Ten minutes later, three black cars drove into the suburban shooting range.
Yan Han stepped on his leather shoes and got out of the car, his face was straightened, his thin lips were pressed tightly, and his lips were slightly red.
Song Xiang smiled brightly and said, "Thank you for your cooperation."
Yan Han: "..."
The man snorted and strode inside.
He has a tall and straight figure and a handsome face. Just standing in the sun makes him more dazzling than others.
The heads of the Li and Du families were all around forty years old. They had been waiting in the club near the shooting range for a long time. When they saw Yan Han arriving, they all stood up to greet him.
Lin Cong sat aside, pretending not to move.
"Mr. Yan is willing to come, you are really flattering us." Mr. Li said casually, looking at Yan Han inadvertently from top to bottom.
It was said that the Yan family had offended people in Europe, and Yan Yan suffered a severe cold injury, but it seemed that there was no problem at all.
Everyone was suspicious, and their first reaction was that the news about the Lin family was wrong.
"Mr. Yan is really blessed with beauty. He has been with Mr. Song all year round. Why is there another beautiful woman?" Lin Cong either didn't speak or made rude remarks.
Nian Anxi hated people being frivolous towards her the most, so she simply turned to the other two without even looking at her.
"You two, long time no see."
"Isn't this Miss Nian?"
"Nian Lu helped our company handle the legal dispute last time, and we haven't had time to say thank you yet."
Nian Anxi smiled lightly and glanced at Song Xiang casually.
Song Xiang could feel the sense of victory in her eyes, pretending not to see it, and quietly sat down next to Yan Han.
She is not here to compete with Nian Anxi today, she is here to protect the life of Yan Han's dog.
Nian Anxi greeted her around, but ignored Lin Cong.
Lin Cong has a typical cheap mentality. The more he ignores him, the more interested he becomes. Instead, he is more willing to get close to Nian Anxi.
"This shooting range is well built, why not try it and play a few games?"
Mr. Li looked at Yan Han with probing eyes.
Yan Han looked cold and said casually: "Ladies first."
Mr. Li was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Okay, let's wait first."
"Can Miss Nian know how to do target shooting?" Lin Cong approached Nian Anxi with an attitude that he didn't even want to hide.
Nian An didn't want to bother him, so he turned to Song Xiang.
"Will Song Xiang know it?"
Song Xiang knew she would turn the gun, and she was already waiting for her here.
"I know a little bit, Mr. Yan taught me." She deliberately emphasized that it was Mr. Yan Han who taught me.
Sure enough, when Nian Anxi heard this, he stood up directly regardless of whether it was possible or not.
"I don't know how, why don't you teach me and let's compete?"
The game between beauties has an obvious smell of gunpowder.
Everyone knows that Yan Han spent a lot of money to organize the inauguration ceremony for Song Xiang, and they also know that the Nian family has always been attached to the Yan family. The confrontation between these two women is exciting in itself.
Song Xiang saw the situation clearly and raised his chin slightly, "Okay."
She accepted the challenge and the atmosphere started to heat up.
The staff, all veterans, quickly prepared everything and then led them into the venue.
Due to the limitation of the type of gun, its lethality is not strong. There is only two layers of tempered glass between the viewing area and the shooting area.
As soon as Song Xiang turned around, he could see the stern and cold eyes.
Her shooting was indeed taught by Yan Han, but she was afraid of hardship and did not learn well at that time.
And even if she is very capable, she can only use three points in this round.
"Be careful. If you think too much, you may get angry easily." Nian Anxi's voice came.
Song Xiang laughed and scoffed bluntly: "It seems you really don't understand. There is no way that today's guns can go off."