The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 742
Yan Zhixin smiled and shook hands with him: "General Manager of Yinlai Group?"

During the opening ceremony of Emperor Entertainment, she remembered that Yinlai Group was invited.

The head of the Yinlai Group is also surnamed Yin.

She felt that he was probably the prince of Yinlai Group.

However, Yin Xuechuan did not continue on her topic, and said with a smile: "Is it okay to come out to play and not talk about the company? Otherwise, Lanlan will think that I am very boring."

Glancing around, he asked again, "Where's Lanlan? She hasn't arrived yet?"

Yan Zhixin casually gave an excuse: "The traffic jam on Binjiang Road is serious, she should be late."

Before Lin Lan arrived, the two chatted first.

The center of the topic was naturally Lin Lan.

Yan Zhixin looked at him with the eyes of "the mother-in-law picks the son-in-law" the whole time, and felt that this man was interesting.

The way he looked at her was generous and regular, and he felt like he was looking at his girlfriend's best friend from the beginning to the end, without any crossing the line.

His handshake etiquette is also very standard, and he will not always want to take advantage of the opportunity like some directors and investors.

When he talked to her, he was humorous, but he was not as casual as he was in the bar, and he was not a rascal.

He also didn't want to hug his thigh just because she was the president of Emperor Entertainment, or because of her relationship with Mo Junting.

He didn't seem to mind that his flirtatious persona would collapse.

When he talked about Lin Lan, his eyes were very gentle.

With Yan Zhixin's attainments in micro-expressions, she felt that his feelings for Lin Lan were real.

Yan Zhixin wanted to test him out, and said in a half-joking and half-serious tone: "You and your appearance are very different, is there any special reason?"

Yin Xuechuan smiled and said, "Lan Lan likes this type of fresh meat, doesn't she?"

This type of little fresh meat can play, have fun, and roll the sheets. After rolling the sheets, you can kick them if you are not interested, and you don't have to worry about the other party crying and begging for reunion.

Yan Zhixin raised her eyebrows in surprise: "Have you investigated her?"

Yin Xuechuan was startled when he slipped his tongue, and subconsciously wanted to make amends, but when the words came to his lips, he thought of something, and fell silent again. He didn't speak for a while, and his smiling face also fell silent.

Yan Zhixin suddenly felt that the silent look in front of her eyes was the real character of this man.

Thinking of the first meeting in the bar, he "recognized" her first, but now it seems that he must have deliberately used her as a springboard to get to know Lin Lan.

It seems that there is something insider.

Yan Zhixin picked up the spoon and gently stirred the hot chocolate in the cup, waiting for his reply.

After a full 2 ​​minutes, Yin Xuechuan said in a serious tone: "I investigated her."

Sincerely.

Yan Zhixin raised her eyes and said, "So, you are deliberately trying to get close to her, aren't you?"

Yin Xuechuan took a sip of coffee and nodded.

Yan Zhixin asked again: "What's the reason? Is it convenient to say?"

Yin Xuechuan sighed and shook his head: "I haven't thought it through yet. I'll tell her when I think it over."

Yan Zhixin didn't continue to ask this question, she pursed her lips and said, "Then do you know that she has been emotionally traumatized?"

Yin Xuechuan nodded: "I know."

Yan Zhixin poked the hot chocolate, and said calmly: "Since you know, then you should also know that her choice of boyfriend is not as simple as picking a little fresh meat that can be played and divided."

Yin Xuechuan added: "Husky's character is also needed."

Yan Zhixin asked back: "So you pretended to be a husky?"

Yin Xuechuan: "..."

Yan Zhixin thought of Lin Lan's three major criteria for a man: eight-pack abs, male waist, body - big - work - good, and couldn't help smiling, character can be faked, but figure can't be faked at all.

(End of this chapter)