Song Xueer was very close to Lin Fan, pretending to be very close.
"Lin Fan, pretend to be my boyfriend again, okay?" Song Xueer said softly.
"I've already helped you once last time!" Lin Fan raised his eyebrows.
If this continues, it is estimated that the fake show is real.
Song Xueer said in a begging tone, "I didn't expect my dad to come, Lin Fan, please do me a favor, it's really the last time!"
"You help people to the end!"
Lin Fan thought for a while and said, "In your case, you need to pay more!"
"More money?" Song Xueer was speechless.
She still owes Lin Fan four million yuan.
"Hmph, last time you said you were my fan, I think it's a black fan!"
Seeing Song Xueer's troubled look, Lin Fan felt amused.
"Okay, I'm afraid of you, but this is really the last time!"
"Thank you, I'll treat you to dinner another day!"
There were many people at the reception, both men and women.
But they all have one thing in common, that is, they are beautifully dressed.
And with Song Xueer's arrival, she immediately became the focus of the audience.
Tonight Song Xueer was wearing a white dress, with light makeup on her face, like a fairy.
"Isn't that Song Xueer?"
"It's been a long time since I saw her!"
"As expected of my goddess, she is still as beautiful as before!"
…
Everyone looked at Song Xueer and talked a lot.
Many men put their eyes on Song Xueer, but they were reluctant to look away.
And those women at the scene were more envious and jealous.
Since Song Xueer was the focus of the audience, Lin Fan would inevitably be talked about.
"Who is that man next to Song Xueer?"
"It looks like he should be Song Xueer's boyfriend!"
"What a flower stuck in cow dung!"
…
Those hateful eyes cast on Lin Fan, making Lin Fan smile wryly.
In the end, he simply ignored it.
Lin Fan and the others found a place to drink.
Song Yuanshan approached Lin Fan and asked cheekily.
"Lin Fan, do you still have the tea you gave me last time?"
"Dad, do you still want it?" Song Xueer had a bitter face.
The account for those tea leaves is on her head.
Ten million a catty is ridiculously expensive, and now Song Xueer doesn't even have a penny in her pocket.
If you still want to drink, you can only sell her.
Song Yuanshan said with a smile, "I gave away some of them, and there are not many left now!"
"No more!" Song Xueer said bluntly.
"I didn't ask you, I asked Lin Fan!" Song Yuanshan said.
"If it is available, I am willing to buy it at the original price!"
Lin Fan said, "I still have some at home!"
Anyway, Lin Fan doesn't like drinking tea, so if Song Yuanshan wants it, just sell it to him.
"Okay, I'll get it another day!"
Song Xueer lashed out, "Dad, do you have the money to buy it? That's ten million pounds of tea!"
"If Mom finds out, she'll scold you to death!"
Although Song Yuanshan also has a company under his name.
But because he has no business acumen, the company is now on the verge of bankruptcy.
The reason why they can live in Shanghai is because Song Xueer made a lot of money in the past two years.
Unfortunately, Song Xueer has no money now.
Song Yuanshan said in a low voice, "I secretly saved some private money, don't tell your mother!"
Song Xueer had black lines on her forehead.
"Xue'er, long time no see!"
At this time, a young man came to Song Xueer's side.
Song Xueer just nodded in response.
"Xue'er, is this your boyfriend? Why don't you introduce me?"
That young man was also Song Xueer's suitor, and he had some background, so he wanted to show Lin Fan off.
"Boss Yi Long Xuan!"
"Shareholders of Tang Films!"
"Chairman of Chu Feng Group!"
…
Song Xueer saw that the man was here to provoke, so she directly told Lin Fan's background.
Coincidentally, Lin Fan can also be used as a shield.
"Sorry for disturbing you!"
The man was frightened by Lin Fan's identity, turned around and left.
How do you compare with this kind of person with tens of billions of assets?
"Xue'er, what a coincidence, you also come to the reception!"
Zhou Haifeng walked towards Song Xueer.
"Uncle Song!"
Zhou Haifeng also greeted Song Yuanshan by the way.
Song Xueer just glanced at Zhou Haifeng and nodded, acting lukewarm.
"Haifeng, why isn't your father here?"
"Oh, my dad is so busy, you don't have time!"
Zhou Haifeng turned his head and looked at Lin Fan who was drinking, with anger in his eyes.
This is the man who took away her goddess.
Also, with Lin Fan's appearance, Zhou Haifeng felt that he had encountered all kinds of unlucky things.
Last time at Song Xueer's house, the gift of fake paintings was exposed, which made him feel ashamed.
To make matters worse, on the way home, Zhou Haifeng was reported for drunk driving.
Now the driver's license has also been confiscated, and I can't even drive a car.
It was downright unlucky.
"Lin Fan, we meet again!" Zhou Haifeng smiled.
"You are... oh, I want to come, you are the Zhou Haifeng who sent the fake painting to Uncle Song last time!"
Lin Fan brought up that matter on purpose.
Sure enough, Zhou Haifeng was furious.
"Uncle Song, I still have a few friends over there, I'll talk to you later!"
Zhou Haifeng walked away with a sullen face.
Lin Fan and Song Xueer were drinking when suddenly Lin Fan noticed someone.
Not far away, Su Jianwen was holding a goblet, sipping red wine, and staring at Lin Fan with cold eyes.
He will never forget the scene of being beaten last night.
Lin Fan just glanced at Su Jianwen indifferently, and continued to drink.
It was as if Su Jianwen didn't exist.
Song Xueer met a good friend at the reception and went over to chat.
Lin Fan drank two glasses of wine with Zhao Yang at the same place, and went to the bathroom.
When he came out, Lin Fan met a woman in a short skirt with heavy makeup at the bathroom door.
"Mr. Lin, let me meet you, my name is Ding Qiaoqiao!"
Ding Qiaoqiao is 1.7 meters tall and has an appearance of 8.5 points.
Seeing that the other party knew him and greeted him proactively, Lin Fan subconsciously raised his vigilance.
"I do not know you!"
Lin Fan couldn't bear the smell of perfume on Ding Qiaoqiao's body.
Lin Fan wanted to leave, but Ding Qiaoqiao stopped him.
"I didn't know each other before, but now I do!"
"Mr. Lin, I know you are the chairman of Chufeng Group...Actually, I am an actor, why don't we find a place where we can have a good chat!"
Ding Qiaoqiao leaned close to Lin Fan and wrapped his arms around Lin Fan's neck.
The meaning is self-evident.
Talking about the script?
"Neuropathy!"
Lin Fan frowned, and pushed Ding Qiaoqiao away.
"Mr. Lin, you are so rude, but I like it!"
Ding Qiaoqiao was not angry, stepped forward, and bullied Lin Fan again.
"Mr. Lin, am I not beautiful?"
"Whether you are beautiful or not has nothing to do with me!"
Lin Fan felt that there was something wrong with this woman and just wanted to go back as soon as possible.
Ding Qiaoqiao frowned. According to the original plan, she wanted to seduce Lin Fan.
But now, Lin Fan is not fooled.
It seems that only the second option can be implemented.