MTL - The Identity of the Real Rich Man Can’t Be Hidden-Chapter 91 being impersonated

   Chapter 91 Being impersonated

   Rong Qian was frightened, and quickly said to An Yan, "No, no, he didn't do it, I stood here and didn't let go, I fell down myself."

  Ling Feng held back his anger first, and he said, "You guys chat first, I'll go to the front to take a look." Yan Yu strode out of the office.

   He raised his hand and touched his cheek, thinking to himself that this woman, An Yan, really thought she was the boss. Even if he really hit Rong Qian, what would happen? Do you still need her to control him?

  Rong Qian in the office said to An Yan, "Thank you."

"You're not a weak person, but why are you so humble in front of him." An Yan really didn't understand. She thought that he deliberately rammed past her just now. Vigor will make people fall to one side, so it can be seen that they don't feel bad for her.

  Rong Qian sighed and said, "He needs someone to protect his self-esteem, and he is not mean to be humble."

   "That's not how things like self-esteem come, you can't listen to him everywhere." An Yan motioned her to sit down.

   "I want to dance." Rong Qian showed great desire, but immediately lowered her head and said, "But he didn't agree, so he was angry."

"Why do you have to agree with him? You have been supporting him, why can't he support you?" An Yan felt that Ling Feng was too domineering, and she added, "I listened to most of your conversations just now. Here, do what you want to do."

   "I'm really afraid that he will get angry." Rong Qian frowned, she was always hesitant.

   "Are you afraid that he will get angry, or that he won't love you anymore?" An Yan asked her.

  Rong Qian stared at An Yan, and then said, "Family harmony is the most important thing, there must be someone to sacrifice."

   "Two people understand each other and fulfill each other, isn't it better than one of them to sacrifice?" An Yan doesn't understand Rong Qian's way of thinking at all, and even her thoughts are not the thinking of modern women.

Rong Qian said: "I don't want to lose him, I just want him to be okay. I feel wronged for nothing. Besides, I did something wrong before and registered with Zhang Shen. If I don't compromise, I won't turn around. Falling into a second marriage."

   "What nonsense are you talking about, who taught you these words, how can you have such an idea, that's not what you like." An Yan was a little surprised.

  "I" Rong Qian frowned, she didn't say anything further.

   But An Yan had already guessed something. She said: "Rong Qian, blind sacrifice and indulgence will only hurt yourself. Instead, others will take your contribution as a matter of course, and there will be no gratitude."

Rong Qian didn't fully understand what she said, only said: "Okay, let's not talk about this for now, I believe Ling Feng will figure it out and let me dance, let's go to the art exhibition first, okay?"

An Yan didn't plan to say any more, because she found that Rong Qian was completely in love, she couldn't listen to what others said, and she didn't even seriously think about whether it was worth it, so she had to go to the previous exhibition with her first. place.

  Today's art exhibition is very lively. All the celebrities in the industry, and many people from outside the circle, all want to see the new president's kung fu, and by the way, see if you can find any points.

   But everyone found that his paintings are really good, but they can't be classified as geniuses, so there are inevitably some people who will take a swipe at Ling Feng.

   "President Ling, this painting is really good." Someone said.

  Ling Feng smiled lightly, with a modest look of a gentleman, and said, "This is just a casual painting, and I didn't use a lot of heart."

   "If you put a lot of heart into it, then it's okay, everyone will be compared."

   "What I said is that the president's painting is really good, next month is an international competition, and he will definitely win the first place." This person didn't know whether it was true or false, but his tone was sour.

   At this time, a middle-aged man led a young girl to Ling Feng's side.

  The middle-aged man is an old painter, his surname is Shan and his name is Shan Qiang. He said: "The new president is a generous person. The reform plan he showed us these two days is very good, and he is especially sympathetic to old painters like us. He is really kind and benevolent." It's my daughter, Shan Shuluo, who is also a painter, I hope to ask you for advice."

   "I've heard of her, she's young and promising." Ling Feng boasted very gracefully, smiling at Shan Shuluo.

   Shan Shuluo lowered his eyebrows when he looked at him, looking shy.

  Shan Qiang said, "I don't know if President Ling has a family."

  Ling Feng smiled and said, "Ling is not married yet."

   "Oh." Shan Qiang's expression seemed very satisfied, and he added, "Then we can consider marriage. If you have a successful career, it's time to start a career."

   "That's right." Ling Feng said with a smile, and looked at Shan Shuluo again.

   An Yan, who was watching from the side, thought it was very strange. She said, "Why does he talk like this, shouldn't he introduce you?"

   "He's telling the truth, I really haven't married him yet." Rong Qian said in a low voice.

  An Yan felt that what she said was weak, and said, "He is an adult, can't he see that the girl is interested in him, so he should make it clear."

  Rongqian is still saying good things for Ling Feng, saying: "I just started to be the president of this guild, and there are many considerations."

   "You are completely wrong." An Yan said and led Rong Qian to Ling Feng.

   And when Ling saw them approaching, he quickly pushed away and said, "I still have something to do over there, you can do whatever you want first." After saying that, he left.

  Rong Qian and An Yan passed by a lonely time.

   "I had a conflict with him just now. He is still angry, so we shouldn't care about him." Rong Qian was still justifying herself.

And An Yan also disagreed with her theory. She thought that if Ling Feng, the bastard, dared to do something wrong to Rong Qian, he would be allowed to ascend and descend. Could it be that he really thought he was in this position now? .

But Rong Qian was actually very uncomfortable, but she didn't want An Yan to worry about herself, and she was even more afraid that she would tell Li Rongsen, so she asked her, "Don't tell my brother, he is so busy, there is no need distracted by my business."

   "Of course I'm going to tell her." An Yan didn't like to lie and told her directly.

  Rong Qian frowned and said, "Farewell."

  An Yan did not agree.

At this time, I saw a woman walking in at the door, with a coquettish and charming appearance, and her voice was soft and pleasant, as if she was whispering love words to you, saying: "The new president's art exhibition is indeed different, but this painting The level is really unsatisfactory, even a woman like me can't compare, what face is there to open an art exhibition."

  Rong Qian got angry when she heard this, and immediately walked up to her and asked her, "Who are you and why do you say that?"

  An Yan found the other side of Rong Qian, who was completely different from the one in front of Ling Feng. She was full of confidence, her expression was solemn, and her tone was a hint of deterrence.

"I'm Jia Yan. There is an unwritten rule in the whole painting world. As long as I say I want to be the president, everyone will give way." The woman said loudly, and there was a bend in the ending of the last word, charming and charming. With unbelievable arrogance.

  An Yan was surprised that she was impersonated.

   (end of this chapter)