99 days of trial marriage - Chapter 610

The three men are all well-dressed, especially the man sitting opposite the girl. When he comes, he should wear a suit. But at this time, his tie has been pulled off and hung on the back of the chair, and the two buttons on the top of his shirt have been untied, but this does not affect his handsome.

The girls here are all dressed in cool clothes, which is a special type of work.

Perhaps because of Lu Jianhua’s action just now, people’s eyes fell on them standing at the door.

One of the men inspected Lu Jianhua’s body for a while. His eyes stayed on his hand for a while with great interest. With a slight frown, he said, “close the door.”

Lu Jianhua turns around and reaches for his hand gently. The door closes behind Rong Qian. At the same time, he isolates the bustle behind him outside the box.

Rong Qian took a look at Lu Jianhua and quietly drew out his hand. He was sure that they knew each other and knew each other very well.

See Lu Jianhua has been standing, the man all light mouth, to the woman sitting opposite said: “Lan Lan, let the position.”

The girl named Lanlan seems to be reluctant. She looks at Lu Jianhua and stands up.

Lu Jianhua did not shirk, went to the man opposite to do down, looked at the hands of the card, frowned, “the card is really bad.”

The man sitting opposite to Lu Jianhua smiles. The faint smile gives people a feeling of entering their hearts.

He looked at Lu Jianhua and knocked down the cards in his hand. “It’s not a game. Let’s start again.”

Lu Jianhua introduced these people to Rong Qian in the gap of building the cards. He pointed to the man sitting opposite him and said, “this is Ling Moyang. Looking at the decent looking man with a dark belly, no one is far away from him.”

Ling Moyang looked up at Lu Jianhua and said nothing about his comments.

The other two men looked at each other, pretending not to hear.

“These two are Ling Dong’s right-hand men. Don’t provoke them if you have nothing to do. They are all the same.” Lu Jianhua looked at the two people around him and said faintly.

Rong Qian stood at the door, frowning more and more tightly.

They knew each other, but Lu Jianhua didn’t mention it at all when comparing the draft.

Lu Jianhua glanced at the stool beside him and said, “don’t stand. Come here. I’m ling Dong. I want to see you. You just want to show me.”

Rong Qian was slightly surprised. Looking at Lu Jianhua, some of them didn’t respond. This tone is not the same as Lu Jianhua’s usual, but it’s a bit familiar. It’s really enough to accommodate him.

“Ha ha, you can run on me.” Ling Moyang light mouth, voice also with a light alienation.

After a moment’s silence, Rong Qian went to Lu Jianhua’s back and sat down. She was familiar with Lu Jianhua. It seemed that there was no other place to sit outside him.

Looking at Lu Jianhua’s back, Rong Qian’s eyebrows gradually stretch out. She knows why Lu Jianhua now gives her a strange and occasionally familiar feeling, because Lu Jianhua now is the one she knew before.

It’s what Lu Jianhua looked like before he came to the studio.

Maybe it’s because the people in the studio are usually busy and seldom make jokes. After Lu Jianhua came to the studio, he seldom showed his nature.

What is Lu Jianhua’s nature?

Rong Qian looks at his back and can’t help imagining his original appearance in his mind.

I remember at that time, he was wearing a jacket, but as soon as he sat down, he took off his coat and casually put it on the sofa. The collar of his shirt also unbuttoned two buttons. One hand would casually put it on the back of the chair, and the other hand would hold a cigarette.

Unconsciously, Lu Jianhua in memory overlaps with Lu Jianhua in front of him. It turns out that at some time, Lu Jianhua has taken off his suit coat and put it on the armrest of the sofa at will. However, he is sitting in an extremely lazy posture, with his legs cocked, one hand gently supporting mahjong, and the other hand holding a cigarette.

This is what Lu Jianhua looks like. He looks like a young man.

At this time, Rong Qian found that when he was in the studio, Lu Jianhua suppressed his own nature. This discovery made Rong Qian see how much Lu Jianhua paid for the studio, and even changed himself.

When she looks at Lu Jianhua, Ling Moyang is also observing rongqian without any trace. When rongqian finds him, he has closed his eyes and looks at Lu Jianhua.

“How’s it going? Come back to the company. ” Ling Moyang played a card and said casually.

“Touch.” Lu Jianhua took a look at Ling Moyang, took the card he had just played, and then said, “forget it, I like my job now.”

Ling Moyang raised his eyes, glanced over rongqian, and said faintly: “you think well, if you stand in the perspective of a partner, you also have a say in the decision-making of the company, but if…”

Before his words were finished, Lu Jianhua said, “no, it’s good now. I’m looking forward to cooperating with you.”

Ling Moyang took another look at rongqian, and did not speak.A circle of mahjong is not finished, the box door is pushed open again, and a woman comes in, who is just singing on the stage.

When she walked into the box, she saw Lu Jianhua. After a while, she pretended not to see him. She went to Ling Moyang’s side and sat down. Her head was on his shoulder, as if she was looking at the cards.

But Rong Qian noticed her eyes, floating to Lu Jianhua’s body from time to time, and occasionally staying on her body thoughtfully.

Rong Qian didn’t like her eyes, but he couldn’t stop them. He could only shrink back and hide behind Lu Jianhua.

It seems that her actions are too obvious. The woman is not happy and even speaks.

“Why didn’t anyone introduce me to a new friend?” Women’s voice is very nice, light voice with a little bit of tenderness, but also the kind of men like to listen to.

As soon as her voice fell, Ling Moyang said, “where there are new friends, you know them.” His voice with a touch of doting, although did not see with his own eyes, but Rong shallow has imagined what he looks like at this time, must be full of affection.

The woman was not satisfied with Ling Moyang’s words, and said again, “that’s not the lady in the bar over there.”

There was some discrimination in her words, which made Rong shallow uncomfortable. But it was necessary for people to bow their heads under the eaves, so Rong shallow just sat silently. Anyway, she didn’t call the roll, so she thought she didn’t hear it.

“Don’t be unreasonable. That’s a friend Jianhua brought over.” Ling Mo Yang’s words sound a little harsh, but the tone is only doting, no severe meaning.