This is Xin Yi's first time participating in this kind of dinner.

Everyone sat at the table in a regular manner, and talked about things in the mall, but the wine glass was never put down.

At first, after three cups, Xin Yi felt as if his stomach was about to burn, and after a few rounds, he felt that his head began to swell.

Soon, Mr. Li also walked towards them in a leisurely manner, "Manager Meng, what I told you last time, how did you think about it?"

Manager Meng smiled, "It's naturally good to cooperate with you, Mr. Li, but I'm just a small manager, and these have to go through the process and have the consent of the people above."

When his words fell, Mr. Li suddenly became a little unhappy.

And Manager Meng also touched the cup with him very interestingly, "Thank you Mr. Li for taking care of it, I respect you for this cup."

Mr. Li sighed, and when he raised his eyes, he found that Xin Yi had not moved.

Manager Meng noticed his gaze and immediately reminded, "Little Jiang, hurry up and give Mr. Li a cup!"

Xin Yi was already a little confused, and at this time, he wanted to vomit when he smelled the smell.

But she held back.

He was about to speak, but the door of the box was pushed open again.

"Mr. Xi!"

Seeing someone coming, Mr. Li's face immediately smiled, and the person also stepped forward, "Why don't you say anything in advance when you come, I'll pick you up."

Xi Zhiyu's gaze swept around the box and replied, "It's okay, I've been here before, and I can find the way."

"That's good."

Saying that, Mr. Li had already taken the initiative to hold up his glass, "Come, I propose, everyone toasts Mr. Xi first, after all, it is not easy to meet Mr. Xi on this occasion."

Xin Yi originally thought that he could escape the catastrophe just now.

At this time, under Mr. Li's voice, she had to pick up her wine glass again.

Another glass of wine.

Xi Zhiyu also sat down opposite her.

In fact, Ruixing's position in the Fujicheng business circle is not important, and Xi Zhiyu is not the founder, but only occupies the position of executive president, and there are not many shares in his hands.

Before, Xin Yi didn't understand the reason why insiders respected him, until one day he saw a big man who also had the surname Xi on the news.

Then she learned that it didn't matter what Xi Zhiyu's position was in the business district, what mattered was his father's position in Z.

So at this time, at the dinner table, even Mr. Li was respectful to him.

Xi Zhiyu still has a gentle and easy-going face.

However, when he came, Xin Yi was relieved - because the number of toasts was significantly less.

Xin Yi finally had the opportunity to eat two bites of food.

She wasn't very hungry, she just needed something to crush her tumbling stomach.

It's just that all she sees in front of her are some fatty meats, and Xin Yi was thinking about how to pick up vegetables quietly when the turntable in front of her suddenly moved.

After half a turn, a dish of chestnut chicken soup was stopped in front of Xin Yi.

Xin Yi was stunned for a moment, and when he raised his head, he happened to see Xi Zhiyu's fingers pressing the turntable, picking up the chopsticks with his other hand, and casually pinching the dishes in front of him and putting them into his bowl.

Noticing Xin Yi's gaze, he quickly looked over and smiled at her.

In order not to be noticeable, Xin Yi only nodded slightly, and then started to fill the bowl of soup.

It's just that before she could eat two more bites, Mr. Li suddenly called everyone to raise a glass together.

Manager Meng had already stood up, and Xin Yi could only bite the bullet together.

But the next moment, Xi Zhiyu suddenly said, "Madam will be spared."

This fluttering sentence made the box quiet for a moment.

Then, Xi Zhiyu turned the teapot on the turntable to the other woman, "It's good to replace wine with tea."

The woman was stunned for a moment, and then her cheeks immediately turned red.

Mr. Li was a little surprised, but quickly agreed, "Yes, yes, according to what Mr. Xi said, replace the bar with tea."

Having said that, Xin Yi naturally changed it to a teacup.

Xi Zhiyu stood opposite her, and after clinking glasses together, he seemed to raise his glass to her again.

Xin Yi smiled at him.

Because of Xi Zhiyu's words, Xin Yi never drank again.

After eating a little, the discomfort in the stomach was also suppressed, so when the meal was dissolved, Xin Yi was still quite sober.

A group of people arrived at the door of the hotel, and Xi Zhiyu's driver had already driven the car over, but after he got into the car, he suddenly turned his head and said, "Miss Jiang will follow me by the way?" I'll send you back with me."

When his words fell, the people outside the car door were stunned.

Manager Meng looked at Xin Yi even more.

Xin Yi was also a little surprised that Xi Zhiyu would suddenly mention this, and when he didn't know how to answer, Xi Zhiyu had already told the others, "What, don't you know? This is Miss Jiang, the daughter of the Jiang Group."

- They really don't know.

Even if some people felt that Xin Yi was familiar in the process, they would not have thought that the eldest lady of the Jiang family would sit among them as a little assistant and drink a glass of wine.

At this time, Xi Zhiyu didn't seem to care about their reactions, and only said to Xin Yi, "Miss Jiang, get in the car."

Having said this, Xin Yi could only nod and then look at Manager Meng next to him, "Please."

Manager Meng already knew that he was making a big deal out of it at this time.

But he couldn't say anything, so he could only tug at the corners of his mouth, "It's troublesome Mr. Xi."

After saying that, he had already playfully opened the passenger door.

Xin Yi knew that there was no point in twisting at the moment, so he got into the car in the eyes of everyone and sat next to Xi Zhiyu.

The driver quickly started the car.

Manager Meng closed his eyes as soon as he got into the car, and he didn't know whether he was really sleeping or fake sleeping.

Xi Zhiyu didn't seem to care about his existence at all, and only unscrewed a bottle of water in his hand and handed it to Xin Yi, "Will your stomach be uncomfortable, do I need to buy you some medicine?"

"No, I don't."

Xin Yi paused for a moment and then said, "Tonight, thank you."

"I've known each other for so long, why are you still so polite to me?" Xi Zhiyu smiled, "I've been waiting for you to go to the honorific title first, so I don't have to call you Miss Jiang, now it seems that I still have to change my words first?"

Xin Yi raised his eyes to look at him.

Xi Zhiyu's gaze also fell on her steadily.

Seriously, scorching.

Xin Yi subconsciously wanted to retreat, but the next moment, Xi Zhiyu called her in a dumb voice, "Xin Yi?"

Xin Yi suddenly felt that his breathing was a little weak, and his body became tense.

After a few seconds, she pulled the corners of her mouth, "Mr. Xi, you're drunk."

"I'm more than that."

Xi Zhiyu laughed, raised his finger again, and gently swiped it across Xin Yi's forehead - helping her remove a strand of broken hair.

This action made Xin Yi's brows furrow, and before he could say anything, Xi Zhiyu said again, "I'm very sober now."

"So Xin Yi, do you want to have a relationship with me?"