Facial Paralysis Husband, Good Morning

It's normal for people to look down on them

As long as they get close to Chu Zhaoyang, they could have everything they wanted.

With Chu Zhaoyang's status, he had naturally seen everything and had a very high vision.

Mayor Yu chuckled and was about to ask the secretary on the side something when the door to the room was knocked again.

The door was located directly behind the mayor. It was opened by the waiter, and Chu Zhaoyang saw a woman walking in wearing sunglasses.

The temperament was much better than those of Internet celebrities.

Mayor Yu immediately stood up happily: "Miss An, welcome."

"Mayor Yu." An Muyan smiled gracefully and shook hands with Mayor Yu.

"Haha, Mr. Chu, let me introduce you. This is An Muyan." Mayor Yu introduced.

Chu Zhaoyang's eyebrows were still, but An Muyan's name seemed a little familiar.

"Miss An is now a very popular actress in our country! The film and television dramas starring her are really popular." Vice Mayor Zhang said with a smile.

"It's an exaggeration." An Muyan smiled and tilted her head slightly, showing a somewhat innocent look.

Actually, An Muyan was most famous for her childish face. She was 28 years old, but she still looked like she was 21 or 20 years old. She was naturally a little innocent.

She was petite and slender, but where she should be big, she was not small at all.

And because of her online acting skills, she had many fans.

"Ms. An, this is the president of Chutian, Chu Zhaoyang, Mr. Chu." Mayor Yu introduced with a smile.

By coincidence, An Muyan came to Yucheng to attend an event

Mayor Yu knew about it and immediately invited her to the dinner. He planned to introduce her to Chu Zhaoyang and make Chu Zhaoyang happy. No investment would be a problem.

An Muyan was also very happy to get to know Chu Zhaoyang through this.

Otherwise, she wouldn't bother to come over.

Chu Zhaoyang frowned unabashedly. These people were simply wasting his time by looking for women to accompany them instead of talking about business.

It just so happened that the mayor didn't realize this yet, so he couldn't take his eyes away from An Muyan's face.

Even the smile was a bit lewd: "Miss An, go and sit down quickly, I've reserved a seat for you."

An Muyan found with satisfaction that there was an empty chair next to Chu Zhaoyang.

Impatience flashed in Chu Zhaoyang's eyes. Before An Muyan came over, he stood up and said coldly: "I thought tonight's dinner was just about business."

Mayor Yu was stunned for a moment, but didn't take it seriously: "Haha, Mr. Chu, let's not be restrained tonight. Let's relax and talk about business at the same time. That's fine."

"I don't have this habit." Chu Zhaoyang became more and more indifferent and bowed slightly, "I thought it was a business dinner."

Chu Zhaoyang glanced around mockingly: "Farewell."

Mayor Yu's expression finally changed: "Young Master Chu..."

Chu Zhaoyang had already walked to the door. When he passed by An Muyan, he didn't even look at her.

An Muyan's smile froze for a moment. She had prepared something to say, but she didn't have the chance to say it.

She became famous late, but fortunately she was very popular now.

But she was no longer satisfied with the domestic market. She really wanted to go international and improve her acting skills. She no longer could only act in idol dramas.

She also wanted to hook up with Han Zhuoli through her connections. As long as Han Bang was willing to support her and give her resources, Han Zhuoli could do whatever he wanted.

It's a pity that Han Zhuoli ignored her at all.

This time Mayor Yu said that Chu Zhaoyang was at the dinner party, and she came over again.

Chu Zhaoyang and Han Zhuoli were good friends. Wasn't it trivial to praise Chu Zhaoyang just by saying a word?

Who would have known that Chu Zhaoyang was colder than Han Zhuoli.

Vice Mayor Zhang opened his mouth to say something to persuade him to stay, but as soon as he came into contact with Chu Zhaoyang's cold gaze, the words that had already reached his lips were swallowed back into his throat for some reason. They were stuck and couldn't be said.

Chu Zhaoyang walked out and dialed Gu Nian's cell phone: "Are you home?"

"Well, I just entered the house." Gu Nian's voice was soft, like warm sunshine, slowly flowing into his ears from the mobile phone.

The mood that was annoyed by Mayor Yu and his gang now surprisingly calmed down.

"I have to trouble you again, come back and pick me up." Chu Zhaoyang's voice also became much warmer.

"So fast?" It was only half an hour or so.

"Well, we're not here to talk seriously. I don't want to stay here." Chu Zhaoyang's voice was as cold as this night.

But inexplicably, he felt aggrieved as if an honest child had been bullied.

Gu Nian couldn't help but smile, and couldn't help but wonder, why did Chu Zhaoyang say that they were not talking about things seriously.

Suddenly she understood that there were only a few things a man would do at the wine table.

And women were the most common kind.

Gu Nian's face sank, thinking of Chu Zhaoyang's charming appearance, how could those people dare to just ask women to come to him?

Just thinking about it, she felt like she have blasphemed him.

"Are you still in the club now?" Gu Nian said as she took the car keys and walked out.

Mu Lanshu was cooking in the kitchen. When she saw Gu Nian coming out, she asked, "Where are you going?"

"I'll pick up Zhaoyang." Gu Nian said simply.

Mu Lanshu was still surprised that when Gu Nian came in just now, Chu Zhaoyang didn't follow him, and she even asked.

Gu Nian said that Chu Zhaoyang had some entertainment, so he simply explained the matter.

Feeling that Chu Zhaoyang's arrival in Yucheng did not delay the business, Mu Lanshu let go of her previous embarrassment.

How come it wasn't long before Gu Nian went to pick someone up?

Gu Nian didn't even have time to say anything to Mu Lanshu and was already out the door.

Then Chu Zhaoyang said honestly and courteously: "No, I'll come out of the club and wait for you at the door."

He paused and said, "I don't want to stay in there."