First Pampered Marriage: Husband, Why are you so bad? - Chapter 510

Fu Zhiran can’t stand such enthusiasm and gives vanilla a smile.

After she sat down, she instinctively looked at general manager Qi beside her. General manager Qi was also looking at her. Her eyes were more uncomfortable than when she stood opposite him just now.

Subconsciously, she looked away, put her hands on the table and pushed the tableware away.

Then she began to observe how many familiar faces had been made on the table. When she came to the end of the table, her face suddenly cooled down, her eyes did not stop, and she immediately moved away.

Blueberry smile mouth, ready to say hello to Fu Zhiran, see her eyes swept to her here cold face away, her eyes also flashed a cold color.

Then he returned to smile and looked at Fu Zhiran and said, “Lan Yan, you’ve come too. I sent a message to ask if you’re coming. Why don’t you return my message?”

It sounds as if they are familiar and keep in touch.

Will you die if you don’t act? I like acting so much. Why don’t I become an actor to write a novel.

Fu Zhiran Tucao blueberry in her heart, and make complaints about her with a smile on her face. “I usually don’t chat much. When the editor looks for me, I will go online, and I don’t see your message.”

She didn’t even read the message she sent her.

Blueberry is still hypocritical. “I heard that you arrived yesterday, and so did I. I wanted to invite you to dinner.”

Fu Zhiran tepid back to her, “you’re welcome, we have to code every day, usually there is no place to communicate.”

She did not deliberately, there is a pride, the blueberry’s aura to pressure down.

And she doesn’t like to play on occasion, and she really doesn’t have the patience to play with blueberry.

Blueberry did not expect that Fu Zhiran would not give her face in front of so many people. Her face was more embarrassed than pig liver.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward for both of them.

At this time, sitting opposite blueberry, rainbow, the deputy editor in chief, said, “shall we have a chat while eating?”

Then she made a gesture to the waiter who served in the box. The waiter immediately understood what he meant and began to serve.

At the dinner table, apart from the editors, the rest of the authors have met with each other and talked about endless topics.

Fu Zhiran only attended the annual meeting once, and all of them were with Wang Qiong. She only had nodding acquaintance with several authors, and was not familiar with them.

The editors have just changed, and they don’t communicate much on the Internet.

So we eat while chatting, Fu Zhiran can only bury himself in eating, and flip his mobile phone from time to time.

The topic we talk about is nothing more than novels. Occasionally, we talk about all kinds of luxury goods, or where to travel and how to pretend.

“Lan Yan.”

Suddenly, vanilla, the editor of the publishing department, noticed Fu Zhiran, “don’t keep looking at your mobile phone. Let’s chat and get familiar with it.”

“Good.” Fu Zhiran raised her head and ordered coriander with a smile.

Then lock the screen, pick up the fork, fork a small piece of shrimp into your mouth.

She doesn’t like western food very much. She will eat more when she meets a good one. The taste of this restaurant is relatively good.

She chews with relish.

“Mr. Qi, today we meet the author for the first time. Would you like to have a drink?”

Vanilla suddenly looked at Qi Zongdao again.

President Qi nodded, “vanilla is right. I’d like to propose a toast.”

Then he took the glass in front of him and stood up.