Chapter 363 Miss Tang will pay for tonight’s consumption
Tang Yili came out of the company. It was still early, and the afternoon sun was shining warmly.
Spring has already begun to appear on the streets, and passers-by have shed their heavy clothes and are walking in a hurry.
But Tang Yili didn't know where to go. She felt helpless after suddenly losing weight, with nowhere to vent and nowhere to draw on.
Wandering, she walked into a bar.
It was a little-known shop with average quality and no crowds. The men gathered in groups around the table and were joking and bragging. Suddenly, they saw a stunning beauty walking in, carrying a burst of unattainable condensed aroma, and their eyes suddenly lit up.
Tang Yili sat down at the bar, ordered a cocktail, and was drinking it boredly, when she heard a few men behind her, pushing me and pushing you, and walked over, with sly smiles on their faces.
"Hey, little sister, I'm alone."
Tang Yili raised his eyes casually and glanced at them. He didn't even distinguish the round ones from the flat ones. He saw two burly men rushing over behind the person who was chatting.
"Go away," one of them said, "and don't disturb my wife."
The stature of a professional bodyguard has a fist twice as big as that of an ordinary person. When he moves his head, he already has an intimidating aura without even saying harsh words.
The men who struck up a conversation felt that they were losing face and wanted to make some tough remarks. However, when they saw such an opponent and then looked at the beauty called "Mrs.", they did not show any surprise at this scene. Instead, they smiled.
De Qing is cool and beautiful, but her eyes are full of ridicule.
They withered immediately.
At first glance, this woman is a master at playing with men, and she is worth a lot of money, which is something that ordinary men can easily obtain.
Before the few gangsters could talk to Tang Yili, they ran away in despair.
Tang Yili glanced at the bodyguard, looked away, and continued drinking.
She had known about the existence of bodyguards, and they wished they could ambush her nearby to protect her. Such a high-level conversation would naturally exceed this warning.
It’s boring, Tang Yili sneered in his heart.
What she laments is that her life is lackluster, and the future will be even more so. It will be a fertile land after a good harvest, and the prosperity is behind her, and it has nothing to do with her.
The small bar was gradually filling up with customers, and Tang Yili went to the bathroom. Through the narrow and dirty window, she could see the alley outside. It was already dusk. Normally at this time, she would have almost arrived home from get off work.
On the way, she would send messages to Xun Lang, asking him if he would work overtime in the evening and if he had something to eat.
But such daily life is already far away from them.
Tang Yili washed her hands and came out. Her driver came up and advised: "Madam, do you want to go home? I'll prepare the car."
Tang Yili walked straight forward, "It's still early, I'll play some more."
She shook her wet hands and complained in her mind that this damn place didn't even provide any toilet paper.
But even though the conditions were so simple, Tang Yili still played until eleven o'clock in the evening.
She drank a lot, and later she didn’t know what was wrong. She went up to snatch the DJ’s microphone and shouted: “Ms. Tang will pay for tonight’s consumption!”
This happened in the horse-catching plot of movies and TV dramas, but suddenly happened in real life. Everyone in the audience went crazy—laughing like crazy.
They thought it was a drunk woman acting crazy, but they didn't know that there was a poker-faced man standing next to her. Not only did he ask two female bodyguards to help him, he actually walked to the bar owner, lowered his head and said something.
, the boss’s mustache almost sticks out to the sky.
Soon, the boss came on stage and announced again. He used a marketing accent, his voice was low and deep, and he led the guests in the venue to shout loudly.
"Miss Tang! Miss Tang!"
Amid the tsunami-like applause and cheers, Tang Yili was completely drunk and fell unconscious.
The bodyguards wrapped their coats around her head and face, maintaining the utmost dignity, and were carried out, leaving the scene with the greatest suspense.
When Wang Zhanshan was paying the bill, the boss smiled and asked, "Who is that Miss Tang? She is so rich."
He spends hundreds of thousands in one night, throws money around as easily as he throws away pieces of paper, has bodyguards and drivers when he comes in and out, and is a faceless person. If he says he has no identity, who would believe him?
The black credit card passed the POS machine neatly. Wang Zhanshan signed his name and then opened his eyelids to look at the other person.
"Is this what you should ask?"
The boss's little spark of gossip died out in an instant.
Indeed, as long as you get the money that falls from the sky, it doesn't matter which Bodhisattva appears.
This night's income was equivalent to a week's income. The boss collected the money quickly and did not dare to say anything. In the end, he sent these big shots out of the bar like he was sending off his ancestors.
The group of people got into two luxury cars and left one after the other.
Tang Yili slept and fell into a coma all the way. She had no idea how she got upstairs, nor did she need to know how Xun Lang looked.
The two female bodyguards worked together to place the person in the bedroom, and then exited the house, leaving only Wang Zhanshan standing by the sofa with his hands down, solemnly reporting back.
"My young lady is not in a good mood today, so she left the company early and found a small bar to hang out until now."
As for paying for the whole place, it's just a small amount, and it will be credited to the account at the end of the month. The boss will naturally know about it, so there is no need to report it separately.
But Xun Lang didn't seem to worry much about Tang Yili's drunkenness, and just told Wang Zhanshan.
"I guess she will continue to cause trouble and keep a close eye on people."
"Yes, I know."
No matter how noble a woman is, she is always in the same mood, fooling around and spending money indiscriminately. Once this energy has passed, it will naturally be fine.
After Wang Zhanshan left, Xun Lang sat on the sofa for a while, tilting his head back and rubbing his eyebrows with his thumb and index finger.
Today is the day when Yili Garments changes ownership. Tang Yili, who has completely lost control, will definitely not be as chic as she said. She will be heartbroken and angry, which are normal emotions.
Xun Lang believed that given time, Tang Yili would figure it out. Even if she couldn't figure it out, as long as she got used to it, she could settle down with her current life.
He got up and walked into the bedroom.
The lights in the room have been turned off, and the person on the bed is lying quietly, with only the sound of shallow breathing rising and falling.
But maybe because of drinking, Tang Yili felt uneasy in his dream. His body curled up into a small shrimp, his brows furrowed, and he still clutched the pillow tightly in his hands.
Xun Lang gently tucked her outstretched arms into the bed.
After doing this, he sat quietly by the bed and lowered his eyes to look at Tang Yili's sleeping face.
In the dim moonlight outside the window, you can see Tang Yili's sleeping face, with her delicate and smooth facial features kissed by the moonlight, which is very beautiful.
There was some desire in his heart to reach out and touch it, but for some reason, Xun Lang's hand stopped on the side of the bed and never raised it.
After sitting for a long time, he stood up again, tucked Tang Yili's quilt, and then silently exited the room.
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