Ruan Jiyan was doing some mental construction in his mind, tilting his head slightly to try to avoid the risk of being recognized!
Tang Mian stood in front of the leather sofa.
Seeing this scene, Ruan Jiyan was worried, but she couldn't hide the jealousy in her heart. She secretly snorted: What's the point of showing off, waiting for someone to ask her to sit down?
The next second, Ruan Jiyan froze!
Feng Yan, who was standing beside him, suddenly took out a compressed vacuum bag, tore the package open, and a comfortable and soft sofa cushion appeared in his hand.
Without any hesitation, he took off his expensive suit jacket, put it on the back of the sofa, and put down the sofa cushion in the corresponding position. He bent slightly and looked at Tang Mian with a smile: "You can sit down now!"
Bosses: "..."
what is happening?
Feng Yan is a powerful person in the prosperous age, with a perverse personality. Even the bosses like them don't dare to make too much trouble in front of Feng Yan. They are worried that they will accidentally touch Feng Yan's weak point, Feng Yan will fall out, and let them.
No one can eat and walk around.
But now, the mad dogs are under control?
The bosses looked at each other with a hint of understanding in their eyes: It seems that the rumors from the outside are not all groundless!
Mr. Zhou concealed his surprise and looked at Feng Yan teasingly: "I didn't expect that our Mr. Feng would have such a day. I have never seen Mr. Feng be so considerate to women before. Could it be that Mr. Feng really wants to be a prodigal?"
Are you relieved?"
"She is a great beauty. Don't you want to introduce me to Mr. Feng?"
Without waiting for Feng Yan to reply, the greasy bosses who had teased Ruan Jiyan before fell on Tang Mian and smiled so hard that one of them even smiled a little obscenely: "Beauty, do you want to change into a bikini!
"
"We all dress like this here."
"Only after you have changed can you truly integrate with this place."
"Oh, really?" Tang Mian was sitting on the sofa. When he heard this, he raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his eyelids, and looked at the man who spoke accurately.
Lazy and carefree, his eyes are exceptionally calm.
However, the man felt like there was a big mountain pressing towards him!
Heavy!
Depressed!
It's like being in an ice cellar with no oxygen!
The bosses present all noticed this and were shocked!
The bosses who could appear at this party were all of high status, and they were all people who had seen the world. No one thought that their companions would be frightened by Tang Mian's look!
He was obviously so light and airy, but the man's face was as pale as a piece of paper, and there was even cold sweat coming out of his forehead, as if he was in a different world from them, suffering inhuman suffering!
The atmosphere is obviously a bit condensed.
Seeing this, Mr. Zhou suppressed the shock in his heart and quickly tried to smooth things over: "Oh, it's true Mr. Chen. This is someone brought here by Mr. Feng himself. How can it be the same? It's unnecessary."
The man known as Mr. Chen seemed to have a breath of fresh air entering his lungs at this moment, and his pale face softened slightly.
But at this moment, Feng Yan glanced at him with a cold look.
Mr. Chen was stiff all over!
The next second, Feng Yan's eyes passed over Mr. Chen. There was a trace of relaxation on that fair face. She leaned back on the sofa, her smile was a bit bohemian, and she joked: "She and her other women