"Xu Fan, you really know how to do business. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info: It seems that I didn't leave the night to merge in vain. Quan Zichen smiled half-drunk, his face was already drunk.

A bottle of wine contains so little, it is really no business, more treacherous than himself, Quan Zichen will shake the empty wine bottle helplessly every time.

When the fifth bottle was empty, there was no more wine on the table, so he had to press the phone and call the waiter.

Picking up his glass and drinking the last glass of wine, he soon had another glass of wine.

His head hurt and his whole body was hot, so he had to take off his blazer.

Just when he was impatiently trying to call someone, Xu Fan pushed open the door of the private room.

Xu Fan only took a bottle of wine in his hand, he closed the door of the private room, walked towards Quan Zichen with long legs.

"It's so slow to get a bottle of wine, that's how Xu Fan usually trains you?!"

Quan Zichen was half drunk, thinking that he was a waiter, but he didn't look up, and said coldly irritably.

He reached out to get the wine bottle, but Xu Fan retracted his hand.

"Quan Zichen, this is the fifth day you have come to POWER, and you have drunk the twenty-ninth bottle of wine. You're still really dead. ”

Only then did Quan Zichen raise his drunken eyes, he looked at Xu Fan, and hooked his lips: "You care about me so much?" ”

"I just don't want dead people on my turf."

Xu Fan was expressionless and sat down on the sofa opposite him.

He lazily cocked Erlang's legs and lit a cigarette. This man is always so elegant, and he is extraordinarily charming in whatever he does.

The white shirt set off his calmness, and there was no emotion on his face.

One by one, it is extremely well converged.

"Xu Fan, you are really a coward. You should think, I Quan Zichen bought you a bottle of wine, and you can earn a lot more. Isn't it all about making money? ”

"I haven't cultivated to the point where you have a lot of power." Xu Fan said lightly.

"Don't pretend, your Xu Fan's power can reach this point today, isn't it cold-blooded and ruthless? If I'm right, you're killing a lot of small casino owners, right? Many people, but you forced their families to die. ”

Xu Fan poured clouds and breezy winds: "The survival of the fittest is just that." ”

"Alright, give me the wine." Quan Zichen stretched out his hand.

"Quan Zichen, how much do you love Xu Chaodu? Don't even go to the group, drink with me every day? Xu Fan looked at him.

"It's none of your business."

"I advise you to be sober, there has been no news of her for nearly a month, you should think of what happened, don't deceive yourself."

"You don't need to tell me, I'm a guest, I'm God, I'm here to drink, not to listen to your nonsense!"

Quan Zichen obviously had annoyance on his face, and many people told him openly and secretly that Mu Qingqing was dead, but he didn't believe it. She is such an optimistic and cheerful little girl, how can she seek death.

Now, Xu Fan also came to say this kind of thing to him.

"Since you want to drink, then drink, drink it to cause stomach bleeding, don't blame me Xu Fan's head."

Xu Fan slowly spit out a puff of cigarette and put the wine on the table, he just wanted to see what Quan Zichen would drink himself.

Quan Zichen took the wine bottle and poured wine into the cup, and drank it all as soon as it was full.

Xu Fan looked at Quan Zichen while smoking, this man is really crazy.

Before, he felt that Quan Zichen had a special feeling for Mu Qingqing, but now that he looks at it, it really is.

"Xu Fan, you can get out. Oh, by the way, one bottle is not enough, a few more bottles, rest assured, the money will pay. ”

"Quan Zichen, it's just a woman, are you there?"

"Xu Fan, you are the least qualified to say this." Quan Zichen looked up, looked at him and sneered.

Suddenly, Xu Fan was silent, holding the cigarette between his fingers and letting the cigarette burn slowly.

A vague figure in her mind gradually became clear, the woman was smiling, her eyebrows were like willow leaves, and her fair face was extremely beautiful.

The blurry image became clear, and Xu Fan's eyebrows furrowed.

There was silence in the private room for a while, and Quan Zichen knew that as soon as he mentioned his Xu Fan's lover, he had nothing to say.

It is this woman who has made Xu Fan so romantic as he is now.

Continue to fill a glass of wine, Quan Zichen raised his head and drank it all.

Soon, just when a bottle of wine was about to be drunk, Quan Zichen was already very drunk.

At that moment, his phone vibrated on the table.

"What's the matter?" Quan Zichen picked it up, his face full of drunkenness.

It was Uncle Li who called: "Young master, the teacher at the school told me to go and get Qingqing's things." ”

A strong sadness spread from head to toe, and Quan Zichen held his mobile phone and couldn't say a word.

His hands were shaking, and he didn't know how much willpower he had used to control his emotions.

There was a stalk in his throat, a burst of sourness.

Uncle Li saw that the other end of the phone was slow to speak, so he had to continue: "Young master...... Would you like to pick it up yourself? Or Miss Lulu says he can bring it back. And Miss Lulu said that the green books were neatly folded. ”

Quan Zichen's nose was sour, and his eyes were red as he listened.

I wanted to speak, but I couldn't speak.

He just held the phone, in the same position, motionless.

"Young Master? Master?. Uncle Li shouted a few times.

There was still silence.

After a long time, Quan Zichen finally controlled all his feelings, but his hands trembled violently.

"Drive the car to the power, I'll go myself."

"Okay, I'll be right there." Uncle Li nodded, he could hear that Quan Zichen was drinking again.

When Uncle Li arrived, Quan Zichen himself had already walked out of the private room. Under the sun, he stood at the door of Weiyang, squinting slightly, but his face was despair that could not fade.

Uncle Li is really the first time to see such a decadent Quan Zichen, in the past few days, Quan Zichen has abandoned the group, and **** has been immersed in power and drinking every night.

He had never seen Quan Zichen who drank so desperately, and it could be described as alcoholism.

Of course, in addition to alcoholism, he also smoked and smoked a lot.

Sometimes he often stood alone in front of the window, without speaking, he smoked silently, and threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and it was useless for anyone to persuade him.

Uncle Li walked down from Bugatiri, and in the sun, he saw that in addition to the coldness of the man's face as always, there was also indescribable loneliness.

The cyan stubble has not been repaired for many days, and Quan Zichen at this time is unfamiliar to even Uncle Li.

"Young master, get in the car, the students are just out of school at this time."

Uncle Li opened the co-pilot's door, and Quan Zichen didn't speak, but just got into the co-pilot.

"I heard Miss Lulu say, 'When Qingqing was there, I asked a senior to help me make up for the class, and I studied very hard.'"

Hearing this, Quan Zichen's eyes had a different look.

His fists clenched slowly, and it turned out that she had been with the man for a long time.

"She's really out of shape." Quan Zichen said coldly.

Quan Zichen's thin lips tightened more and more, and there was coldness in his eyes.