Mo Yinghuai glanced at him: "If you really have to settle down to live and give me a little great-grandson, how can I be willing to beat you?" ”

Someone said: "It looks good that you brought that girl to celebrate the school celebration, why is there no one here, Luo Gongzi Jinwu is Jiaojiao." ”

Luo Ange explained: "She is an artist signed by our company, she is quite qualified, that's all. ”

Principal Xia realized that he didn't want to talk about this topic anymore, and raised his glass to change the topic: "Welcome Luo Gongzi to walk around Kangda more in the future." ”

Luo Ange glanced at me: "Definitely." ”

Next is the link where the Chinese can't shake the thunder, toasting each other, and other floors of other private rooms, pouring into the private room where we are, and saluting when we see people.

Principal Xia and Aunt Su were too busy to take care of themselves, and they didn't have time to take care of us at all, so the three of us were poured a lot of wine for nothing.

Xia Qi and Li Wanqiu have been mixed up at various dinners since they were children, and it is needless to say that the amount of alcohol is good, except for the last time I drank and vomited blood, my cognition of wine is basically in the idiot stage.

A group of people hula came in with a wine glass, a group of people hula went out with a wine glass, and another group of people came in, and finally Xia Qi and Li Wanqiu picked up their wine glasses and joined the toast.

It seems that talking about business now is at the wine table, and a few young people who donated money were slapped twice by Xia Qi and Li Wanqiu, and actually made a bet that a glass of wine was 100,000 yuan.

How could Xia Qi let go of the opportunity to help her father, she picked up half a bottle of Moutai and asked the red-eyed men: "How many cups are here?" ”

One of the men smiled, "A million." ”

Xia Qi nodded, raised her head and gurgled, and drank in the jaws of those men.

Someone came to salute me, I politely made an excuse to refuse, and he looked at me drunk: "Little junior sister, don't you give face?" ”

I reluctantly picked up the teacup: "I'm not feeling well, so I'll replace the wine with tea." ”

His boss was not happy, and pointed to the room full of people toasting each other: "Today is the anniversary of Kangda, when I was in college, you were not born yet." Principal Xia has to give me three points of face, how dare you put on a score? ”

It hurt me so much that he pinched me, the whole room was full of smoke and miasma, my eyes and stomach couldn't stand it, and I was looking for Xia Qi and Li Wanqiu in private.

I don't know why, but what I saw was Luo Ange sitting there like a Tang monk, and an endless stream of people went to toast him, flattering him for being young and talented.

He clinked glasses with others one by one, and his posture was elegant, just like the emperor overlooking the ministers.

I pushed away the chattering people who wanted to drink with me and got up and walked out of the private room.

The man didn't stop chasing me out and grabbed me at the door of the bathroom, the meaning of frivolity was obvious: "Stinky girl, what are you dragging, you have to drink with me today, otherwise I won't donate money to Kangda." ”

He thought he was Luo Ange, so he could threaten me.

I clenched my fist: "You let go." ”

He brought his glass to my lips, pinched my chin with one hand, and made a gesture to pour me wine, and his mouth was not clean and he was swearing.

If it weren't for Principal Xia's face, I really wanted to beat him.

"You college students, on the surface, look quite tall, but in fact, what is the difference between them and the chickens outside."

I struggled, and his wine spilled in my face, some of which went into my mouth, choking on me.

He took out his wallet from his pocket, took out a stack of pink tickets and smashed it in my face: "Isn't it to give money to sleep with, how much do you want, is it enough, what posture do you like, front or back?" ”

I really didn't expect that the person invited by President Xia, a former alumnus of Kangda, would be such a scum.

Twisting his hand and flipping, my elbow lifted slightly on his chin, and with a click, his jaw dropped.

He yelled something, but he couldn't say a word, and it was only waiters and people hurrying with wine glasses, or people rushing into the bathroom to vomit, and no one noticed us.

I looked at him and said calmly, "This gentleman, no matter what your status is, no matter how much money you have, please keep your mouth clean." Next time it's not clean, I'll guarantee it's your hands or feet that fall. ”