Chapter Twenty-Three: Cold Affection Without Conscience, Desperate Means
Jiang Tan blushed and sat down again, hearing Zhou Yinghuai's voice, carelessly, he said, "Little girls don't drink. ”
None of the people present were smart people, all of them were human spirits.
As soon as Zhou Yinghuai's posture of maintenance came out, the big guy who was crowned naturally immediately reversed direction and said with a smile: "Drink juice!" The little girl just drinks the juice! ”
The juice that night was unusually sweet, almost freshly squeezed, and the sugar was excessive.
Jiang Tan drank a few glasses in a row, frowning and looking for water to drink.
When people are in a hurry, they always do stupid things.
For example, Jiang Tan, she treats liquor as a greasy water, and only after entering her throat does she realize it and swallow it raw.
Zhou Yinghuai looked at her, with a little more smile in his eyes.
He instructed the waiter to pour a cup of hot water.
Jiang Tan's face was flushed, and he didn't know if he was embarrassed or choked.
But it was obvious that Zhou Yinghuai found it interesting and was watching patiently. So no one present dared to ridicule.
"What does liquor taste like?" Jiang Tan heard Zhou Yinghuai's voice, which was light and cold.
His voice is very good, like old wine, indescribably low and clear, full of a sense of story.
Jiang Tan put down the water cup and looked at Zhou Yinghuai, "Haven't you ever drunk it?" ”
"I want to ask you how you feel." Zhou Yinghuai said.
Jiang Tan took a serious reministry, she wrinkled her nose unhappily, and whispered, "I don't know how I can sell it for so many years." ”
Her expression is vivid, and in the midst of a group of masked people, it is unbelievably real.
Among all kinds of people Zhou Yinghuai has seen, Jiang Tan is the most cute.
There was no wave in the meal, Jiang Tan drank wine, so he became bolder, and in the second half of the dinner table, he really began to bury his head in eating.
There is a steamed fish on the table, the fish is delicious, and Jiang Tan tastes very good when he eats it.
Zhou Yinghuai didn't know whether it was intentional or not, and while chatting with the boss Xie Ding casually, he quietly transferred the dish to Jiang Tan.
Jiang Tan didn't notice anything wrong, and was still eating.
Except for her, no one in the audience touched the chopsticks for that dish.
At the end of the banquet, the air conditioner in the room was blowing on the back of Jiang Tan's hand.
She rubbed her hands, looked at the barely touched dishes on the table, and whispered pitifully, "What a waste."
The voice was very small, and only Zhou Yinghuai beside him heard it.
The noble man played with the small leaf red sandalwood on his wrist, he turned his face to look at her, and his voice was shallow: "Do you need to pack?" ”
Jiang Tan blinked, with a sincere face: "Isn't this okay?" ”
"Don't waste it." Zhou Yinghuai pointed to the snacks on the table and instructed the waiter on the side, "Pack." ”
It was a dragon's whisker cake, untouched, very beautifully made, and attractive in color.
Jiang Tan took it and walked out with Zhou Yinghuai.
The man is calm and relaxed, and when he talks to others on the road, he is also an inconspicuous posture.
"Mr. Zhou, if you are willing to join this project, our company can make a profit of 10%, as long as you are willing to appreciate your face. Besides, we can be regarded as relatives, and it is better to bring our own people to share the cake. ”
"Medical equipment has been in the wind for the past two years, you want to enter the game, why do you want to say that it seems to be my profit?" Zhou Yinghuai's tone was unwavering, indifferent and noble, "Mr. Liu, this admission ticket is hard to earn, and I am afraid that I can't find the door to open in such a small profit." ”
Jiang Tan followed Zhou Yinghuai with a small snack, raised his eyes in a little surprise at this time, and glanced at the man's back.
Sharp and cold, arrogant.
He is clearly unattainable to the extreme.
Pity the boss who accosted him, his face was the color of pig liver, and he was still holding on to a smile, saying that Mr. Zhou was young and promising, and he deserved to be the son of Zhou Ju.
Zhou Yinghuai didn't speak, but Jiang Tan saw it clearly, he looked at the boss with a cold look in his eyes, just glanced at it, and withdrew, the meaning of the warning was self-evident.
Jiang Tan followed Zhou Yinghuai into the car, and the boss still wanted to follow to ease the atmosphere.
Jiang Tan glanced at Zhou Yinghuai, the man's expression was grim, with an unattainable posture, and his white face was cold and hard in the night.
Jiang Tan felt that it was not easy for the boss to nod so much in front of the juniors at his age, so she pinched her snack and said kindly: "Mr. Zhou should be tired, what do you have to do, let's talk about it next time." ”
The boss sneered on his face and said yes.
The car started, the night was lonely, Jiang Tan pinched the small snack box and studied for a long time, and just wanted to open it to eat one, he heard Zhou Yinghuai's light voice.
Zhou Yinghuai said: "Aren't you afraid? ”
Jiang Tan still looked sincere: "Why should I be afraid? ”
Zhou Yinghuai actually laughed for a while.
It was a faint sound, but I could hear that it was really laughing.
This group of old things in the south of the city set up this Hongmen banquet for him, and he was familiar with the game of seniority, so he wanted to force him to loosen his mouth and take everyone into the game, but the young master Zhou had a bad temper, and he couldn't rub a single sand in his eyes, so he was stunned and let everyone touch the ashes.
He was willing to come over today, and it was completely to save face for Zhou Moxing, but unfortunately someone gave him a shameless face, and when the dinner was over, he gave him a whole show.
Zhou Yinghuai and his people are not easy to get along with, they are cold and have no conscience, and they are desperate to use their means, that person gives him value, and he also climbs relatives, and he has to shed his skin if he doesn't die.
Jiang Tan couldn't understand it, the man had just come over and wanted to apologize.
Jiang Tan was stupid, thinking that he was breaking the siege.
Zhou Yinghuai didn't plan to wake her up, staggered the topic, and pointed to the snack in her hand, "Is it delicious?" ”
Jiang Tan said that he hadn't tasted it yet.
"Then why don't you open it and taste it."
Jiang Tan was unexpected, he was said to be in his heart, and he was very weak-hearted, "Am I not okay?" ”
"Just like I want to taste it." Zhou Yinghuai said.
That was the first time Zhou Yinghuai had eaten dragon whisker cake for many years, and the taste was not good, sweet and greasy.
But Jiang Tan's eyes were bright, looked at him, and asked him, "Is it delicious?" ”
Zhou Yinghuai paused and said it was delicious.
He thought to himself, how could someone's eyes be so bright and their pupils so dark?
As for Jiang Tan, she was thinking, Zhou Yinghuai is so good-looking, she really wants to hug him.
I like this thing, and I am full of fascination with each other's bodies.
Jiang Tan has never been in love, and it is the first time in his life that he likes someone so much.
And liking Zhou Yinghuai is too easy, and it's too difficult to extricate yourself.
For Jiang Tan, he is the lethality of dimensionality reduction, and there is not a dimension difference between the two, but countless dimensions.
After this meal, Jiang Tan began to become Zhou Yinghuai's preferred assistant for social meetings.
Zhao Qi retreated into the background and became a second-tier.
Jiang Tan slowly got used to the gentleman's nobility and coldness at the dinner table, and spoke indifferently.
Jiang Tan also went from being uncomfortable at the beginning to being accustomed to it later.
Even the unspeakable relationship, Jiang Tan can taste a little bit or two.
Jiang Tan silently put his crush in the depths of his heart, and conscientiously accompanied Zhou Yinghuai to attend various occasions.
(End of chapter)