How can you fall in love with your fan!

At eight o'clock in the evening, the banquet hall on the top floor of Dijiang Haiyan.

Wu Ruiqing was wearing a dark blue evening dress, with a neat white shirt inside, and two moire fritillary on the neckline, which set off the whole person's temperament very softly.He appeared in the banquet hall, did not put the gift in a unified storage place, but carried the flat black box tied with a champagne ribbon, and strolled into the well-dressed reception.

Lucy has always been worried that he is not good at socializing at receptions, but he has attended too many such occasions in London, and the more he gets bored, the receptions are relatively efficient social occasions in this circle, but they are far from meeting his standards.

He greeted several bosses who came up to greet him, and scanned the faces in the banquet hall to pick out two worthy targets for chatting.

One is Wu Guanghai, one of the important directors of the Walnut Fund.The other is CharlesYvan, who is the China president of Pierres' rival LaCouronne Group.

To change jobs, investment companies are naturally the best choice.If there is no suitable opportunity, the giants in the same industry are safe.

He was thinking quietly in his heart, the phone vibrated suddenly, and Gu Zhuoli sent him a message.

Gu Zhuoli: Are you here?

Wu Ruiqing replied: I didn't see you in the banquet hall.

Gu Zhuoli: My stylist hasn't done it for me yet, wait a minute.

Wu Ruiqing couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips.For some reason, the picture of that guy dressed up sitting in front of the mirror picking on the stylist appeared in his mind. He coughed lightly and put away his phone.

Not far away stood a group of middle-aged people who were well-dressed but out of shape, and they were having a heated discussion.After hearing a few sentences, Wu Ruiqing suddenly felt that the voice was familiar. After thinking about it carefully, it was the directors of Wangxuan Group—the group of big bosses whom Gu Zhuoli affectionately called Old Crow.

Among them was only one young face, a man of medium build, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, who occasionally spoke to everyone.The group of old directors seemed to believe him very much, stopping from time to time to wait for his opinion.

Wu Ruiqing went through the important figures of Wangxuan Group in his mind, and that person should be Qin Ruihao, Wangxuan's executive president.

He put down the wine glass in his hand, and planned to meet Director Wu of the Walnut Fund first.

A voice suddenly sounded from behind.

"stop."

Wu Ruiqing frowned, turned around, and sure enough saw Wu Feng with the board still tied to his arm.

Wu Feng's expression seemed to have seen something unclean, "Father doesn't seem to have written your name in the invitation letter the Wu family received."

"Really." Wu Ruiqing looked indifferent, did not answer, just glanced at his tightly wrapped shoulders, "Is the injury healed?"

Wu Feng's body tensed up, and the sullen anger all over his body almost tore his suit.He was already fat, and when he got angry, the flesh on his face stiffened.Wu Ruiqing looked at him, and said calmly: "Since the injury is not healed, stay away from me. Wu Qingtai protects you so much, even if I take off your arm, didn't he say anything?"

Wu Feng clenched his fists, and could barely hold down the volume, "Are you deaf or blind, can't you feel the loss of your real power? Wu Qingtai, that's your dad! What kind of humble and rude bastard are you, calling your dad by his name?" ?”

Wu Ruiqing was not angry, but just twitched the corners of his mouth slightly mockingly, "Listen to your own inconsistency. You came to the company before and clamored to clear me from the household registration book. This will admit that he is I'm dad."

He paused, and said word by word softly and firmly: "You admit it, but I don't admit it——I don't have a father like that."

Wu Feng's generous chest heaved violently, "The Wu family gave you today, even if one day you are kicked out by the Wu family, you must learn to be grateful."

Wu Ruiqing raised his eyes, and there was a cold scheming behind his warm black eyes, "Grateful? I think it should be mutual use."

"Your father and I are the two sides who use each other. We will compete to see who uses the other more thoroughly. You know it well, why are you pretending to be blind with me?"

