Lu Zechen and Wen Shaoyi were fighting over there. Song Xiang and others heard it clearly and had different expressions.
While Yu Tianyu and Wang Fuxue were walking away, Song Xiang couldn't help but whisper in Yan Han's ear: "What's going on with Lu Zechen? He's so anxious, but he's at a disadvantage."
Negotiation requires negotiation skills, and maintaining the advantage is the first priority.
If Lu Zechen wanted to get the needle, he could ask for it first, and there was no need to tell him in advance that he wanted to give Gu Lian Film and Television City shares. This was tantamount to revealing his trump card.
Yan Han hugged her, held the wine glass with one hand, and took a sip with squinted eyes, "Downwind? Where did he fall downwind? Why didn't I notice?"
Song Xiang was surprised, "Isn't this considered a disadvantage? That man named Wen is so yin and yang, it makes me feel uncomfortable."
"You are not feeling well, how can Gu Lian feel comfortable just listening to it?" Yan Han hit her on the head with the rim of his wine glass.
Song Xiang was stunned for a moment and then reacted immediately.
Lu Zechen was a real thief, deliberately showing his trump card and letting Wen Shaoyi "oppress" him. Instead, Gu Lian alienated Wen Shaoyi, and maybe even made Gu Lian feel sorry for him.
"He's really good at pretending to be pitiful."
Song Xiang pursed her lips. The next second, the man handed the wine glass to her lips, and she subconsciously opened her mouth.
The cold liquor slowly entered her mouth, and she raised her head, completely supported by the severe cold.
The man approached her and said in her ear: "There are many ways for men to bully women, but sometimes, we also use our brains to choose the most effective one."
Song Xiang wanted to hum, but the strong wine entered her throat and she choked.
The wine glass was immediately moved away, and the man patted her back gently and said with a smile: "You little trash, you can't do it after just one sip?"
Song Xiang coughed a few times, her face turned red, her lips were slightly open, and she breathed out, which looked quite cute.
"It's all your fault, why did you make me drink?"
"Good stuff, I want to share it with you."
"Bad wine, where is the good stuff?" she complained.
Yan Yanhan leaned over and kissed the corner of her mouth, his eyes full of doting, "More and more delicate."
"Why? Dislike me?"
"It's too late to like you..."
The two of them leaned together, talking softly, and as expected, they became tired of being stuck together.
Behind him, Wen Shaoyi said a few words and naturally began to think of ways to leave.
Lu Zechen's goal was achieved and he didn't want to keep him for dinner. At that time, he quickly told him to get out.
As soon as Wen Shaoyi left, he turned around and caught a glimpse of Yan Yanhan and his wife, whose heads were leaning together not far away.
So tired!
He looked away, turned around and saw Gu Lian looking at him, reaching out and pulling her out.
Gu Lian didn't let him go and was led to the next door by him.
The room was quiet, just the two of them.
"Sit." He pushed her down on the sofa.
Gu Lian saw him turn around and went to grab a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet. He stood in front of the bar and found a wide-mouthed glass and poured half of it.
Then he took the lapel pin out of his pocket.
Gu Lian stood up and asked, "What are you doing?"
The man didn't even raise his head and said dullly: "Disinfect."
Gu Lian: "..."
She walked over and crossed her arms across her chest, "If you don't want it, don't want it."
Lu Zechen looked up, "Will you buy me another one that's exactly the same?"
Gu Lian: "I sold myself to you to buy it?"
"You won't buy it for me, but you still tell me not to take it?"
Gu Lian: "...I'll give you a cheaper one."
Lu Zechen smiled, put the lapel pin into the wine glass, and picked it up between two fingers, "That won't work, I like expensive ones, cheap ones are not good enough for me."