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  Foreigners have always spoken directly, saying what they have to say, and never covering up.

  Although President Bo is unparalleled in the eyes of Chinese people, his temperament is too cold. She likes Chinese men with softer lines.

  This man not only looks very delicate and beautiful, but also wears a lotus root pink loose T-shirt, which is lined with fair skin and has a gentle temperament like jade.

   Handsome, perfect, and young.

  Like the male protagonist in a Chinese romance novel.

  Krista liked it more and more, "Then Mr. Bo, can I ask him to have a cup of coffee with you?"

"no."

  Bo Tingshen closed the contract, but this time the rejection was cold and indifferent.

  Krista was a little surprised, but didn\'t ask much.

  In her country, no man has ever refused her invitation, let alone twice in a row.

  Ye Xian saw that the beauty turned away from her, and felt a little regretful. The next second, he received a cold order from the president, "Wait for me outside."

   "..." Ye Xian twitched the corners of his mouth, and gave a submissive \'smile\', "Okay."

   Think she disturbed him chatting with the beauty?

   It\'s his fault that he can\'t attract the attention of beautiful women.

  Ye Xian threw his coat over his shoulders, touched his hairstyle, and also, his charm was unstoppable.

  Bo Ting looked away from her pink T-shirt.

  Ye Xian originally wanted to go back to the car and stay obediently, but didn\'t want to meet the waiter in Wenfengtang halfway.

   "Sir, what do you need?"

   "No need."

  Wenfengtang is a high-end guild hall. The guests who come here are either rich or expensive. The waiter saw her unhappy face and thought it was a lack of attentive service. "I think you seem to be very hot. Would you like a cold drink?"

  Cold drink?

  Throat is indeed a bit dry, Ye Xian nodded, "Okay."

   "Then please sit down, what flavor do you want to drink? I\'ll help you order."

   "I want to drink... I\'ll go with you and see what\'s on the menu."

"OK."

  Ye Xian followed the waiters to the bar. When the weather is fine, even the bar in Wenfengtang is open-air, with flower carpets, lace tablecloths, and the waiters’ classic black and white matching and bow tie ceremony, showing style and elegance everywhere.

  She glanced at the menu, pointed to one of them, "Just have a cup of this, iced orange lemon tea."

"OK."

There were about a dozen waiters making drinks at the bar. While Ye Xian was waiting for a cold drink, he looked at them boredly. Everyone was wearing masks and white gloves, and they were skillful in making... Wait a minute, she saw a waiter making drinks. After two glasses of iced Americano, he looked around nervously, as if to see if anyone noticed him.

   Then, he quietly took out a small bag of white powder from his pocket and poured it all into one of the glasses.

what is that?

  Ye Xian\'s eyes tightened.

   It can\'t be any kind of seasoning. High-end clubs like Wenfengtang have extremely strict hygiene requirements. How could the waiters just take out the seasoning from their pockets casually?

   She was stunned, and the \'waiter\' had already picked up two glasses of iced Americano and walked outside.

  Could it be...the scum in the guild hall wants to drug someone?

  Ye Xian followed quietly, it didn\'t matter this time, but he found that the waiter was walking from Hall 8.

   "Sir, miss, your iced Americano."

  The waiter put two glasses of iced Americano in front of Bo Tingshen and Krista, turned around and left without a trace.

  The glass of iced Americano filled with unknown powder was placed in front of Krista.

   At this time, Krista was picking it up and getting ready to drink.

  (end of this chapter)