an followed the uncle's footsteps, avoided the guests, and walked to a small rest area to sit down.

"What do you mean, sir?"

Jiang Qian'an saw that everyone was sitting down and there was no one around, so he asked the middle-aged man opposite him.

Just now, the middle-aged man said something to him while moving sideways.

Tell him to be careful, he is being watched.

The middle-aged man didn't expect him to ask directly. He looked a little hesitant and nervous, and looked around, as if to confirm whether anyone saw him.

Seeing that he was nervous, Jiang Qianan raised the corner of his mouth and coughed lightly: "It's okay, no one saw it."

The uncle relaxed a lot.

He began to look at the young man in front of him. At first glance, he was a noble young master from a big family. He should not be afraid of that group of people.

He lowered his voice and told Jiang Qian'an what he had just seen at the corner: "I was just over there and saw someone bribe the waiter to put something in your cup."

Jiang Qian'an raised his eyebrows. Adding something to the cup to harm him?

He remembered the look just now, which he didn't recognize.

At this banquet, he met someone who wanted to attack him.

But was it that quick? It took him less than a few minutes from leaving his seat to picking up his glass.

Or is it because they've done this kind of thing so often? Are they prepared for it?

Jiang Qian'an lowered his eyes, a dark light flashed in his eyes, and he raised his head again to look at the middle-aged man, and asked gently and kindly:

"Thank you for the reminder, sir. May I know your name? I would like to express my gratitude."

The middle-aged man waved his hand and said, "No need to thank me."

Then he turned to look at the people in the venue, his eyes brightening: "I have something to do now, so I'll take my leave first."

After saying that, he smiled apologetically at Jiang Qian and left.

Jiang Qian'an looked at his leaving back with an expression that was hard to describe. He couldn't help but complain in his heart: Are there really fools these days who do good deeds without leaving their names?

Although he was speechless, he thought of what the middle-aged man said. His eyes were filled with ambiguous expressions, and the corners of his mouth curled up unintentionally.

He stood up and returned to the banquet where people were drinking and chatting.

A waiter walked past him carrying drinks. He stepped on something and slipped, causing the tray in his hand to tilt and a lot of wine to spill out. The wine splashed onto Jiang Qian'an's clothes, instantly leaving a faint water stain.