Nancheng is not big, and when Xun Lang was just an athlete, he would often meet people who could call him by his name while walking on the road.
Not to mention now.
The woman tried to ask, but Xun Lang glanced at him, his eyes as cold and indifferent as dust.
The woman was deeply troubled because she had offended such a truly powerful person in a confused way.
It's a blind dog's eye, it's really a blind dog's eye.
The woman hurriedly went to apologize to Tang Yili, saying that she had a bad temper and that she should forgive her.
In Vanity Fair, falling out is as common as turning over a book, especially for the person involved, who doesn’t seem to feel the pain even if he slaps himself in the face.
Tang Yili was too lazy to care.
Naturally, bodyguards came forward to drive this woman away.
Before leaving, the woman wanted to make up for herself, so she left a business card and placed it on the table in the center of the booth.
Tang Yili didn't even look at it, and sighed towards Xun Lang: "If it weren't for you, I don't know what kind of disaster I would have suffered from the people of your hometown today."
It is unfair to beat a whole province to death with a stick, but when a person is angry, how can Xun Lang disobey his ancestors?
"Anyone who doesn't do my pear business has no vision."
Xun Lang looked around with interest and asked Tang Yili how the business was going.
Tang Yili let out a long sigh, made an OK sign with his hand, and then closed three more fingers.
"People in this world may not have much vision."
Xun Lang smiled: "Do you need me to place an order for you?"
Tang Yi bowed to him: It's great to have money.
Xun Lang looked at her with a smile, his dark eyes, clear and gentle, just like the moonlight passing through layers of dense clouds, quietly soothing this evening after the rain.
Well, a rich and handsome man is amazing.
Seeing that the venue was gradually emptying, Tang Yili moved over in small steps, stood side by side with Xun Lang, and then secretly used her little finger to hook his fingers.
Tang Yili asked Xun Lang: "Why are you here?"
Xun Lang took advantage of the kitten-like appearance and held Tang Yili's right hand with his backhand, holding hands instead.
Annie stood against the wall, trying not to look at the sweet eyes of the two of them.
Xun Lang raised his eyebrows: "Whose wife has disappeared on WeChat for three days and you still haven't found her?"
This is a bit of a joke.
Tang Yili chuckled, but did not forget to retort: "I'm really busy these days. I stayed up all night the day before yesterday and slept for more than three hours last night."
If you look closely, you can still see Tang Yili's delicately made-up face, with light cyan circles under her eyelids brushed with lower eyelashes.
Xun Lang took the person into his arms, but the words that came to his lips were not uttered.
"How long can you stay in Nancheng?" Tang Yili asked, secretly planning.
Anyway, the exhibition is over, so she doesn’t need to worry about the dismantling of the exhibition. She can free up a few days to explore Nancheng.
This is Tang Yili’s first time in Nancheng.
This is where Xun Lang grew up. Where are the local snacks, where did he read books, and the past memories of girls sending him love letters? Tang Yili is eager to explore, waiting to explore.
It's a pity that Xun Lang's answer was too disappointing.
"I have a meeting tomorrow morning and need to rush back tonight."
"Ah..." Tang Yili was slightly disappointed, "Then I..."
"Have you finished your work in Nancheng?" Xun Lang asked.
Tang Yili nodded.
Xun Lang: "Then you go back with me."
Tang Yili's little face was wrinkled. She originally wanted to leave, but I wanted to play for a few more days, but she didn't want others to have made arrangements.
Xun Lang went back and forth on the same day, and Hezhu took her back.
He raised his wrist, the dial was full of light, and paired with a black crocodile leather strap, it looked like the president's time was extremely expensive.
"Let's eat first, and then I'll accompany you to the hotel to pack your things."
Tang Yili acted coquettishly, shook off Xun Lang's hand, and did not respond.
Xun Lang didn't know Tang Yili's playful thoughts, so he coaxed him very patiently, lowering his voice and speaking in a voice that only the two of them could hear.
"Be good, I'll come with you to Nancheng to play in a while, okay?"
That "um" sound is the most fatal to a woman's life.
Tang Yili wanted to pretend, but couldn't help but feel soft and grin.
"You said so!"
Xun Lang nodded slightly.
"Then I'll go to the bathroom, please wait for me."
This makes sense.
Tang Yili walked to the east of the venue. Anne was too timid to be alone with the boss, so she jogged all the way to follow Tang Yili.
"Wait for me, wait for me, I'm going to the bathroom too."
Like elementary school girls, they have to go to the toilet together.
Seeing Tang Yili and Annie holding arms and leaving the sight, Xun Lang smiled lightly.
It was not boring to look at the stalls alone. Xun Lang walked around the booth and finally opened a fashion picture album.
It was specially printed for this exhibition. It was bound in black and white and on matte hot-molded paper. On every page were sweet and cool girl outfits, dad shoes, colorful socks, and very short tops, revealing
A snow-white waist.
Every element is extremely personal and flamboyant, which is far from Tang Yili's own dressing style.
Tang Yili's own outfit is high-profile among low-key.
Once upon a time, Tang Yili wore jeans and a big T-shirt and was about to go out to participate in Feng Yiman's game.
You must know that on the first day, twenty-two high-end skirts had just arrived, and she didn't wear any of them.
Xun Lang joked casually, my Ah Li has changed to a simple route.
Tang Yili has her own theory: "Except for Feng Yiman, everyone else and I are plastic besties. For such an occasion, everyone must dress up as hard as they can. But what I want is for my sister to be hibiscus from pure water, relying on the effect of natural beauty to outshine others."
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This is low-key. If this is not enough to convince the public, Tang Yili has also prepared high-profile content.
She put a watch on her wrist and showed it to Xun Lang.
"Please look!"
Tang Yili learned the tone of live shopping at that time - no 998, no 188, yes, the order today only costs 28 -
"Exclusive limited watch! This gift from my wealthy mother-in-law symbolizes my pampered married life. You can only imitate it, but you can never surpass it!"
Xun Lang: "..."
Of course, that watch is not 28, but 8 million. It was a wedding gift from Xun Miaoyun to them.
It was originally a pair of star and moon tourbillons, and Xun Lang also had one. The men's model has a moon phase dial, and the women's model has a starburst, with a sapphire dial and a dial full of diamonds.
It's both expensive and heavy.
Normally, I don’t think about wearing it, but Tang Yili is used for beauty, so there is no need to mention practicality.
She has her own dressing logic, which Xun Lang doesn't understand anyway, but it's not a big problem. He can afford ten Tang Yili, and he can be as low-key or high-profile as she wants.
Xun Lang saw the last page of the album and was about to put it back at the entrance. Suddenly, a gaze was cast in front of him. He subconsciously raised his head and paused.
Strictly speaking, Xun Lang and Qin Sheng have never met, but they are both industry leaders and have seen the news. They all know each other more or less.
The boundaries between familiarity and unfamiliarity are blurred.