Chapter 1147: The waltz of the night prelude (part 1) [thanks to zuirum...

The brilliant and dazzling ball hall, the golden halo of the crystal chandelier is full of valuables,
　　 A group of powerful figures began to talk, creating an upper class of them in the entire venue. At this moment, they are all looking at the figures who enter the venue.
　　Dorda, which has business in more than 130 countries and regions, British Petroleum, whose annual turnover exceeds 200 billion U.S. dollars,
　　 and the largest royal shell group compared to them!
　　 At this moment, people from these European energy giants are entering the ball venue from the gate, and a dozen different figures enter the venue together with an inexplicable momentum!
　　 Seeing these heavyweights arrive at the scene, many people in the audience are all in their hearts.
　　 I heard more or less in the cocktail party last night, they knew that at the moment when there are ‘outsiders’ throwing a higher bargaining chip,
　　 These figures from outside North America and the sponsor from that ‘Empire’ tonight,
　　 The two sides will inevitably engage in a fierce conflict of interests!
　　 Looking at the three European companies who walked into the hall together,
　　 This is... a demonstration!
　　 In the ball hall, this thought came up, and everyone knew how much influence it had on the negotiation that it had fallen behind in momentum.
　　 When I thought about the opening speech, the inexplicable aura oppression on the young and magical CEO,
　　 Thinking of the next scene, almost everyone swallowed nervously!
　　 Then beyond everyone's expectations,
　　 Facing the opponent's battle, the black-haired young man just walked straight to the front figure.
　　 came to the other person, as if for a while I didn’t know what to say in the first sentence. It’s rare to meet the appearance of facing the opposite at this age.
　　 After a moment of dumbness, he let out a sigh, and then raised a relaxed and familiar smile.
　　 "That... can I ask you to dance..."
what! ? ?
　　 In the golden ball hall, almost everyone was taken aback.
　　 There is no collision, no show of sharp greetings, and even the responsibilities of the prom owner and CEO seem to be forgotten,
When 　　 came up and directly invited a woman from the European company team to dance, the scene was completely different from what they had imagined.
　　 But what surprised everyone more was that
　　 This is not even the most basic reception, which is abrupt and rude according to this occasion,
　　 The other party actually agreed.
　　 looked at that figure's exquisite fingertips and put his outstretched hand, until then, everyone suddenly realized the other side's brilliant blonde hair and swan-like graceful white beauty...
　　 Ignored the original normal process, disregarded the surprised gaze, and even ignored the imminent external crisis.
　　 put the hands of the people around me, even if it is stupid, I can react, the expressions of the company from Europe, the mysterious person in charge that could not be found, and the other two persons in charge just now...
　　 came to the center of the dance floor and stood still, Fang Ran tried to pose and looked at her correctly.
　　 "The person in charge of the Royal Shell Group?"
　　 In contrast, his movements are natural and elegant on his hands and shoulders, under the soothing tone of the cello and the dazzling golden brilliance of the crystal lamp,
　　Osfiyah just raised those azure blue eyes and asked quietly:
　　"Fisteld’s CEO?"
　　 Hearing this, she smiled helplessly and felt the touch of her hands. She put her tense right hand on the side behind Osfiyah. The hollowed out back of the platinum dress made her movements stiff.
　　 Accompanied by the melodious movement of the waltz, Fang Ran took the lead in the dance step with a light breath.
　　The escape adventure from London, Paris to Rome, experiencing the desperation at the end of the simulation scene together, the two people who were at odds at the beginning of the national war became fully trusted companions.
　　 In the waltz steps where everyone put on their costumes and danced together, recalling that thrilling journey in Europe,
　　 The youth really did not expect that the next meeting would be in a dance like this...
　　 It’s the first time I saw the other person wearing an evening dress. The white and flawless shoulders and neck clavicle didn’t know where to put his eyes, as if I wanted to conceal my nervousness.
　　 Fangran solemnly reminded to speak:
　　 "I'll say yes first, I can only dance the most basic and slowest kind of..."
　　 Seeing something from the line of sight he moved away, colors flashed in his azure blue eyes, and Osfiyah just matched his dance steps with a clear and calm voice.
　　 "Really, I thought you were already skilled at this kind of occasion, especially how to invite women to dance."
　　 "I don't know if I'm familiar or not, but now it seems that my reputation as a is solid..."
　　 Hearing her unusually meaningful words, her beautiful blond figure spinning on the dance floor with her arms around her, Fang Ran couldn't help but sighed helplessly.
　　 In spite of important negotiations, he invites other young women to dance, and he can guess what everyone present would think of himself.
　　Especially one of these gazes made him even more ashamed,
　　 Two minutes ago, he also denied the other party’s claim of which target he was looking at and replied righteously, "How can I have time to dance"...
　　 And hearing his words like this, the corners of Osfiya's mouth showed a subtle softness.
　　 The young man in a pure black suit is tall and straight, and the beautiful figure in a platinum dress is gorgeous, and the same young and outstanding two figures stand together in a dance step,
　　 As if there is an invisible tacit understanding between each other,
　　 makes anyone feel that they are a perfect match at this moment.
　　 Familiar with the journey, UU reading www.uukanshu. Com made Fang Ran notice Osphia’s subtle expression, and the greeting ended, looking at her delicate makeup and more beautiful face.
　　 asks the concern of being a companion during the spinning of the skirt:
"How are you,"
　　 "The same as before, except that the starting point is changed..."
　　The slender white arm rested on Fang Ran's body, a golden light hung over his slightly raised face, Osfiya watched him quietly and answered.
　　 Then, with impeccable dance steps, he told him about his recent tasks.
　　 "Compared with the official organizations at the regional level, the Wangting headquarters has a wider distribution of tasks, and more and more complex participants."
　　 "Compared with the ancestors who were able to do well almost as soon as they came up as leaders, I am far from mature enough."
　　 Don't compare with that person...
　　 Listening to her mentioning the awe-inspiring figure that followed the queen at the top of the B grade a hundred years ago, she felt a little helpless for a second.
　　 But looking at the clear and firm belief in Osphia’s azure blue eyes, I remembered the will that I felt from the unreserved confrontation with her in the C-level battle,
　　 chasing the figure of the dreaming person, for this, we continue to work hard and unswervingly...
　　 Fang Ran chuckled and said that this was indeed the Osphia he knew.
　　 While Fang Ran thought so much, dancing with him under the brilliant lights of the prom, Osfiya raised his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him.
　　 is like greeting a good friend whom I haven't seen for a long time, and it's like being mixed with another kind of concern...
　　 "What about you, how are you doing?"