There was no one she knew here.
Rong Shang went inside and found a relatively quiet place to sit down.
I wonder if Hua Xichen saw him.
Rong Shang saw that he kept lingering ahead.
Just then, a mixed-race person walked over from the front and blocked her view.
"Hello, beautiful lady, may I sit here?"
His Mandarin is quite standard.
Rong Shang looked up and saw the other person smiling, revealing a set of bright white teeth.
"Is it okay?" He was still pointing to the empty seat opposite her.
Rong Chang thought to herself, this is not her territory either.
Let him sit if he wants.
“Okay.” Rong Shang nodded.
The other party was very grateful and said, "Thank you."
She walked over, and the man sat down opposite her.
The two were separated only by a small round table.
He put down his wine glass and pulled the chair very close.
Even a slight turn of Rong Shang's head was enough to catch a faint scent of his perfume.
The smell wasn't very pungent.
But she couldn't help but sneeze twice when she turned her face away.
The man was unaware that she was allergic to perfume.
Thinking she had caught a cold, he even offered to take off his coat and give it to her.
"It's cold, you need to take good care of yourself."
He had already taken off his suit jacket, but Rong Shang glanced at it and quickly refused, "No need, I'm not cold."
"I'm just slightly allergic to perfume."
She pointed at him.
The man looked down and realized it too.
"Oh." He blushed. "Sorry, I sprayed too much on when I left."
"fine."
Compared to Hua Beixing, his situation is relatively minor.
For the next half hour, Rong Shang felt that he was always trying to talk to her, whether intentionally or unintentionally.
For example, when asked which department she works for, she says she is not an employee of the company.
He then asked her what her relationship was with the Hua Group.
Ask her if she knows Hua Xichen.
After answering all sorts of questions, Rong Shang actually didn't really want to talk to him anymore.
She turned her face away and looked ahead.
At this moment, the man suddenly got up and left.
Rong Shang exhaled, feeling the air become fresher.
But soon he returned, holding a glass of red wine.
"..."
"Would you like some?" He held out his hand to her.
Rong Shang was about to refuse.
He leaned over and picked up the glass of red wine he had just placed on the table.
“Let’s have a drink,” he said.
Rong Shang shook her head and refused.
He kept urging, "Just have one glass. Red wine isn't very strong, it won't hurt."
"No, thank you."
"What's wrong?" he laughed. "You're not allergic to alcohol, are you?"
Rong Shang felt that there was an element of contempt in his smile.
I'm really annoyed.
"No." (Denied)
Just as I was about to refuse him, my phone rang.
Rong Shang picked it up and glanced at it; Hua Xichen had sent her a text message.
Tell her to go find him now.
The specific location was also provided above.
Rong Shang looked around and found someone who had seen him ahead.
OK.
That suited her perfectly.
Rong Shang quickly stood up.
As a result, the man stepped aside and blocked her way.
As we got closer, the scent of the man's cologne wafted over.
Rong Shang sneezed several times in a row.
I felt terrible after hitting her.
Where are you going?
"Looking for someone."
"Who should I look for?"
"It's none of your business," Rong Shang said coldly.
She felt that this person was being a bit nosy.
Feeling that he was blocking her way, Rong Shang pushed him away.
He shook his hand, and the red wine in the glass splashed all over him.
The man panicked.
He bent down and wiped it again and again with a tissue.
He still couldn't escape the stains left on his suit by the red wine.
He turned around, his expression somewhat annoyed, "Hey."
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