"Hello!" Luo Xiaoqian busied herself extending her right hand, shaking with the other party, and was about to retract it.
However, the opponent's greasy palm only clung tightly to her hand without letting go, and the other hand was gently patting on the back of hers.
"Miss Luo, you are even more beautiful than on TV!"
"President Li flatters me!" Luo Xiaoqian put more strength into her hand and finally snatched her hand back from his grasp.
A flash of displeasure crossed President Li's eyes, but it was quickly concealed, "Come, have a seat!"
"Yes, yes, yes, Miss Luo next to President Li!" Secretary Fang Zhuo also stepped forward, taking Luo Xiaoqian's arm and pushing her to sit down beside President Li at the table, and then they started pouring drinks.
"I don't drink alcohol!" When the drink was poured into Luo Xiaoqian's glass, she raised her hand to block the rim, "Can I just have juice?"
