C289 Discovered
C289 Discovered
Zhou Dongyu's sudden laughter seemed very strange in the current situation. Everyone looked at Zhou Dongyu and even her supporters showed puzzled expressions.
Faang Yang's expression was calm. He took advantage of this opportunity to secretly circulate the Golden Eye to size Zhou Dongyu up. Good fellow. This Zhou Dongyu's luck was very high. That was far beyond ordinary people. Even the luck of many Martial Artists. Not as good as she is.
Furthermore, Zhou Dongyu's spiritual energy was as deep as an abyss. For a moment, she was unable to pry to the bottom. Preliminary estimates showed that Zhou Dongyu was at least at the Profound Rank Late Period.
This cultivation level was not considered strong. After all, she was the Sect Chief of the Number One Club. Faang Yang had always felt that this Zhou Dongyu was far from being as simple as she seemed on the surface. For example, her cultivation base might have some kind of concealing technique...
Zhou Dongyu suddenly laughed. After laughing, she said, "Alright, since Director Faang is not willing to talk about cooperation under such circumstances. When the time comes, we'll just wait for it to be empty. I will definitely bring the project proposal and visit you at your company. "
After saying that, Zhou Dongyu did not continue to be entangled in this matter. After saying a few more words that did not hurt or itch, she announced the start of the ball.
The melodious and gentle music rang out once again. The meticulously arranged dance floor flickered with all kinds of lights. It was not dreamlike at all.
Slowly, many elites who brought their female companions or temporarily hooked up with them gathered towards the dance floor.
Just as Zhou Dongyu left the spotlight, Yang Chongming ran over and tried to invite Zhou Dongyu to be his dance partner.
However, Zhou Dongyu did not like him. She smiled politely and shook her head. After being rejected by Zhou Dongyu, Yang Chongming's face turned ugly. Then he returned to normal and tried his best to maintain the demeanor of a gentleman.
However, when he saw Zhou Dongyu walking towards Faang Yang and extending her hand to invite Faang Yang to dance, Yang Chongming's face turned purple and his eyes looked like they were about to spit fire.
Faang Yang, on the other hand, could not help but have a strange feeling when he saw Zhou Dongyu suddenly reach out her hand to pull him to dance.
Especially when Faang Miaomiao, Xu Meng and the other girls looked at Faang Yang with eyes filled with something called a knife. That was the look in Faang Yang's eyes when he dared to agree to it. They would pick up a knife and chop Faang Yang in minutes.
Faang Yang tried his best to keep himself calm and not look at Faang Miaomiao and the other girls. Pretending to be indifferent, he smiled and said, "Director Zhou has so many suitors. It is not appropriate to invite me to dance, right? Later, they will hate me. Then I will be wronged. "
The corner of Zhou Dongyu's mouth had a quiet smile and her beautiful eyes looked at Faang Miaomiao. Again. Looking at Xu Meng and the other girls, she understood in her heart and said, "What Director Faang said, I'm afraid I have to return it to you. I risked my life to come here. Director Faang wouldn't not give me face, right?"
Zhou Dongyu's white hand still maintained the same movement while Faang Yang stood there like a block of wood. He couldn't reach out his hand or not.
The longer Faang Yang hesitated, the colder the eyes of the surrounding people on Faang Yang became. Among them, Yang Chongming was one of the best. He was so angry that he went forward and chopped Faang Yang into meat paste with a machete.
Finally, after a minute and three seconds of hesitation, Faang Yang held Zhou Dongyu's hand and slowly walked to the dance floor under the suffocating gazes of the crowd.
Faang Yang came from the market, so he naturally learned many social skills, such as social dancing. Although it was not a special skill, it was still a good one.
As soon as the steps were taken, Zhou Dongyu praised, "Looks like you have practiced it before. Your dance is not bad."
Faang Yang smiled modestly and said, "Director Zhou is too kind. Director Zhou is the dance floor elf. This admirer's eyes are about to cut me into pieces."
As the dance steps turned, Zhou Dongyu could naturally see Yang Chongming's burning gaze of jealousy.
Zhou Dongyu, who saw all of this, did not mind. She smiled faintly and said, "They are just some small shrimps. Compared to Director Faang, they are not very good."
Zhou Dongyu's straightforward words surprised Faang Yang. Faang Yang, who was unwilling to guess anymore, directly asked, "Tell me, what is the purpose of this dance today? I think this Hongmen Banquet is not as simple as it looks on the surface."
Zhou Dongyu tilted her head slightly in response to Faang Yang's straightforward words. There was a playful expression on her pretty face. At this moment, her mature charm was like that of a young girl next door. She said, "I just want to hold a simple ball. Could it be that Director Faang doesn't want to give me this bit of trust?"
As she spoke, Zhou Dongyu's expression revealed a trace of grievance. This kind of expression caused people to fantasize. Yang Chongming and the others who were paying close attention to Faang Yang and Zhou Dongyu wanted nothing more than to rush forward and chop Fang Yang into eight pieces.
Looking at Zhou Dongyu's words and actions, Faang Yang's expression was strange. He unconsciously thought of the gray-clothed man's words.
Don't meddle in the matters of Number One Club. Could it be this matter?
There was an Earth Rank Expert residing in Number One Club. Could it be that such a powerful expert didn't notice that someone had placed a Ten-finger Confused Heart Array in Number One Club?
Or could it be that the Number One Club only knew about it and let them do whatever they wanted to lure the gray-clothed man out?
Faang Yang couldn't figure it out. If he thought too much, he would have a headache. Since he couldn't see through this situation, he would let it continue to develop. He believed that one day, he would see through Zhou Dongyu's goal.
The ball went on in an orderly manner. After Faang Yang and Zhou Dongyu finished dancing, Zhou Dongyu started her social path. She wandered among the crowd and started to talk about her business and many projects for cooperation.
Number One Club was very mysterious and powerful. This Zhou Dongyu was also a person from the Ancient Martial Circle. However, the people she came into contact with were not limited to the Ancient Martial Circle. She was like a money-making machine. Wherever she went, she would talk about things related to money with others.
As for Faang Yang, after he finished dancing with Zhou Dongyu, Faang Miaomiao, Xu Meng and Guo Xiang also came to join in the fun. After Faang Yang finished three dance moves in a row, even Kung Qianqian came over to pull Faang Yang up.
After he finished the last dance with Kung Qianqian, Faang Yang found a seat and sat down, exhausted. Wang Qiang, Ji Ping and the others came over to take pleasure in their misfortune. Xue Zimei was with them. She widened her beautiful eyes and looked at Faang Yang. Even an idiot could see the hope in her eyes.
However, Faang Yang could only pretend that he didn't see them. He glared at Wang Qiang and Ji Ping with hatred and scolded, "What are you laughing at? Did I ask you to come and watch the show? "
The ball in the upper class was the most boring because the ball was just a coat. The real purpose was to work together and win. It was to talk about their money-making project. Even the Martial Artist in the Ancient Martial World could not be excluded.
It was not easy for them to get to the end of the ball. When it was the final dance, many people stopped talking about business and joined the dance floor.
Faang Yang stood at the edge with a glass of non-alcoholic cocktail in his hand. He wanted to avoid the crowd, but Tang Xiaoyu walked over to Faang Yang and invited him under the crowd's gaze.
Faang Yang did not hold Tang Xiaoyu's hand this time. He grabbed Tang Xiaoyu's hand and threw her into the dance floor with his arm around her waist.
As soon as the dance started, Faang Yang moved his head to Tang Xiaoyu's ear and said softly, "When are you going to take off your mask?"