Zhao Yize didn't look at Zhang Heng, naturally he didn't notice his slippery eyes at the moment, just quietly stared at the cup that had just drunk the wine, his fingertips swirled along the mouth of the cup, and after a while, he said word by word: "Don't waste your efforts, you are not the type I like, and I have someone in my heart now." ”

Zhang Heng smiled, with the confidence and flamboyance of a successful high-quality man on his face: "If you don't try, how do you know that you won't call me?" ”

The bartender put the wine in front of them, Zhang Heng took the first step and stretched out his hand, took a glass and handed it to Zhao Yize: "You have to be in a hurry to refuse me, especially before we have a deep understanding." As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly laughed, thinking of the night before, and suddenly felt that he had said this sentence too much, how could they go deeper to understand?

Maybe he was laughing too lewdly? Zuo, Zhao Yize was covered by the dim light, but the brightness in his eyes was obviously increased by several layers, and there was a faint red light.

Glared at her as if warning, Zhang Heng reacted, quickly restrained his smile, raised his wine glass and shook it at her: "I still like to taste wine slowly, although the feeling that is too violent was quite enjoyable at the time, but the feeling of suddenly emptying my heart after that is still quite aggrieved." ”

It was the first time Zhao Yize heard this kind of speech, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "What do you mean?" ”

Zhang Heng took a sip of wine while holding the wine glass, and then smacked his lips: "Sometimes, you think that a very deep love is actually always realized after loss, so when a relationship has not yet begun, no matter who it is." I am not qualified to judge whether it is worth it or not. ”

Zhao Yize slowed down the swallowing action of holding the cup, swallowed a small sip of wine, and recalled the faint spicy in his mouth, although the taste was not strong enough, the taste was obviously much better, she squinted at Zhang Heng, I don't know if there was a light to cover, Zhang Heng, who looked heroic during the day, was more indescribably lazy and casual at this time, and the kind of stubborn aura that only a rich son had slowly emanated. It turned out to be a little charming.

Broad shoulders and narrow tun. Eyes fall on him sitting on high pedals? After a turn, Zhao Yize felt that she was a little drunk, and her heart-burning stamina was quite strong, and she was obviously a little anxious in the first cup.

Realized this. She subconsciously wanted to put down her glass. But I heard a crisp clinking of glasses. Then there was a burst of Su Ma on her fingertips, she looked up at Zhang Heng who was smiling, and listened to his low and magnetic voice: "I toast you." Thank you for your hospitality tonight. ”

Zhang Heng's lips are very beautiful, lips? Sharp lines, lips? Petal abundance? Thick, stained with liquor? After dyeing, it has a hint of shiny luster, and it looks very good.

Zhao Yize felt that his throat was very dry, so he followed Zhang Heng's words and touched his glass with him, and then drank all the wine in the cup in one gulp, and listened to Zhang Heng order two more glasses of other wine, and the wine that came up tasted great, a bit like fruit wine, but it was not so sweet.

After a glass of wine, Zhao Yize's sense of vigilance, which was originally cautious, slowly collapsed, and unconsciously, a smile began to appear in her eyes, smiling and smiling, she couldn't help but reach out and grab Zhang Heng, and then bit the beautiful mouth that made her a little unable to hold 1? Lip.

Zhang Heng was a little dazed by the sudden luck, and immediately cooperated with the opening of his arms to grasp the luck at this time.

When she woke up in the morning, when Zhao Yize saw the handsome face enlarged in front of her eyes again, she frowned in annoyance, and then changed her clothes familiarly and sneaked away again.

Only this time, Zhang Heng was really asleep, and when he woke up and found that the house was empty, it was already close to twelve o'clock at noon.

"General manager, do you see, is this Wen Jiàn's treatment plan feasible?" The Minister of Finance stretched out his finger and pointed to Wen Jiàn, who was spread out in front of Zhao Yize, and asked cautiously.

Zhao Yize sat at his desk, although he was wearing makeup on his face, he still looked like he had obvious dark circles under his eyes, and he looked very tired. She held the pen in one hand and held Wen Jiàn with the other, her eyes fell on Wen Jiàn, but her thoughts were already gone.

The Minister of Finance looked at her with such a preoccupied look, and couldn't help but secretly complain in her heart, this saw that it was almost noon to rest, and she didn't review the text in her hand, she sat leisurely and was distracted, but she pity him for groveling here.

"General Manager? Managing director! ”

"Huh? What the? Zhao Yize came back to his senses, glanced at the Minister of Finance standing in front of him, and then reacted, secretly scolded Zhang Heng in his heart, and was busy calming down and re-devoting himself to work.

After dealing with the things in front of him, it was past the lunch break, and Zhao Yize looked at the finance minister apologetically: "Look, it's all my fault for delaying your rest time." ”

The Minister of Finance was dissatisfied, but there was a smile on his face: "What's the matter, you can come over and help me deal with these tricky things, I'm too late to be grateful." ”

Zhao Yize smiled: "Why don't you wait for the evening when I invite you to dinner?" ”

The Minister of Finance hurriedly refused: "Next time, today is my daughter's birthday, I have to go home to celebrate her." ”

Zhao Yize actually mentioned it casually, and when he saw that there were steps, he hurriedly went down: "It's okay, then wait for the next chance." ”

The Minister of Finance put away the text, greeted Zhao Yize and left.

She was the only one left in the office, and the warm afternoon sun shone into the room through the floor-to-ceiling windows, she looked up at the window, and simply leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes for a nap.

Half-asleep and half-awake, there was a somewhat familiar voice in her ears, but the words were a little blurry, and she tried to identify the specific pronunciation, but it always seemed to be a little worse.

Frowning, as if something was pressing down on her shoulder, it kept shaking, and she reached out in annoyance and patted it.

Syllable! With a crisp sound, Zhao Yize fanned his eyelashes twice, his vision changed from hazy to clear, and finally froze on the handsome face that was bending over and standing in front of him, looking at it with a smile on his face.

"Why are you here!" She exclaimed, and her brain, which was still a slurry, immediately woke up, because her slightly reddened eyes suddenly widened when she woke up: "How did you get in!" Who let you in! ”

Zhang Heng was wearing a new casual suit, looked at Zhao Yize and smiled shyly: "Walked in!" ”

Zhao Yize's pretty face was swollen red, and he stretched out his hand and pointed at Zhang Heng: "You go out for me!" ”

Zhang Heng not only didn't go out, but stepped forward, squeezing his eyes at her in a warm and affectionate tone: "People say that one night husband and wife are one hundred days, we have been here for two nights, you have no conscience, you really can't bear to chase me like this!" (To be continued.) )