Chapter 217 Know Yourself and Know Your Enemy

Hearing the president asking about his wife, Zhu Rui smiled, "President, Miss Ning has a dinner party this afternoon, so she is not in the company."

Dinner party?

Lu Shaoming's right hand holding the pen did not pause, but he raised his sword eyebrows and asked casually, "What dinner party?"

"Miss Ning has taken a fancy to the design of Fan Chengsi, the chief fashion designer in China. She asked Fan Chengsi to have dinner with her and wanted him to tailor her clothes."

Lu Shaoming knew Fan Chengsi. He was a well-known second-generation rich man in the industry and a Weibo celebrity. His father opened a chain of shopping malls and was a leader on the domestic rich list. He himself had a unique talent for fashion design and was known as the chief CEO of fashion design.

It's a pity that Fan Chengsi had a sullen personality and liked to hang out with women all day long. He once held a young model party on his 20th birthday. He was surrounded by a group of beautiful women wearing bunny ears and bikinis, which could be called the emperor's harem, bold and willful.

People who wanted his designs lined up to the Huangpu River. He would only throw out a few design drafts when he had enough fun and saw who he liked.

However, he may be willful, but his products are definitely not ordinary.

Lu Shaoming's delicate facial features were slightly tense, and even his voice sank, "Don't we have a clothing brand for this drama?"

"Yes, the brand we cooperated with is an international brand, but it's a pity that Miss Ning said that their design is not suitable for the content of our drama at the moment. Miss Ning also said that Fan Chengsi's design is elegant and light, with fairy spirit, which matches Xia Xiaofu's temperament very well. And the most important thing is that Fan Chengsi is very popular in the Weibo circle. If we can get close to him, it will be beneficial to us."

Lu Shaoming snorted in his heart, but Ning Qing did not miss any available resources.

This drama can be said to be her first virgin creation at the top of the entertainment industry. Many people are afraid of failure and choose to keep a low profile to learn from experience, but she is as high-profile as she wants. The leading actors are the popular Ou Luoxi and Xia Xiaofu, and the director Wang An assists. Even the costume designer boldly uses Fan Sicheng.

Think about it, she is only 21 years old. Isn't she afraid of standing higher? If this drama fails, the more painful it will be?

Lu Shaoming's breathing was unstable. He closed his eyes. He forgot that the girl who could come up with this drama advertisement was bold and intelligent. As a businessman, he also understood that only by bearing extraordinary pressure can one achieve extraordinary achievements in the future. Now it seems that she is as good as a man.

Lu Shaoming pursed his thin lips, and finally couldn't help but sneered, "Isn't she afraid that Fan Sicheng will ignore her?"

Fan Sicheng's design is not for everyone who wants it.

Zhu Rui was very surprised that his CEO would say such a thing. He felt that it was very sour.

Zhu Rui smiled, "CEO, you have to try to know whether to pay attention or not. It is said that Fan Sicheng has made an appointment with Miss Ning to drink in the bar. The success rate of a man making an appointment with a woman to drink is probably half, and the other half depends on whether Miss Ning is willing to work hard."

Lu Shaoming's right hand, which was writing, suddenly paused. He understood what Zhu Rui meant.

His hawk-like eyes swept towards Zhu Rui.

Zhu Rui didn't look at him, "President, why did you sign twice on the document?"

Hearing what Zhu Rui said, Lu Shaoming lowered his eyes and saw that he did sign "Lu Shaoming" twice when he signed.

Lu Shaoming was immediately annoyed. He snapped the document in his hand and threw it into Zhu Rui's arms, "You, get out!"

"Yes, President." Zhu Rui took the document and went out with a smirk on his face.

His president is really jealous. If his wife knew, she would be so happy.

...

Lu Shaoming left the company at 6 pm. The Bentley was driving on the street and he drove towards the apartment.

At this time, his cell phone rang. It was his mother Song Yajing's call.

"Hello, Mom."

"Shaoming, are you off work? Are you going to come back to the villa for dinner tonight? I think you are really stupid. Why do you live in an apartment alone? Why don't you move in with me? Zhilei is coming tonight, come back to the villa for dinner."

Lu Shaoming was silent for three seconds, his face a little irritated, "Mom, I'm working overtime at the company tonight, I don't have time."

"Why do you always say you don't have time? Zhilei has been waiting for you for 26 years. You should at least say something. Do you want to try dating first?"

Lu Shaoming's mouth was half-curled with sarcasm. Who wants Zhou Zhilei to wait for him? He has never provoked her, and he said it a long time ago, but no one listened to him.