A premonition suddenly flashed in Wu Feng's heart, and he said coldly, "What did you do behind your back?!"

"What are you doing?" Gu Zhuoli's voice suddenly sounded from behind.Before Wu Ruiqing turned his head to look at him, the man stepped forward, frowned at Wu Feng, then looked at his badly injured shoulder, and asked in confusion, "Who are you?"

Wu Ruiqing didn't have the energy to introduce, his attention was all attracted by the silk gray evening dress on the man.I thought this guy would wear a flamboyant bag, but it turned out that Xiao Gu Dong's aesthetics still exceeded his expectations, the dress was gorgeous but not exaggerated, and the whole person was personable.

The hostility on Wu Feng's face faded a little after seeing Gu Zhuoli, and a commercial smirk bloomed from his fat and taut face. He stretched out his hand, "Gu Dong, right? I'm Wu Feng."

Gu Zhuoli didn't shake hands, but stared in shock.

He confirmed: "Wu Feng, Wu Qingtai's youngest son Wu Feng?"

Wu Feng nodded, "Exactly."

Gu Zhuoli: "Wu Ruiqing's younger brother, Wu Feng?"

Wu Feng was somewhat reluctant, but still nodded, "Exactly."

The man looked blank.

The surrounding air seemed to freeze awkwardly for two seconds.Wu Ruiqing obviously felt that the people around him were in a state of confusion, he inadvertently raised his eyes to look over, but saw Gu Zhuo standing upright looking at him in disbelief, and then at Wu Feng, with disbelief written all over his face.

——Wu Ruiqing and Wu Feng really don't look like brothers.

After a moment of embarrassment, Wu Feng's face turned green, and Gu Zhuoli said, "Don't be surprised, it's the first time I see you, I looked at you and never thought you were your brother's brother, haha."

Wu Feng couldn't smile, but Wu Ruiqing raised the corners of his lips, casually took a glass of champagne from the tray held by the passing bartender, sniffed it casually, and turned away from looking at it calmly.

Gu Zhuoli continued to mentally torture Wu Feng: "I saw you yelling from a long distance, and thought you two were going to fight. I was scared to death. I said, today is my birthday party, Wu Er, please give me some help." Save face."

Wu Feng's thick brows stiffened, "When did I yell? Gu Dong seems to know Wu Ruiqing very well."

"Is that why you call your brother?" The man frowned, and the expression on his face flashed, but the meaning was clearly read.He went on to say, "Your brother and I are quite familiar. We go to and from get off work together every day."

Wu Feng: "... Director Gu was joking."

"What's the joke?" Gu Zhuoli raised his eyebrows with a serious face, "Have you never seen the two bosses of the next-door company commuting together?"

Wu Feng: "..."

When Wu Feng left, his face was almost crooked. As soon as he left, Gu Zhuoli's seriousness collapsed, "I didn't have the nerve to say just now, your brother looks really ugly, he doesn't look like you at all."

Wu Ruiqing looked at him, "Aren't you ashamed to say?"

"That's right." The man looked confident, "The words came to my lips, and I swallowed them back."

Wu Ruiqing didn't speak, and after a while, he smiled and turned away, the gloom between his brows and eyes disappeared, and those clear black eyes returned to their usual gentle and distant look.Gu Zhuoli stared at him for a long time, feeling as if a feather was flirting in his heart, inexplicably restless.

He coughed, "Hey, Mr. Wu, that brother of yours doesn't look too good. Outsiders can tell that he always bullies you, a gentle brother. One arm is still dangling. Could it be that he is not doing well outside?" Speak well and get beaten up?"

Hearing this, Wu Ruiqing withdrew his gaze, looked down at the wine in the glass, "I unloaded it."

"What?" Gu Zhuoli didn't seem to hear it. After reacting for a while, confusion appeared on his face again, "You unloaded it? How did you unload it?"

