Super Golden Eye

The quiet atmosphere lasted for a long time, and the undercurrent of the atmosphere was broken by Zhou Tongyu's chuckle.

Zhou Tongyu's sudden laughter seemed extremely strange in the current situation. Everyone looked at Zhou Tongyu, and even her supporters looked puzzled.

Fang Yang looked calm and took this opportunity to secretly use his golden eyes to look at Zhou Tongyu. Good guy, all the fortune lines of Zhou Tongyu are very high, which is far higher than that of ordinary people. Even the fortunes of many warriors are not as good as hers.

Moreover, Zhou Dongyu's aura is as deep as the abyss, and for a while it was impossible to get a glimpse of it. Preliminary estimates indicate that Zhou Dongyu is at least in the late Xuan level.

This cultivation level is not very strong, after all, he is the leader of Club No. 1. Fang Yang always felt that this Zhou Tongyu was far from being as simple as it seemed on the surface. For example, there might be some way to cover up her cultivation.

Zhou Tongyu suddenly laughed. After he finished laughing, he said: "Okay, since our president is not willing to discuss cooperation on such an occasion, then let's just not talk about it. When I am free later, I will definitely bring the project with me." Plan, I’ll visit you at your company.”

After saying that, Zhou Tongyu stopped worrying about this matter and said a few more indifferent words before announcing the start of the dance.

The melodious and soft music sounded again, and various lamp posts flashed on the carefully arranged dance floor, which was so dreamy.

Slowly, many elites with female partners, or temporarily hooked up with female partners, gathered towards the dance floor.

As soon as Zhou Tongyu left the center of attention, Yang Chongming ran up and tried to invite Zhou Tongyu to be his dance partner.

However, Zhou Tongyu was not interested in him. He smiled politely and shook his head. Yang Chongming looked ugly after being rejected by Zhou Tongyu, but then returned to normal, trying to maintain the demeanor of a gentleman.

However, when he saw Zhou Tongyu walking towards Fang Yang and extending his hand to Fang Yang to invite him to dance, Yang Chongming's entire face turned purple, and his eyes seemed to be spitting fire.

As for Fang Yang, he watched Zhou Tongyu come to him and suddenly stretched out his hand to pull him to dance, and he couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in his heart.

In particular, the eyes of Fang Miaomiao, Xu Meng and other women looking at Fang Yang were full of something called a knife. As long as Fang Yang dared to agree, they would pick up a big knife to chop Fang Yang in any minute.

Fang Yang tried his best to stay calm and did not look at Fang Miaomiao and the other girls. He pretended to smile indifferently and said, "Mr. Zhou has so many suitors. Isn't it appropriate to invite me to dance? If they hate me later, then I was wronged."

Zhou Tongyu had a quiet smile on his lips. He looked at Fang Miaomiao with his beautiful eyes, then at Xu Meng and the other girls. He understood in his heart and said, "I'm afraid I have to return what Mr. Fang said to you. I This is coming at the risk of attracting hatred, Mr. Fang won’t deny me face, right?”

Zhou Tong Yuying's delicate white hands still maintained that movement, while Fang Yang was stuck there like a piece of wood, neither reaching out nor not.

The longer Fang Yang hesitated, the colder the eyes of everyone around him looked at Fang Yang. Among them, Yang Chongming was so angry that he stepped forward and chopped Fang Yang into pieces with a machete.

Finally, after hesitating for a minute and three seconds, Fang Yang took Zhou Tongyu's hand and slowly walked to the dance floor under the suffocating gazes of many people.

Fang Yang was born in the market, so he naturally learned a lot about social interaction. Skills such as ballroom dancing, although not considered a special skill, are quite impressive.

As soon as the dance steps were taken, Zhou Tongyu praised: "It seems that he has practiced. He dances well."

Fang Yang smiled modestly and said, "Mr. Zhou is ridiculous. Mr. Zhou is the spirit of the dance floor. The eyes of this admirer are almost cutting me into pieces."

As the dance steps reversed, Zhou Tongyu could naturally see the fiery jealous eyes of Yang Chongming.

Seeing all this, Zhou Tongyu didn't take it seriously, and said with a faint smile: "They are just some shrimps. Compared with Mr. Fang, they are too inferior."

Fang Yang was a little surprised by Zhou Tongyu's straightforward words. Fang Yang, who didn't want to guess anymore, asked directly: "Tell me, what is the purpose of holding this dance today? I don't think this Hongmen Banquet is what it seems on the surface. It seems so simple.”

In response to Fang Yang's straightforwardness, Zhou Tongyu tilted his head slightly, with a hint of playfulness on his pretty face. His mature charm was like that of a girl next door at this moment, and said: "I just want to have a simple dance party. Isn’t Mr. Fang unwilling to give me this little trust?”

As he said that, Zhou Tongyu showed a hint of grievance. Such an expression was so fascinating that Yang Chongming and others who were paying close attention to Fang Yang and Zhou Tongyu wanted to rush up and cut Fang Yang into pieces.

Looking at Zhou Tongyu's words and deeds, Fang Yang looked strange and unconsciously thought of the words of the man in gray.

Is it possible that Shao was involved in the incident at Club No. 1?

There are earth-level masters in Club No. 1. Could it be that such a powerful martial arts master didn't notice that the Ten Finger Confusion Formation was set up in Club No. 1?

In other words, Club No. 1 knew about it and just let it go, in order to lure out the man in gray?

Fang Yang couldn't figure it out, and he got a headache from thinking too much. Since he couldn't see through this situation at the moment, he should just let it develop. He believed that one day he would see through Zhou Tongyu's purpose.

The dance went on in an orderly manner. After Fang Yang and Zhou Tongyu finished dancing, Zhou Tongyu began her social journey, wandering among the crowd, and began to talk about her business experience and many cooperative projects.

Club No. 1 is very mysterious and powerful, and Zhou Tongyu is a member of the ancient martial arts circle. However, the people she comes in contact with are not limited to the ancient martial arts circle. She is like a money-making machine and will talk to people about money-related matters wherever she goes.

As for Fang Yang, after dancing with Zhou Tongyu, Fang Miaomiao, Xu Meng and Guo Xiang also came to join in the fun. After Fang Yang danced three times in a row, even Gong Qianqian came over to pull Fang Yang up.

After the last dance with Gong Qianqian, Fang Yang found a seat and sat down in exhaustion. Wang Qiang and Ji Ping came forward to gloat. Xue Zimei joined them and looked at Fang Yang with widened beautiful eyes. The hope in his expression is something even a fool can see.

However, Fang Yang could only act like a fool and pretended not to see it. He glared at Wang Qiang and Ji Ping angrily and scolded: "Why are you laughing? Are you here to watch the fun?"

Dances held by the upper class are the most boring, because the dance is just a cover, and the real purpose is win-win cooperation and talking about their money-making projects. Even warriors in the world of ancient martial arts are not immune to this.

It was hard to wait until the dance was almost over. During the final dance, many people stopped talking about business and threw themselves on the dance floor.

Fang Yang stood on the edge holding a glass of cocktail without alcohol. He wanted to avoid the crowd, but Tang Xiaoyu walked towards Fang Yang without hesitation, and under the eyes of many people, he extended an invitation to Fang Yang.

This time Fang Yang didn't hold it, he directly took Tang Xiaoyu's hand, held her waist and threw herself on the dance floor.

As soon as he started dancing, Fang Yang raised his head to Tang Xiaoyu's ear and said softly: "When are you going to take off your mask?"