Song Qingyi didn't introduce me to who this man was, and this man didn't mean to walk away, she looked like a gentleman, and asked Song Qingyi with concern if she needed something to relieve her hangover.

However, I did hear something from their conversation, this man seems to be the initiator of today's commercial dance party, and Zhang Ming, the vice president of Xinghui Entertainment.

No wonder Song Qingyi is so humble, it turns out that this is the real big guy, and I also heard from their conversation that the other companies that came to participate in the bidding today are all large listed companies, which means that our Simei has a very small chance of winning the bid.

However, this man seems to want to help Song Qingyi, from a man's point of view, this Zhang Ming wants to sleep with Song Qingyi.

Knowing that Song Qingyi was drunk, he still had to toast her, and I couldn't stand such an obvious pouring.

I protected Song Qingyi behind me, picked up a wine glass next to me, and said with a smile to Zhang Mingmei: "Mr. Zhang, our Mr. Song is almost drunk, I'll drink this glass of wine for her." ”

Obviously, he was very unhappy, but he didn't say anything, but Song Qingyi took the wine glass and drank with Zhang Ming, completely ignoring my existence.

I know that this Zhang Ming is very important to her, but I don't know if she can see that this Zhang Ming has ulterior motives for her, even if she can't win the bid today, I can't watch Song Qingyi get drunk by her.

I took the wine glass again and said generously: "Mr. Zhang, I have heard Mr. Song mention you a long time ago, saying that you are young and promising, and we Mr. Song have always admired you...... I won't drink this wine for anyone, but I respect you, okay?"

Probably Song Qingyi was there, so he didn't ignore my words, but just smiled: "Hahaha, Mr. General, your assistant is amazing, you can really speak." ”

Without waiting for Song Qingyi to speak, I rushed to say: "Mr. Zhang has won the award, I just know how to shoot a little sycophant, I have photographed Mr. Song many times, and she asked me to learn things by my side, but I can only help Mr. Song drive and do chores, and I can't do anything else." ”

"Hahaha......"

Song Qingyi also laughed along, but when she turned her head to look at me, she secretly glared at me with a charming smile, probably dissatisfied with the ambiguous meaning of the sycophants in my words.

Zhang Ming didn't seem to see it, and turned his head to ask Song Qingyi at the right time whether he was hungry or not, whether he needed an hangover and other nonsense.

His laughter has always been very cool, and his demeanor has always been very graceful, from his seemingly unfalse dialogue with me, it is enough to see that he is a reserved and deep person, to put it mildly, he is very scheming.

What he meant to Song Qingyi was actually obvious, but he was a gentleman and didn't have a very abrupt flattery, a bit like a boiled frog.

Such a man looks like a gentleman, but in fact he is just a wolf with a gentlemanly appearance.

As for whether he wants to eat a bite of Song Qingyi and taste it, or whether he wants to keep him by his side and seek joy when he is lonely, or whether he loves the world, I don't know.

If it was a big-chested woman, she would probably have been impressed by Zhang Ming's heartiness and demeanor, and she might have been lying on the bed waiting for him to enter, after all, people are not only outstanding in appearance but also have a lot of money.

Song Qingyi is obviously not a big-chested woman, maybe she has already seen that this Zhang Ming has ulterior motives for her, but she has been tolerating it at work

In the next time, I continued to toast him, and my appearance was very humble and gentle: "Mr. Zhang, I will toast you again, thank you for looking up to me so much, I have done this glass, you are free." ”

With that, I drank the almost overflowing glass of red wine in one gulp without waiting for him to raise his glass.

I thought Zhang Ming would refuse, but I didn't expect him to say hello, then raised the glass of wine and drank it heroically.

On the contrary, Song Qingyi sighed inexplicably, leaned into my ear and whispered: "Xiang Nan, when you pour red wine in the future, just pour one-third of the wine glass, don't too much, don't fill the glass like just now, you will be laughed at by others." ”

Although I know that I can't fill a glass of red wine, I just did it on purpose, I just wanted to get him drunk, so as not to continue to entangle Song Qingyi and disgust him by the way.

Zhang Ming waved his hand indifferently and motioned to the waiter who was holding back a smile to continue pouring wine.

Zhang Ming's performance really surprised me, and I even thought that he was not pretending, but so eclectic and bold.

If that's the case, then I'm up against a strong opponent, and I'm ashamed of myself in every way.

Song Qingyi was probably afraid that I would really annoy Zhang Ming, so she pinched my thigh under the table, so much so that I almost screamed.

I gritted my teeth and endured the pain, reached out to rub the sore spot, and while pretending to be nothing, I raised my glass to Zhang Ming.

As a result, Song Qingyi directly raised her foot and kicked it at me, the toe of her shoe was right against my knee, and when I withdrew it, I grabbed her ankle.

She struggled so hard that I couldn't let go, and I lifted it up to make my sitting posture more natural.

The dining table was round, and the tablecloth drooped about 30 centimeters, and it was impossible for Zhang Ming and the people next to him to see it, so it seemed to him that we had nothing to do.

Song Qingyi naturally didn't get mad, she wanted to withdraw her foot from my hand, but she didn't dare to push too hard, so her sitting posture at the moment was very awkward.

After struggling for a while, she stopped struggling, but her eyes stared at me in a daze, as if to warn me.

I knew that I would be miserable later, and it didn't matter if I annoyed her anyway, so I took the opportunity to touch her delicate ankles.

I'm not a foot fetish and have no interest in women's feet other than looking.

But I know that some women's feet are sensitive parts, and Song Qingyi is probably this type, because as soon as my hand touched her ankle, she suddenly exclaimed "ah", and her whole body trembled.

Zhang Ming naturally heard it, and hurriedly asked with a concerned face: "What's wrong?"

"No, it's fine. Song Qingyi hurriedly waved her hand, her face full of awkwardness.

I didn't let go of her, and who knows if she would kick me again.

Song Qingyi turned her head to me and glared at me fiercely, and that look probably said that if I didn't put it on her, it would make my life worse than death.

I also hinted to her not to kick me again, or I would continue to hold on.

Song Qingyi seemed to understand my intentions, and she nodded at me.

I hesitated for a moment before carefully letting go of her foot, and then sat far away, beware of her kicking at me again.

Fortunately, she didn't kick me anymore, but she didn't pay attention to me anymore, didn't even look at me, and continued to chat with Zhang Ming.

The content of the conversation finally got to the point, and Song Qingyi began to talk to Zhang Ming about cooperation.

However, Zhang Ming has always maintained the topic at the technical level, and is unwilling to discuss Song Qingyi in depth, and he also poured Song Qingyi wine.

I couldn't stop it, every time I tried to block it for her, but she was bluffed back by a look.

After a few glasses of wine back and forth, Song Qingyi really couldn't do it, her whole body shrunk softly on the chair, her hands pressed her temples tightly, and her face became pale......

I leaned over and asked, "Mr. Song, is there anything uncomfortable?"

"It's okay, just ...... I'm a little dizzy, I'll just rest for a while. Song Qingyi's voice was very weak.

I accidentally touched her and found that her body was hot to the hand, almost worse than a high fever.

At this time, Zhang Ming also stood up and walked towards Song Qingyi, she stretched out her hand to test Song Qingyi's forehead, and then yelled at me: "Go out and buy medicine!"

I don't want to leave Song Qingyi here alone, because this Zhang Ming doesn't seem to be a good person, but now if I don't buy medicine for Song Qingyi, I guess she will really die of hardship.

Besides, there are so many people here, are you still afraid that she Zhang Ming will not be able to do anything?

With this in mind, I ran out of the ballroom......