"I'll see."

Xiang Qian raised his eyes, and Zhu Hang's red eyes came into view.

Without waiting for her to respond, Zhu Hang lifted her chin with one hand, put the other hand on her waist, and pulled her out of the door. The outside is well lit and you can see it more clearly. Another person came in the corridor, his eyes lit up, and he greeted with a smile: "Yo, Ah Zi, you're here!" "It's Chen Zhi.

"I'm fine......" she brushed his hand away and turned her face away.

Zhu Hang nodded, nudged her back with his forearm, and hugged her into the private room.

"They are all investors recommended by Mr. Zhu Gao, and they made an appointment with Wandi, and Wandi called me. It's not even nine o'clock, and I've drunk more than half of it. Zhu Hang ordered her a cup of lemon ginger tea and explained.

The few people who played the cards continued to play, no one took the initiative to talk to Zhu Hang, and he didn't deliberately flatter, just watched silently. Chen Zhi was like a fish in water, chatting with people while commenting, so uncomfortable.

Xiang Qian was tired all day, and she had no motivation to socialize, and she didn't want to look up to see the intimacy of the two people in the corner. She sat silently beside Zhu Hang and lowered her head to brush Taobao, emptying her brain.

Seeing her drink a full cup of ginger tea, his expression softened a little. As soon as she entered the door, her hand accidentally slipped through the side of her coat...... The skin on her waist is so cold.

He called Chen Zhi, whispered a few words, and motioned to Qian to leave together. Walking into the elevator, she said, "You drank too much?" ”

Zhu Hang raised his eyebrows.

"Your eyes are red, you should have vomited, right?" She has a lot of experience, her brother socializes with her father, and she has never drunk and vomited.

"I'm not drunk, I'm just drinking too much, and it's more comfortable to spit it out."

"Then why don't you call a professional driver?"

“……”

When she arrived at the parking lot, Xiang Qian finally knew the answer.

"The car is too expensive, and I dare to drive it without a substitute driver." A matte black Koenigsegg in front of you.

Xiang Qian's eyes in her heart have already rolled to the sky: Nima's more than 20 million yuan, isn't it good to use it to relieve the company's financial pressure? This little nouveau riche floated to the sky and dared to buy such an expensive car.

"What about my car?" She gestured to her Cayenne.

"I've found a substitute driver and I'll drive you back." Chen Zhi's voice sounded behind the two of them.

In this way, Xiang Qian watched the substitute driver kick the accelerator and took Chen Zhi away first. She hesitantly sat in the car, looked at the buttons in her eyes and said, "Boss, in fact, I don't know how to drive a sports car......"

"It's okay, the accelerator brake steering wheel, it's no different from a normal car." Zhu Hang fastened his seatbelt, leaned on the seat and closed his eyes.

"I won't pay if I hit it." After groping for a long time, after a loud roar, she slowly drove out. The streets are crowded at ten o'clock, and many people's nightlife has just begun. The sports car moved at a high speed, attracting the attention of many passers-by.

“…… Therefore, I think you can consider increasing your exposure as appropriate, so as to help the company's product binding marketing. Along the way, Xiang Qian worked hard to "sell" his latest ideas.

"Oh, like this?" He pressed the center button, and the roof opened.

Voices from outside the car came in.

"Wow, this car is so cool!"

"Oh, you see that guy inside is so handsome!"

"Eh, he looks so familiar!"

"That beautiful woman who drove a car, so positive! Wow, that's rich......"

Xiang Qian's hair was blown up by the wind, revealing her beautiful collarbone and looming fullness. Zhu Hang was wearing a black shirt today, the button on his collar had already been unbuttoned, probably because he had drunk, and his eyes were a little less sharp than usual. Just as she was about to cry out, a black cashmere scarf went around her neck, turned around a few times, and piled it high on her chin.

Xiang Qian only felt that her nose was full of the fragrance of lemon willow and orange.

The car was stuck at the intersection, and they were frantically discussed by the passers-by who came out. Xiang Qian didn't like to be discussed, so she slammed and blushed: "Close it, hey Zhuhang, close it!" Someone is taking pictures! She thumped his arm in anger.