Song Zhiyuan nodded congruently, and then patted the back of his hand, "Hurry up and get out, someone will come." ”

Zhou Qichuan smiled, didn't do anything, kissed her on the red lips again, and then let go and left.

Seeing him leave, Song Zhiyuan took a deep breath, then threw the hand towel in his hand into the basket on the side, and turned to go out.

When she went out, she came to the banquet hall, which happened to be seven o'clock in the evening, and the banquet hall, which could accommodate two thousand guests at the same time, was already full.

The lights dimmed, and the spotlight swept from the back of the banquet hall to the front.

As the person in charge of the whole dinner, Song Zhiyuan naturally couldn't sit down like other employees of the group, taste the delicacies she selected one by one, and enjoy the excellent performance on the stage.

She has to take control of the situation and make sure everything runs smoothly.

took out the walkie-talkie from his pocket and turned it on, Song Zhiyuan said into the walkie-talkie, "It's time, the dinner party begins." ”

"Roger."

A reply, and soon, the spotlight swept to the stage, and the four hosts selected from within the group appeared.

After a brief opening, Zhou Jiangyuan was invited to speak on stage.

The text of his speech was written by Song Zhiyuan himself.

When Zhou Jiangyuan finished speaking, a full 300 waiters carried the dishes and entered through the four side doors.

The food is served, the show begins, and everything goes smoothly and methodically.

Song Zhiyuan found the quietest and darkest corner, leaned against the wall, and quietly watched everything in the entire banquet hall.

After the first few performances, it was the first round of awards and lucky draws.

Everyone seemed to be very happy, so the prizes were carefully selected by Song Zhiyuan and his subordinates.

At the end of the first round of the lottery, it was the dance of Wanguan, "Old Things in Luoyang".

Su Wanwan's performance was very hard, not worse than what Song Zhiyuan saw in the Grand Theater at the beginning.

It's a pity that the last time she was at the Grand Theater, she was only halfway through the performance, but this time, she was able to fully interpret the entire story of Su Baoer.

Everyone was fascinated by it, proving that she really danced well.

The only bad thing is that Su Wanwan's eyes always glance at Zhou Qichuan's position, intentionally or unintentionally.

When she finished dancing, thunderous applause rang out in the banquet hall, and several people ran up to the stage to present flowers to Su Wanwan, including Zhang Mu.

Watching Zhang Mu hand a bouquet of hot roses in front of Su Wanwan, Song Zhiyuan's eyebrows frowned slightly.

What the hell is Zhou Qichuan doing?

She looked in the direction of Xu Nianhe again, and it was visible to the naked eye that Xu Nianhe's face was gloomy.

I don't know who adjusted the position, Xu Nianhe sat next to Zhou Qichuan.

Song Zhiyuan also glanced at Zhou Qichuan by the way, and Zhou Qichuan looked at the stage with applause, the smile on his face was indescribably romantic and gentle.

Song Zhiyuan suddenly felt a little tired.

If Zhou Qichuan is really just acting, then when will he do this play?

Su Wanguan stepped down, and the other receptions followed.

Not long after, Su Wanguan, who had taken off her makeup and changed into her costume, reappeared in everyone's field of vision.

She was taken by Zhang Mu and actually sat next to Zhou Qichuan.

Not only that, Zhou Qichuan also tidied her hair and served her vegetables, looking gentle and considerate to her.

Looking at Xu Nianhe beside them, even if they were separated by dozens of meters, Song Zhiyuan could clearly feel that Xu Nianhe at this moment was like an explosive bag, which exploded at the touch of a button.

However, why didn't Xu Nianhe blow it up? Do you want to sit next to you all the time, waiting to be humiliated by Zhou Qichuan and Su Wanguan?

This is not like Xu Nianhe's character.

Except for the anomalies of the three of them, everything else went exceptionally smoothly.

When it came to the second round of awards and lottery, Zhou Qichuan took the stage to speak as the president of the group and presented awards to several award-winning employees of the group.

Song Zhiyuan looked at the man speaking on the stage from a distance, and the more he looked, the more he felt that something was wrong with him.

His voice was darker and dumber than usual, and the sound of his breathing came through a sound speaker of excellent quality, which was noticeably heavier than usual.

Not only that, he seemed to be very hot and uncomfortable, his expression was forbearant and restrained, and when he spoke, he kept raising his hand and pulling his tie, and his face gradually became abnormal and a little pale.

He's not normal.

What's wrong with him?

Song Zhiyuan began to feel a little uneasy.

Looking at his symptoms, could it be-

Thinking of something, Song Zhiyuan was immediately shocked.

For more than ten minutes on the stage, not only Zhou Qichuan was extremely tormented, as if more than ten centuries had passed, but Song Zhiyuan in the corner of the audience was also shocked.

If Zhou Qichuan can't control it on stage, he loses his mind, and he doesn't know what he will do.

When he finally took a crystal medal to an award-winning female colleague and reached out to shake hands with the female colleague, Song Zhiyuan's heart almost soared to his throat.

However, on stage, Zhou Qichuan did not really shake hands with his female colleague, his hand stretched out, and the hand with the female colleague was withdrawn as soon as he touched it.

He restrained himself.

After stepping down, Zhou Qichuan did not return to his position, but turned around and strode towards the nearest side door.

Xu Nianhe and Su Wanwan hurriedly got up and followed, especially Xu Nianhe, who was in a hurry and fast, obviously knowing that Zhou Qichuan was wrong.

Song Zhiyuan frowned, instructed his subordinates on the walkie-talkie, then turned off the walkie-talkie, and hurriedly followed.

Not long after Zhou Qichuan came out of the side door, he was about to turn around to go to the bathroom, when Xu Nianhe chased after him and grabbed him.

I don't know if I lost my mind because of the control of the drug, or if I knew that the person who dragged me was Xu Nianhe, Zhou Qichuan didn't look back at all, and directly shook it off-

"Ahh

Xu Nianhe suddenly screamed, stepped on high heels and was thrown out for several steps, and then stumbled and fell directly to the ground.

Su Wanwan chased out, and when she saw this scene, she was stunned for a moment, and then when she went to see Zhou Qichuan, Zhou Qichuan happened to look back, his eyes were spitting fire, the tails of his eyes were red, anger and pain were intertwined, and the muscles of his face were even tighter, and the hands hanging down at his side were also clenched into fists.

He's trying to restrain himself!

Su Wanwan finally found out that something was wrong with him, and immediately rushed over, reaching out and grabbing Zhou Qichuan's hand with both hands.

It's hot!

"Qi Chuan, what's wrong with you? Where is it uncomfortable, is it sick? Looking Zhou Qichuan up and down, Su Wanwan asked with a gentle and eager face.

In fact, she is not a fool, let alone a little girl who has no experience in the world, what is the reason for Zhou Qichuan's symptoms, and how can she relieve the pain, she is clear.

Zhou Qichuan gritted the back socket of his teeth, glanced at Su Wanwan with a death-like gaze, and then looked at Xu Nianhe who fell to the ground.

Xu Nianhe collapsed on the carpet and slowed down for a while before he forced his upper body to sit up, turned his head, and looked at Zhou Qichuan's almost murderous sharp gaze.

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