Two minutes later, Wen Lan went up to the second floor with a bottle of liquor.

The door of the 288 private room was ajar, and Cheng Nijia's coquettishness was very abrupt in the low laughter of the men.

Wen Lan was about to knock on the door when Xie Yan's deep voice came out.

"From now on, Xiaoni will rely on you on the TV station. Although Xiaoni did not work in the media after graduation, when she was studying in Beijing, she received a first-class scholarship every semester......

"This month, with the strong support of Mr. Xie, we have exceeded the advertising performance in the first half of the year. Miss Cheng is Mr. Xie's person, of course we will give it a hand!"

"With us escorting Miss Cheng, Mr. Xie can rest assured, in less than half a year, Miss Cheng will definitely become the first-line host of the TV station!"

A few men who seemed to be the leaders of the TV station were echoing.

Wen Lan couldn't listen anymore, reached out and knocked on the door a few times, and pushed the door in without waiting for someone inside to answer.

Xie Yansheng was sitting in the seat facing the door, and when he saw Wen Lan, his eyes were full of astonishment.

"Why is Miss Wen here?" Cheng Nijia was afraid that Wen Lan would make her make a fool of herself in public, so she hurriedly got up to greet her and tried to block her at the door.

Wen Lan reacted quickly, pulled over the empty chair and sat down, put the liquor in his hand on the table, looked around slowly, and asked with a smile, "Banquet sound, am I late?"

"It's not too late." Xie Yansheng also smiled, and his deep eyes flashed with an inexplicable luster.

"Who is this?" A short and fat man squinted at Wen Lan.

Wen Lan found that in addition to Xie Yansheng and Cheng Nijia, there were three middle-aged men at the dinner table, if they guessed correctly, they should all be the leaders of the TV station.

It turned out that Xie Yansheng said that there was a party in the evening, which was to pave the way for Cheng Nijia's career in the TV station.

"This is Wen Lan, Miss Wen. My friend." Cheng Nijia rushed to return for Wen Lan.

A playful smile appeared on the corner of Wen Lan's lips, and she looked at Xie Yansheng who was sitting diagonally across from her, "Tell them who I am, Yansheng?"

Xie Yan smiled as if he was nothing, and looked back at Wen Lan without squeaking.

The atmosphere in the private room immediately became delicate.

"Miss Wen, come, get to know me, my name is Wang Xiang, I am from the city TV station, and I am now in charge of Miss Cheng's new program." A tall, thin man was the first to break the silence and stretched out his hand to greet Wen Lan.

Wen Lan ignored him with a cold face and unscrewed the bottle of liquor he brought.

"Mr. Xie invited everyone to a banquet for Miss Cheng tonight, as Mrs. Xie, although I came in a hurry, I can't say nothing, this bottle of wine should be entertained for everyone."

When the three men heard "Mrs. Xie", they were all surprised.

Xie Yansheng's romance is well known in Jiangcheng, paving the way for Cheng Nijia to spend a lot of money on TV stations, and the already ambiguous relationship is regarded by outsiders as a good story because the man is unmarried and the woman is unmarried.

But now a Mrs. Xie suddenly appeared, if the situation is true, Cheng Nijia is an out-and-out "third son".

Zhenzhi TV station made Cheng Nijia popular, and her relationship with Xie Yansheng will definitely become an invisible bomb.

A few years later, once the popular anchor who was picked up by the TV station by throwing resources into other people's families was found to be the "third son" who intervened in other people's families, it was not only Cheng Nijia's career that would be ruined at that time, but also the reputation of the TV station.

But Xie Yansheng has thrown too much money at the TV station recently, and the three of them are all foxes who are well-behaved, and they do things smoothly and without leakage.

The short and fat man picked out a topic, and Wang Xiang started a round, and soon, Yan Yan laughed again at the dinner table, and resumed the liveliness when Wen Lan didn't enter the door.

Wen Lan stared directly at Xie Yansheng, Xie Yansheng didn't look at her, and talked and laughed with the short and fat man beside him.

"Miss Wen, I'll give you a toast." Cheng Nijia, who had been watching the changes, suddenly got up and poured Wen Lan a glass of white wine with a smile.

"I never dreamed that I would have the fate of eating at the same table with Miss Wen in this life. Today, we will all drink in vain, and we will not return home if we are not drunk."

Wen Lan was not ambiguous, and took it slowly.

The eyes of the two exchanged fire in the air.

"I complain about the feast all day long, and if I look for it outside, I have to find one

Decent, it doesn't matter if you spend a little more! The woman outside is the same as the chicken in the cage, and you get what you pay for."

Wen Lan smiled at the corner of her lips, and her voice was a few degrees higher than usual, "This time, the sound of the banquet really didn't disappoint me. Getting Miss Cheng a TV host is much better than those women who are kept in the clubhouse."

There was a dead silence at the dinner table again.

Cheng Nijia's hand holding the wine bottle trembled, and gave Xie Yansheng a look.

Xie Yan's face was unwavering, unhurriedly sandwiching the dishes under his nose.

"Yan Sheng, your vision is really good now. Why don't we do this with Miss Cheng." Wen Lan's mocking gaze fell on Xie Yansheng more and more than Cheng Nijia.

Xie Yansheng put down his chopsticks, and the depth of his eyes was unknown.

Even if the three old foxes slipped their heads again, they were embarrassed to continue to pretend to be stupid now.

Wang Xiang was the first to get up and picked up his coat with a smile: "Mr. Xie, we still have to rush to the scene, we will talk again when we have time later."

The short and fat man and the other also hurriedly got up, said goodbye politely, and the three of them left the private room.

Wen Lan stretched out his hand to close the door of the private room, glanced at Xie Yansheng and Cheng Nijia, and smiled before saying a word: "Such a lively venue, why didn't the two of you inform me in advance?"

"Let's talk about it when we get home." Xie Yansheng wanted to calm things down, and reached out to pull the doorknob.

Cheng Nijia quickly picked up her handbag and was about to leave, and met Wen Lan at the door.

Wen Lan raised her hand and splashed a glass of white wine on her face!

She immediately stopped, stretched out her palm and wiped her face.

But some of the liquor had splashed into her eyes, and she screamed in pain.

Xie Yansheng, who had walked out of the private room, turned back, grabbed the tissue and handed it to Cheng Nijia.

Cheng Nijia covered her eyes in pain and squatted on the ground, and Xie Yansheng poured her a glass of white water for her and helped her rinse.

Wen Lan stood in place, coldly looking at the busy Xie Yan voice, and once again really felt his heart like ashes.

"Feast, I'm going blind! I can't open my eyes, call 120 for me—" Cheng Nijia's cries resounded in the private room.

Xie Yansheng helped her to the chair and comforted, "Calm down, just a few drops of liquor, it's no big deal."

"My eyes can't see—I'm going to the hospital—"

Cheng Nijia cried and tore up the sound of thanks.

At this time, two waiters rushed over, called 120, and brought water and towels to help Cheng Nijia wash her eyes.

When Cheng Nijia's crying was quiet, Xie Yansheng's gaze was cast towards Wen Lan, "You go home first, huh?"

At this time, Wen Lan was already standing with sore legs, and stared at Xie Yansheng with hatred, "Aren't you husband and wife, if you want to go, let's go together."

Xie Yansheng twisted his eyebrows, was stunned for a moment, and walked out of the private room quickly.

Wen Lan followed closely behind him.

He drank and got into Wen Lan's car.

On the way, the two were silent the whole time.

Unscrewed the door of Dongsheng Yipin, and before the light was turned on, Wen Lan grabbed the porcelain storage box on the entrance and smashed it on the ground!