Fang Yishui only said two words, and was interrupted by Zuo Anning with a look of unbearability, in the face of such an impatient woman, he was angry, anxious and helpless, "An Ning, I haven't finished my words yet......"

"Needless to say, I won't listen to what you say anyway, and I won't do it if I hear it, and it's useless to say it." Zuo Anning pursed his lips and turned around, as he spoke, he pushed the door in with a skilled workplace smile.

Seeing the graceful back with his back to him sitting down on the sofa in the private room, Fang Yishui raised his eyebrows helplessly and shook his head, muttering to himself: "The last sentence is true." ”

Zuo Anning returned to the private room, sat on the furthest side, and quietly glanced out of the corner of his eyes to the door where he could no longer see the figure, and an inexplicable sense of loss invaded, and he said in his heart: Men will only move their mouths.

"I said Xiao Zuo, are you afraid that we will eat you? How far away are you sitting, how can we talk about business? Come on, come on, sit in the middle. A bald middle-aged man waved to Zuo Anning in Cantonese Mandarin, and his small single eyelid eyes narrowed into a slit, almost as if they were closed in the dim light.

Zuo Anning quickly put away his thoughts, endured the nausea that rose in his heart, forced himself not to pay attention to the greasy fat hand stretched out by the other party, hooked his lips far-fetchedly, and smiled politely, "Boss Lin is really good at laughing, isn't it convenient for me to sit here to pour wine and toast to all the big guys?" ”

"Then I don't see you coming to toast!"

"I just sat down, you are singing with the little girl, I don't want to disturb you!" She sneered, squinting at the other party's hand resting on the lap of the princess in the private room who had called, and the nausea rushed to her brain, and layers of ghosting appeared in front of her eyes.

As she was talking, a glass of wine suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, and she looked up and found that it was handed over by Zhong Guozhong.

"Since Boss Lin has said so, why don't you hurry up and toast?"

The horizontal flesh on Zhong Guozhong's face seemed to have thoughts, trembling with the movements of his speech, which looked really weird.

She took the wine glass, toasted the general manager with the most decision-making power with doubts, and retreated after a few words of social exchange, and before she sat down, Zhong Guozhong handed another glass of wine to her.

"Boss Lin's side also have to pay respect, hurry up!"

Zuo Anning's doubts deepened, the scene in front of him became more and more chaotic, and began to move like a whirlwind, his voice was like a bell, knocking into her ears, her eardrums buzzed, and the strange feeling in her temples went straight to her head.

This drunken state, which resembles excessive drinking, makes her feel both familiar and strange, and her first thought is not "the strength of the wine", but "fairy jumping".

Since Zhong Guozhong came to the company, the two of them have always been at odds, and today she was temporarily asked to come out to receive customers together, which was already strange, and now she was handed a wine glass, which was even more suspicious.

The hand on her knee gradually increased her strength, her nails embedded in the skin through the fabric of the trousers, she pinched herself fiercely, and smiled slightly pretending to be calm and calm, "Vice President Zhong, you are the representative of our company today, and you haven't even raised a glass after I finished a round of salute just now." ”

"Anyway, you're going to have to have at least one drink to the big guys?" She said, pushing her glass over.

"I still have to drive, I can't drink." Zhong Guozhong rejected her without thinking.

Between the two pushing and shoving, Zuo Anning intentionally or unintentionally tilted the body of the wine glass to the side, and in a millimeter, the red wine glass poured down, just spilling to her feet, the red wine wet her pants, and a few bits of red splashed on the cuffs of the white shirt.

She glanced down, and when she looked up again, her eyes were dark, and when her body went soft, it seemed that she saw a person coming in from outside the door, the backlit shadow gave her a familiar sense of security, and when she fell, she vaguely felt that someone was holding her body.