Well, he knew that his marriage was a tool to bind interests in his mother's eyes.

What dinner?

Has his mother cooked a meal for him?

Since he could remember, he didn't have the warmth his mother gave him. Every time he fell and every time he was sick, his mother repeatedly told him to learn to be brave. He was the grandson of the Lu family and the future heir. He should not have a simple life like ordinary people.

It's nothing, he's used to it.

"Well, I'll think about dating. Ask Zhilei out tomorrow night, and I'll have dinner with her." Lu Shaoming said.

"Really? Shaoming, you're finally considering dating Zhilei? Okay, Mom will tell Zhilei now." Song Yajing hung up the phone.

Lu Shaoming looked sideways at the neon lights outside the window. It was six or seven in the evening, and the city was slowly entering its bustling time. Passersby were walking in groups of three or five, and everyone was talking and laughing as they entered the restaurant and went to the hotel...

And he was sitting alone.

In fact, he was really used to it, but for some reason, he felt particularly lonely now. The feeling of emptiness and desolation in his heart came back, and he felt uncomfortable.

It seems that a long time ago, he once had a warm little home.

Later, he lost it again.

Lu Shaoming slammed on the brakes and turned the steering wheel. The Bentley immediately turned and sped towards the bar Zhu Rui mentioned.

…

When Lu Shaoming entered the bar, he spotted Ning Qing's figure in the corner of the sofa at first glance.

She and Xiao Zhou were sitting on one side of the sofa, and Fan Sicheng, wearing a short leather jacket, was sitting on the other side of the sofa, along with two of Fan Sicheng's male friends.

They were far apart and couldn't hear what they were talking about, but they seemed to be having a good conversation. Everyone was laughing. It wasn't a social atmosphere of love and affection. They were probably having a good time talking.

Lu Shaoming sat on a bar very close to them, in a hidden position where he would not be discovered.

At this time, I heard Fan Sicheng laugh and say, "Ning Qing, if you want to talk to me about fashion design, you have to drink first. Only when we are happy after drinking, will I be in the mood to talk."

"Okay, Mr. Fan, let's drink. I'm the best at this. But after the wine is finished, Mr. Fan must talk to me about design." Ning Qing said boldly.

"Okay, I promise you." Fan Sicheng agreed.

So Xiao Zhou reached out and called "waiter", and soon the waiter came.

Lu Shaoming glanced sideways, and chuckled with bright black eyes. This Ning Qing actually asked the waiter to bring a cocktail with a very low alcohol content.

The man wants to drink with her, but she is pretending to be stupid.

Fan Sicheng and his two friends also stiffened when they saw the cocktail, while Ning Qing picked up the wine glass and drank the cocktail in one gulp.

"Look, Mr. Fan, I've finished drinking. We can talk about design." Ning Qing turned the quilt over, not a drop of it left.

Fan Shaoyi frowned, approached Ning Qing and said dangerously, "Ning Qing, are you playing with me?"

Ning Qing's small white hands holding the wine glass were resting lazily on the side of her face. She met Fan Sicheng's gaze, her lips were red and her teeth were white, she blinked coquettishly, "Young Master Fan, when you said you were drinking, you didn't say what kind of wine you drank or how many glasses you drank. I You said you would talk to me about design after drinking. Do you think Mr. Fan is cheating? Mr. Fan, don’t be so fussy. How can I talk to you about business after you’ve convinced me?”

"Ha," Fan Sicheng lazily leaned into the sofa. He was shaking the red wine glass in one hand and scanning Ning Qing's figure up and down. "Okay, let's start talking about design now. How about it, Ning Qing, you start now." Take off your clothes. If you take off a few pieces, I will design a few for you.”

Xiao Zhou's expression froze. Ning Qing was wearing less than four pieces of clothing. This Fan Sicheng was obviously a fool.

The eyes of the two friends suddenly shone, and they all agreed, "That's right, Goddess Ning, if you want to discuss things with our Young Master Fan, you have to be sincere."

When Lu Shaoming heard this, he looked at Ning Qing. He was watching with cold eyes. How would she deal with the things this little woman provoked?

Many times people cannot be reckless. Some people cannot be controlled by her little cleverness. Everyone must see clearly how much they are capable of doing.

Ning Qing stood up calmly. She looked at Fan Sicheng and asked, "Young Master Fan, do you really not miss our old relationship at all?"

Old love?

Lu Shaoming was slightly startled.

She and Fan Sicheng...

At this time, Ning Qing looked sideways at the pretty figure who had just arrived by the door. She waved and called, "Shui Ling, here."