"Just unload it like that." Wu Ruiqing said in his usual star-chasing tone. He thought that Gu Zhuoli was seriously asking him for advice on beating skills, so he raised his right hand and pressed it on his shoulder, pinching it slightly. I pinched it, but it was useless. "Pinch hard until the joints are misaligned, then pull down and cut them back, and smash them again. Human joints are actually very fragile."

"..."

A little green gradually appeared under the man's fair skin.A burst of numbness crawled along the nerves in his shoulders all the way to his brain. He shivered all over, and almost subconsciously took a glass of high-quality foreign wine from the passing bartender, raised his neck, and gulped it down.

Wu Ruiqing was a little confused, "What's wrong?"

Gu Zhuoli felt a little cold after taking a sip of wine, and shivered, "You don't look like a person who can hit like that."

Wu Ruiqing laughed when he heard the words, "I started practicing Sanda when I was seven years old. Over the years, I have learned some different styles. I can't really fight, but my muscles are explosive enough." He paused, thinking I want to give an example to prove myself, "Look at Wu Feng, his weight should be between [-] and [-]. I measured it with this hand."

"..." Gu Zhuoli deciphered the other party's meaning of "I lifted a fat man of two hundred catties with one hand", and his face turned greener.

After the band played a magnificent sonata, the cellist came to the stage, the strings were slightly tilted, and the crisp and brisk cello sound poured out, which happened to be Wu Ruiqing's favorite Fehrman.After listening for a while, he felt a little better after being disturbed by Wu Feng. He was about to exchange a few words with Gu Zhuoli, when he turned his head, he saw the man next to him holding another glass of high-quality wine in a daze, his eyes were distracted.

Wu Ruiqing frowned, pondered for a while, and said uncertainly: "You are not afraid of me, are you?"

Gu Zhuoli didn't even dare to look at him anymore, glanced at him, then quickly looked away, and said in a low voice, "I didn't realize you were so irritable before."

Wu Ruiqing laughed when he heard the words, "There may be a little bit of irritability, but it also depends on the person. You didn't deceive me, and you didn't use me. We have no grievances or enmities, and it is impossible for me to do anything to you."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but as soon as he finished speaking, he obviously felt that the man beside him became more frightened.Gu Zhuoli even moved half a step to the side calmly, and cleared his throat to cover up.

"What's the matter? Don't be really scared by me. After all, you are also my brother's fan. How could I hurt you? You..."

Before he finished speaking, Wu Ruiqing suddenly noticed that the other party's face was pale and trembling, as if he was shaking.

He paused, and closed his mouth wisely—although he couldn't figure out what the hell this guy was doing, but he vaguely realized that if he continued to speak, the other party might really get sick.

Then I thought again, I really am still withdrawn, I don't have much experience in chatting with people.This little Gu Dong is a nice person, it would be a pity if he was scared away.

So Wu Ruiqing thought about it carefully for a while, and decided to change the topic to a lighter one, and said: "By the way, the October single cover of "True Colors" I told you yesterday has already been filled out, what a pity."

Gu Zhuoli: "..."

Wu Ruiqing sighed, "The magazine still refuses to disclose the candidates. I feel that there is something wrong with it. I'll take a look when the official announcement comes out."

The man took another glass of wine, took a sip, and said in a muffled voice, "Mr. Wu, I'm going to the backstage to prepare a thank-you speech for the banquet. Let's get in touch later."

"Okay." Wu Ruiqing did not doubt that he was there, but suddenly remembered something, picked up his present from the long table beside him, and handed it over with the pretentious bow, "This is for you, happy birthday."

Gu Zhuoli looked at the gift, and his nervousness eased a little.As soon as he took it, Wu Ruiqing said with a smile: "It's a vinyl record of all Liao Shan's solo singles collection since his debut. He hasn't released an official vinyl record yet, so this is very rare."

The muscles on the man's face twitched, and the corners of his mouth froze.

Wu Ruiqing sighed with emotion, and gracefully raised the champagne glass, "Happy chasing stars."

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