The woman drank a good amount of wine, and she drank all a glass of wine without hesitation. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Miss Lin, it's funny. ”

Quan Zichen was swallowed with another glass of spirits.

After a while, several more people from the partner came over to toast Quan Zichen.

Quan Zichen's assistant hurriedly blocked for him: "Mr. Quan, if you are not feeling well, go to the suite to rest first." The other day, you just drank in China and went to the hospital, which is not a joke. The doctor said you can't drink anymore. ”

"Don't drink it, then you can tell me, do you still want this project?" Quan Zichen's face was frosty.

"Mr. Quan, but in this case, how can your body be able to eat? Besides, if the project can't be discussed, don't talk about it. ”

"This is also what you should say? I want to get back all the things that Quan Zichen lost!"

"Quan Zong......"

"That's it!"

Quan Zichen no longer pays attention to him, he needs a large amount of money, and only when the funds are in place, can he compete with Quan Yanghe and his father.

Otherwise, such a project, where does he need Quan Zichen to talk about it in person!

After drinking for about an hour, Quan Zichen's head began to ache faintly, and during this time, his head always hurt badly.

Several vice presidents came to pour wine to Quan Zichen in turn: "Mr. Quan, come, give face, and have another drink!"

Of course, he had to give face, and Quan Zichen drank it all.

After a while, someone brought a few hot beauties over.

The beautiful woman lay down beside several men, and her bewitching little hands picked up the wine glasses and drank with them.

Suddenly, there was chaos in the banquet.

Quan Zichen had a splitting headache, and just when he was finally about to leave, there was a sudden cramping pain in his stomach.

"Mr. Quan, are you okay? Are you feeling unwell again?"

"It's okay, it's old. ”

"Where is the old problem, you didn't have this problem two years ago. ”

"If I say it's okay, it's okay!

Quan Zichen was annoyed and yelled at him.

The assistant's face was full of black lines, so he shut up and didn't dare to speak.

He is also just for the good of Quan Zichen, in the past two years, Quan Zichen has either been hospitalized with stomach bleeding, or he has a headache that he can't sleep all night.

The whole person has lost weight, and of course, his temper has become more and more irritable.

Quan Zichen endured the pain and went over to drink with his partner.

In this way, he held on until midnight, and the assistant dragged him back to the hotel in a drunken manner.

"I've never seen anyone drink like this, it's just dead. The assistant muttered quietly.

He helped Quan Zichen into the suite, and as soon as he entered, the man found the bathroom and vomited.

"Qingqing...... Qingqing ......"

"Mr. Quan, what are you talking about?" the assistant didn't hear clearly.

Quan Zichen vomited for a while, turned on the faucet to the maximum, and held the pool alone, his face full of pain.

The crisp suit was full of wrinkles, and he was propped up on the pool like that, not lightly drunk.

"Qingqing, Qingqing......"

"Mr. Quan, I'll pour you a glass of water. ”

"Why do you want to leave me without saying a word, Qingqing ......"

He was devastated with grief, and after all this time, the pain did not abate in the slightest, but grew more intense as time passed.

In the dead of night, his ears would always think of her voice.

She called him "brother" and she laughed heartlessly......

However, now she has disappeared from his world forever......

In this life, he will never see her again.

There will be no one behind him, laughing and shouting: "Brother, you can play with me for a while......"

"Brother, I don't know how to do ...... topic"

"Brother, let's go for a walk......"

"Brother, why are you so busy......"

The pain in his heart was like a knife, and he covered his heart, his other hand clutching the edge of the pool.

Not only in the heart, but also in the stomach.

The knuckles of his fingers that grabbed the pool turned white, and his face was bloodless!

"Green ......"

He frowned, spit out, and spat out a puddle of blood!

When the assistant came, his eyes widened with fright, the cup fell to the ground, and he hurried to call the emergency number in France.

Quan Zichen's face was extremely pale, and when the doctor came, he had no strength.

"Doctor, what's wrong with our president?"

"After drinking like this, the preliminary judgment is stomach bleeding. ”

"Alas, I was just discharged from the hospital a few days ago. This ......"

"I was just discharged from the hospital a few days ago and drank again? I tell you, this time, unless I recuperate in the hospital, I don't know if this life will be saved. ”

The assistant really wants to cry without tears, Quan Zichen has a stubborn temper and doesn't listen to anyone.

After Quan Zichen was admitted to the hospital, the assistant made a phone call to Du Wen.

Du Wen was his master, and he always took him with him when he was in Quan's time.

"Master, are you okay there?"

"Well, it's okay, why did you call all of a sudden? You guys there, it's late at night, right?" Du Wen said.

"yes. How can I say it, didn't I just tell you about Mr. Kwon being hospitalized a few days ago? Today, he drank too much again, and now he is in the hospital. Master, what do you say you should do?"

"Mr. Quan didn't say anything?"

He said that the project was important, and it was okay to have some drink. ”

"What else?"

"And ...... Without. Oh, every time Mr. Kwon gets drunk, he seems to call a name. ”

"What's the name?"

"Qingqing. ”

Du Wen on the other end was silent immediately, holding the mobile phone and not speaking for a long time.

Quan Zichen really loved Mu Qingqing miserably.

"Master, who is this Qingqing? ”

"Mr. Quan's favorite woman. ”

"Ah, Mr. Quan's favorite woman, why have I never heard of her?"

"What do you think I'm being punished for flying around, and what do you do with the country's running business?"

"Master, what do you think I should do?"

"You don't care, and you can't do it, just work hard. ”

"Oh, well, Master, bye-bye. ”

"Hmm."

Du Wen hung up the phone, clenching the phone tightly in his hand, if he could find Mu Qingqing with Young Master Xu Fan at that time, maybe things would not be like this.

Or if he hadn't said casually behind his back and asked Xu Fan to call Mu Qingqing, then Mu Qingqing would not have disappeared like this at least, and then things would have taken a big turn.

If, if Mu Qingqing hadn't left, maybe the matter between her and the young master would have been talked about.

However, just like Lin Junjie's song―――――― "It's a pity that there is no if"

Du Wen thought about it and couldn't call Quan Zichen to persuade him, mainly because of the fight he had with Quan Zichen afterward.

Du Wen didn't feel sleepy, and Xu Fan made a phone call.

Xu Fan saw that it was Du Wen's call, thinking that Jiao had a clue about Mu Qingqinghu, so he quickly answered it.