Yin Shuiling wore a light purple crystal ruffled shirt, with the hem of the shirt tucked into white shorts. In early spring, she only wore a pair of fleshy stockings, with white high heels underneath, and a pair of long legs that exuded excitement with every step she took. This gorgeous and arrogant beauty attracts a lot of attention.

Yin Shuiling walked over here.

"Shuiling..." Fan Sicheng saw Yin Shuiling murmuring in surprise, and he forgot his reaction.

"Shuiling, are you here?" Ning Qing took Yin Shuiling's arm affectionately.

Yin Shuiling raised her eyes and looked at Fan Sicheng, who was sitting stupidly on the sofa. She raised her high heels and kicked his trouser legs. She raised her red lips and smiled playfully, "Hey, Fan Sicheng, why didn't you react when you saw me?" Welcome me?”

"No, no, Shuiling. I saw you were too excited. Shuiling, sit down quickly." Fan Sicheng quickly stood up and pointed at the sofa next to him. He was afraid that Yin Shuiling would feel dirty, so he quickly took off his clothes. His leather jacket was cushioned on the sofa, "Shui Ling, sit down."

"Okay, thank you." Yin Shuiling sat down without any politeness.

At this time, Fan Sicheng's two friends were stunned. Damn, is this still their cynical Young Master Fan?

Why did a sense of "servility" escape?

They looked at Yin Shuiling seriously, then they took a breath and looked at each other. This, this is the Miss Yin from 3 years ago...

At that time, the story of Miss Yin and Young Master Fan's underage pregnancy became a hot topic and caused uproar in the city. Later, it was suppressed by Yin Muchen, who had already made a name for himself in the financial world.

I didn't expect to meet like this today.

"Shui Ling, how could Mr. Fan not welcome you? We were talking about you just now, and we also talked about..." Ning Qing stopped talking and looked at Fan Sicheng with her beautiful autumn eyes.

"What did we talk about?" Yin Shuiling asked.

Fan Sicheng immediately put his hands together and said to Ning Qing, "Auntie, please show mercy." He didn't want Ning Qing to say what she had just taken off her clothes.

Ning Qing smiled sweetly, "Oh, it's okay, Shuiling, didn't I tell you that I'm going to shoot a drama, and I want Mr. Fan to design a few sets of clothes for me..."

"Isn't this just a matter of one sentence?" Yin Shuiling pinched a peanut with her green and white little hand and threw it into her mouth. She glanced at Fan Sicheng, "Hey, Fan Sicheng, I heard that you are obsessed with gentleness and freedom recently. If you don't design clothes, your head will be rusty. The design that Ning Qing wants is for you. I haven't seen your design for a long time. I will also go to see the drama on the 21st. Don't let me down."

Fan Sicheng's eyes were bright. He nodded repeatedly and patted his chest and said, "Shuiling, don't worry, Ning Qing's design is for me, from the main role to the small role, I will take care of it all, and I will definitely satisfy you."

Yin Shuiling nodded.

Ning Qing was satisfied and said, "Mr. Fan, Shuiling, you guys chat slowly, I'm leaving first, my mom called me and asked me to go home for dinner."

"Well, Ning Qing, be careful on the road."

"Okay, 88." Ning Qing waved goodbye to everyone with Xiao Zhou.

...

Xiao Zhou walked beside Ning Qing, she was so excited that she almost jumped up, "Wow, Ning Qing, that's great, Fan Sicheng actually paid for the clothes of our entire crew, my God, I can't believe it. Why didn't you tell me in advance that he and Yin Shuiling are old acquaintances, I thought you couldn't handle Fan Sicheng just now."

Ning Qing smiled, "Xiao Zhou, how could I fight a battle that I'm not sure of? If Fan Sicheng and Shuiling are not old acquaintances, I will definitely not be able to handle Fan Sicheng, I know how capable I am. To put it another way, if Fan Sicheng and Shuiling are not old acquaintances, I won't choose Fan Sicheng, although he is It drives the topic of Weibo, but it is too casual and difficult to control. Every time we choose a person, we must know ourselves and the other person. We don’t have to pick the best, but we must choose the one that suits us best. "

Xiao Zhou had nothing to say to Ning Qing except endless admiration. She pulled Ning Qing’s slender arm and said, "Ning Qing, listening to your words is better than reading ten years of books. Please accept my greetings."

Ning Qing raised her little pink fist and hit her, "Xiao Zhou, if you dare to talk nonsense to me again, see how I will deal with you?"

"Ah, help, Ning Qing is going to hit someone."

The two girls laughed and laughed and walked out of the bar door.