Standing in front of Su Fengfeng, she gazed at Bao Ye with infatuation. Rich, good-looking – if she could snag him, she’d never worry about money again.
All her friends in the circle would die of envy.
However, as soon as Su Fengfeng reached out her hand, full of confidence, saying, "Hello, Mr. Bao, I’m Su Fengfeng..."
Before she could finish, Bao Ye interrupted, "Sorry, I’m allergic to won."
Then he just walked on.
He just walked on???
It was even more dramatic than Huang Hongcheng’s earlier.
Su Fengfeng was left dumbfounded.
And Li Xin, who didn’t even manage to utter a word. Bao Ye simply brushed past her.
Passed by, just like that.
Without even a glance.
Li Xin: "..."
Only Zhang Jian, quietly standing on the side, ended up getting a chance to shake hands with Bao Ye.
Bao Ye: "Hello."
Zhang Jian was both surprised and delighted.
"Hello, Mr. Bao."
He almost thought he was dreaming.
He actually shook hands with the famous Mr. Bao from the Bao Group in Beijing???
But within a few seconds, Bao Ye retracted his hand.
Yet, it didn’t stop Zhang Jian from reminiscing about it.
At the blue team, Bao Ye calmly shook hands with Sun Yu, who, being a senior with plenty of experience with big shots, was gracious as always.
Liang Pengbo, on the other hand, couldn’t contain his excitent.
His voice even carried a hint of nervousness: "Hello, Mr. Bao."
Bao Ye glanced at him with a aningful look: "Hello."
Skinny as a rake.
No at at all.
Totally unappealing.
Totally looks like a boy, more like a sibling, how could he match her?
The audience must be blind.
For so reason, Liang Pengbo felt that Bao Ye had quite a strong grip.
After the handshake, the back of his hand was red.
Liang Pengbo blinked, wondering if he had used too much hand cream and his skin was too tender?
So easily marked?
Probably that’s it.
Liang Pengbo gave himself an excuse.
Then Bao Ye ca to Jiang Ruan.
Everyone thought Bao Ye would just walk past, but Li Xin didn’t think so.
Sure enough, Bao Ye stopped in front of Jiang Ruan, then proactively extended his hand: "Long ti no see, Jiang Ruan."
Jiang Ruan was montarily stunned, not knowing what ga he was playing, but with so many people watching, she couldn’t be impolite.
So she took his hand, curving her lips in a gracious and gentle smile: "Long ti no see, Mr. Bao."
Secretly cursing inside, didn’t we just see each other a few days ago?
But she couldn’t help feeling nervous, her mind sowhat blank. It was the first ti shaking hands in front of so many people, under the cara.
For so reason, there was an odd sense of anxiety about exposure during the day.
Not far away, seeing this, Su Fengfeng was dissatisfied, her tone sardonic.
"Didn’t Mr. Bao just say he’s allergic to won?"
"How co he’s not allergic to Jiang Ruan?"
"Mr. Bao is biased."
Looking across the whole of Beijing, who dares to talk to Bao Ye like that to his face?
Does she not want to stay in the ga?
The Director was sweating with fear, about to tell Su Fengfeng to shut up.
Bao Ye spoke: "Jiang Ruan is the sole global ambassador of our Bao Group."
"And also a good friend of mine, Bao Ye."
"What, you have a problem with that?"
As he spoke, Bao Ye’s large hand held Jiang Ruan’s small hand.
Her hand was soft and slender, his fingers playfully brushed against her palm, causing her hand to tremble slightly.
She wanted to laugh but had to hold it in.
Jiang Ruan bit her lip, he was definitely doing it on purpose.
Under Bao Ye’s gaze, Su Fengfeng suddenly couldn’t say a word.
Right, how could she forget?
Jiang Ruan is the global ambassador for the Bao Group.
She even trended on social dia before.
Fortunately, Bao Ye was sensible, he let go of Jiang Ruan’s hand after a few seconds, and she breathed a sigh of relief.
Letting her hand fall, yet still feeling a tickle in her palm.
Then it was Chen Jiao’s turn.
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