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Huo Yousen's request was a bit too much for her, and she didn't understand the affairs of Huo's company, so how could she help him talk about it.

And letting a woman talk about business with a man in the business field is too obvious, Huo Yousen seems to treat her as a wine escort.

At the dinner of this business, Huo Yousen was also there, and he watched coldly as the man named Zhou Qiyuan once persuaded her to drink.

She barely drank a lot, but she couldn't support people's intentional drinking.

Zhou Yiyuan teased her in front of Huo Yousen, asked for her mobile phone number, and praised her for being young and beautiful, and really capable.

The word "dry" added an emphasis, and it came out of Zhou Qiyuan's mouth, which was not very respectful and polite.

Lin Jia responded with a smile and said: Don't dare to be, it's still our family's Asen is amazing.

This Asen, in Zhou Yiyuan's opinion, was the meaning that she took the initiative to stick to Huo Yousen, how could Huo Yousen take a fancy to her as a small staff member and dare to call him by his name.

Lin Jia stood up, outmatched by the amount of alcohol, and left to go to the bathroom under the pretext.

As soon as she left, the people at the table had no one to tease, and as soon as she stepped out of the door of the private room with her front feet, Huo Yousen also stood up and walked out, and the rest of the people continued to drink nonsense.

Lin Jia stood in front of the mirror to touch up her makeup, walked out of the bathroom and saw Huo Yousen standing in the corridor, she didn't raise her head to pass by, but he grabbed her wrist.

"You're quite capable of pleasing men. That Zhou Yiyuan, I was stunned by you. ”

Lin Jia couldn't hear his joy and anger, but thought that he was belittling himself at the wine table, she turned her head sideways and said, "What about you? I coaxed you for so long, are you stunned?"

But she was also pulled by him to laugh.

Huo Yousen's eyes were cold: "I'll wait and go first, you pay attention yourself." ”

That's what it means to leave her to that man.

"Then thank you Mr. Huo for the reminder. She was also cold and in a bad mood, so she no longer called him Asen, but directly called Mr., and she could pull away as far as she could.

The hand holding her wrist didn't work, she shook it off easily, straightened her back and returned to the private room.

Back in the private room, Zhou Yiyuan beckoned her to eat food, and asked, "I don't know if Miss Lin has a boyfriend?"

The words of the men at the dinner table are unbelievable, especially in the area of ridiculing women.

Lin Jia: "No, my fiancé just died, and everyone says I'm a kefu, and no man likes me." ”

Huo Yousen came back to the private room and stopped talking for a while, he had a smell of smoke on his body, and when he passed by Lin Jia, she smelled it.

Remembering that he was still young many years ago, she seduced him to smoke, clumsy and cute, she laughed for a long time, and finally was pressed against the wall by him and kissed fiercely, so that she could remember it for a long time, and she could not easily laugh at a man.

After kissing, he left the words: Dare to laugh at me, I will make you unable to get out of bed.

Huo Yousen said something with a blank face, and left.

Zhou Qiyuan politely teased a few words, but did not keep him.

Lin Jia didn't look at him from beginning to end, and the moment the door of the private room opened, she raised her head and drank a glass of wine, put down the wine glass and touched the porcelain bowl, making a little movement.

Huo Yousen's pace paused, and after only a few seconds, he didn't turn back.

The door to the private room closed again.

It was close to eleven o'clock in the evening, and the dinner was over, and Zhou Qiyuan's gentlemanly demeanor offered to send her home.

The others smiled ambiguously and consciously gave them a chance, Zhou Qiyuan put on a blazer for her and said: "Just from so many people, some things are not easy to say, now there is no one, Miss Lin, are you willing to think about what I said?"

Lin Jia narrowed his eyes and took a cigarette from his bag: "Mr. Zhou probably doesn't know who my fiancé is." ”