"Where are the lip marks? You must have mistakenly admitted that they were paint, paint." Wang Fan was shameless and refused to admit it. He took a step forward and took Song Rumei into his arms.
"Meimei, don't you know that you are the only one in my heart? I will never change you until death."
Song Rumei was hugged by Wang Fan. She struggled a few times but failed to get away. Feeling the manly aura on Wang Fan's body, her cold pretty face melted and a blush appeared.
"Don't say those sweet words to me. Forget it, I'm not anyone else, so why should I care about your business? Just let me go."
"If you don't let him go, I won't let him go." Wang Fan breathed a sigh of relief and quickly changed the subject, "By the way, Meimei, has the killer appeared in the past few days? Have you found out who killed you?"
As he spoke, he got closer to Song Rumei and smelled it a few times. Wow, it smelled so good. When he lowered his head again, he saw a dazzling spring light, which was so deep that it dazzled his eyes.
"No." Song Rumei shook her head, looking a little troubled, "Ten million dollars to kill me is really a big deal. Who is the other party and why did he kill me?"
Thinking of the killer, Song Rumei no longer cared about Wang Fan's trivial matters, looking a little angry and a little depressed.
Grandpa has been injured, and she is still the target of the killer. The most important thing is that she still doesn't know who the killer is and what he is for. It is a headache.
"If you don't know, just don't know. Don't be so stressed. You still have me. Don't worry, I will never let anyone hurt you, not even a killer."
Wang Fan felt a little sorry for Song Rumei and said seriously.
His promise is as good as gold.
"Yes." Song Rumei nodded, then looked at the time, "By the way, I made an appointment with some friends at noon and took you to meet them and get to know a few more people."
"They are all powerful people in the Golden State. Getting to know them will be very helpful for your future development. I will take you to change clothes first. The first impression is very important."
Song Rumei is obviously paving the way for Wang Fan's future, very carefully and thoughtfully.
"Okay." Wang Fan nodded and did not refuse. He could not let down Song Rumei's good intentions.
The two quickly left the company, with Wang Fan driving and Song Rumei sitting in the passenger seat.
She changed out of her formal clothes and wore a red woven sweater on her upper body and a pair of slim straight pants on her lower body. She was charming and sexy, but also a little more elegant.
Her hair was parted and spread over her shoulders, and her red lips were lightly painted with lip gloss. She looked mature, cool, and noble.
Obviously, the identity of Lunch's friends is not simple, which makes her take it seriously.
The two went to the mall to buy a suit, put it on for Wang Fan, and then went straight to their destination.
Arran Club.
As soon as I heard the name, I knew it was another concentration camp for Jinzhou's powerful people.
There were already many luxury cars parked at the door, a dazzling array of cars, which looked scary.
"Welcome." Under the sweet voice of the tall waitress at the door, the two quickly walked in.
Inside, there is a different world.
The environment is elegant and the air is fresh. Between bunches of pleasing flowers and plants are winding paths.
The rockeries, lakes, and landscapes are like a paradise, making people feel relaxed and happy.
The winding paths lead to individual lofts. It is obvious that the owner of this club has taken great care to ensure the privacy of all guests.
Here, it's like being at home. Even if you have a party or do something, you don't have to worry about being exposed. It's completely private.
The two were quickly taken to one of the attics, and before they even entered, they heard giggles inside.
Obviously, someone has arrived first.
After the waitress left, Song Rumei took Wang Fan's arm and strolled in.
There were only five people in the hall, three men and two women. They were all well-dressed, and they seemed to have an innate superiority in their bones. They were all obviously born with a golden key.
When the three men saw Song Rumei, their eyes lit up slightly, and their eyes flashed with surprise.
When the two girls saw Song Rumei, smiles appeared on their lips.
One woman's smile was very innocent, and she obviously had a good personal relationship with Song Rumei. Although the other woman was also smiling, there was something wrong with her smile.
Especially, when her eyes fell on Wang Fan, who was being held by Song Rumei, the corners of her mouth turned up, showing a hint of meanness.
Wang Fan looked at this scene and couldn't help but smile bitterly. This meal might not be as relaxing as he imagined.
Song Rumei looked at the five people and was a little dazed. Especially when she looked at one of the young men, she couldn't help but frown.
Obviously, the appearance of this man was not what she expected.
"Meimei, you're here, come and sit down." The friendly woman set off a gust of fragrance and pulled Song Rumei to sit next to her with a smile on her face. Then she pointed at Wang Fan,
"By the way, who is this handsome guy? Is he the little security guard you are said to have kept?"
The woman is wearing a silver-white silk pleated skirt, which is worth a lot at first glance. Her pretty face is delicate and white, her legs are round and slender, and the two exposed calves are as smooth as jade, dazzling and alluring.
Her collar is not too high, and her capital is very strong. From Wang Fan's angle, she can just see a small cluster of charming scenery.
A woman who exudes mature style from the bottom of her heart wears such a youthful and energetic dress. The combination of contradictions makes her charm even more charming.
Her voice was pure, she didn't deliberately target him, and she didn't show any ridicule or contempt for Wang Fan. It was obviously just a casual question.
Song Rumei smiled and was about to introduce her, but Wang Fan already looked at the woman with a smile and corrected her seriously,
"Sister, what you said is wrong. I am not a security guard, but the security director. I have been promoted."
As he spoke, he took out a business card and handed it over,
"I don't need Mr. Song to support me now. I can fully support myself and support Mr. Song. Moreover, I am still young and have a bright future. Sister, if you don't get along as you wish, you can come to me."
coax!
As soon as Wang Fan said these words, before the woman could respond, the other four people started laughing, leaning forward and backward.
There is simply no funnier joke than a small security minister, or a security minister who was promoted to the position by a woman, talking about his future and introducing his job in front of powerful people like them.
Their eyes all flashed with contempt and ridicule, sarcastically mocking Wang Fan for overestimating his abilities and trying to please others.
The woman was stunned for a moment, then quickly came to her senses and took the business card, "My name is Su Qing, Mei Mei's best friend. Please take good care of me in the future."
She wanted to laugh, but when she heard the sarcastic laughter of her four companions, she didn't want to be funny, for fear of offending Wang Fan and Song Rumei.
It's hard to hold back, but she is a good and considerate woman.
"I will definitely do it, I will definitely do it. I like helping others the most." Wang Fan said confidently and sat next to Song Rumei.
Song Rumei pinched Wang Fan secretly and glared at Wang Fan, obviously blaming Wang Fan for talking too much. Then she stood up gracefully and began to introduce everyone.
"Come on, Wang Fan, let me introduce to you, Zhang Shaoyong, Mr. Guo, Guo Qingming, Xu Ziyang, Miss Zhu Mingyan, and Miss Su Su."
"They are all rare young talents in our Golden State. You must learn more from them in the future."
After Song Rumei finished speaking, she pointed to Wang Fan, "Wang Fan, the security director of Yindi Group, is also the man I am now. Although he is not very talkative, he is a real person. Please take care of me."
Song Rumei followed the etiquette very well and even poured wine for everyone herself, "Wang Fan, why don't you give everyone a drink quickly?"