Could it be that he had mistakenly seen that it was not Ji Wei just now? He frowned slightly.
There are few people in the entire business circle who don't know what kind of person Zhou Boliang is. He is romantic and vulgar, and he even threatened that he would need to find enough women in his life to make his life worthwhile.
Her warm brows furrowed slightly, looking at his pursed lips, slightly surprised.
Did you see someone? How could he have such an expression?
It's just that he didn't want to say it, and she didn't want to ask. Maybe it was someone from the business, and it would be useless for her to ask.
"Miss Ji is finally back." Zhou Boliang pushed open the door of the private room and saw Ji Wei sitting in her original position. He was overjoyed. Seeing that her face was a little pale, he leaned closer to her and said, "Are you feeling well?"
Ji Wei's face was indeed ugly, but it was not because of drinking. Her face looked like this, firstly because she felt uncomfortable seeing Leng Yan and Wen Nuan together, and secondly, because Leng Yan's glance back startled her.
She must not let Leng Yan see her here. She didn't want to leave a bad impression on Leng Yan. Otherwise, even if she jumped into the Yellow River, she wouldn't be able to wash it off.
"I drank too much." Facing Zhou Boliang who came over, Ji Wei smiled sarcastically and took the opportunity to make her request: "You guys have a drink, I'd better drink juice."
"Waiter, please bring me a glass of juice." Zhou Boliang didn't embarrass her at all this time. He opened the door of the private room and said to the waiter, with a strange smile on his face. He reached out and touched his pocket, and his smile deepened.
Juice?
OK, he likes it.
When everyone drinks together, it's not easy for him to do something in the wine. Now, it's different.
"They are all my favorite dishes, Yan. Did you prepare them specially?" When Wen Nuan and Leng Yan arrived, the dishes were almost ready. It turned out that Leng Yan told them to prepare them in advance when he called.
Knowing Leng Yan's taste, he called Wen Pengfei specifically to ask.
"Let's see what else is there?" Leng Yan reminded her.
"And..." Wen Nuan frowned slightly, looked at it, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Gardenia?"
What a beautiful bouquet of flowers, placed in a blue stoneware vase, extremely beautiful. She smelled the fragrance just now, and thought it was someone else using this scent of perfume.
Leng Yan looked at the smile on Nuan Nuan's face, stretched out his hand to hold her hand, and smiled: "Is there any reward for my husband who has put so much effort into arranging it?"
Wen Nuan likes gardenias, and Pengfei told her. He called the hotel specifically and said he must find them.
In fact, it is already difficult to find gardenias at this time of year, but because it was Leng Shao who asked for it, the hotel took the trouble to complete it.
"What reward do you want?"
Wen Nuan picked up the vase and smelled it. It was a smell she was familiar with. She liked it very much.
"Well." Leng Yan thought for a moment and pointed to his cheek: "Oh, one."
"No." Wen Nuan looked around awkwardly.
They chose to sit down in the restaurant, and there were many people around. She gave him a smack in front of everyone, sweating, how could she do it.
"Then keep it and reward it when you go back." Leng Yan raised his eyebrows, smiled teasingly, lifted her chin, and squinted his eyes.
After returning to the room, she must work hard to ask for the reward from her little woman.
"Go!" Wen Nuan blushed at him, pushed his hand away, and buried his head in eating.
When I went to the restaurant at noon, I had just eaten half of my meal. I saw Tan Qing, who rarely ate in the restaurant, came in at some time. The seat was only one table away from her. She hurriedly buried her head and took a few bites. Later.
The master said he felt unwell and couldn't eat, so she followed him back to the office, not having enough to eat at all. In the afternoon, she ran to the set again, where a lot of things happened, and she was already hungry.
Hey, we can't go on like this. Think about it these days, and if it doesn't work, just resign. She frowned and thought, will she go to Leng's after resigning? She did not deny that although Leng's clothing business started late, its performance is booming.
It has established its position in the clothing industry and won good reputation.
However, it was a subsidiary company of the Leng family, and she did not want to wear the hat of Mrs. Leng Yan to work.
"What are you thinking about, Mrs. Leng?" Leng Yan put down his chopsticks and looked at her face intently.
Warm smile: "I miss you asking me to leave MT."
"Aren't you willing to give up?" Leng Yan raised his eyebrows: "Although Leng's clothing industry is not as good as MT, it can still occupy the second position."
"I know." Wen Nuan said awkwardly: "But, I have worked in MT for so long and I like the atmosphere there very much. So, I will always be a little bit reluctant to leave. By the way, Yan, I submitted the design drawing for the design competition yesterday.
After I went up, my master also said that I would probably get the opportunity to go abroad. What a great opportunity, I really don’t want to give up."
"Well, go to Italy." As soon as Nuan Nuan mentioned this beautiful country and its beautiful clothes, his eyes flashed with infinite longing: "Yan, I really want to go."
"You're not allowed to go!" Leng Yan suddenly interrupted her: "You're not allowed to go even if you win the competition."
"Why?" Wen Nuan frowned and put his chopsticks aside: "This is a good opportunity. You can learn a lot."
"Our relationship has just become like this. What will I do if you leave?" Leng Yan smiled softly and held her hand, acting rogue: "If you like Italy, I will make time to travel there with you. But you can't leave her behind.
I don’t care alone.”
The rogue and aggrieved look made Nuan Nuan hesitate and sigh.
In fact, she is not willing to leave him. Now every day is as sweet as glue. When I think about not being able to hold her when sleeping for a period of time, and not being able to see him when getting up, I feel empty and cold in my heart.
"Let's wait until the quota comes out." She smiled helplessly.
Do you really have to give up this opportunity to be with him? She is not willing to give up this opportunity, but she is not willing to leave him either.
**
"Miss, this is the juice you asked for."
In the luxurious private room, the waiter came in and placed a glass of fresh juice next to Ji Wei.
Ji Wei smiled and thanked her. As soon as she picked up her hand, Mr. Xin, who was sitting opposite her, suddenly exclaimed: "Miss Ji, on your face..."
"What's wrong?"
Ji Wei immediately retracted her hand. As a star, what she usually pays most attention to is her figure and face. She hasn't slept very well these days and has been worried about whether she will get acne.
She hurriedly went to take out the mirror and saw something scratched her face. It was so light and shallow that you couldn't even see it unless you looked carefully. She finally breathed a sigh of relief, said sorry to everyone present, and gently wiped it with a tissue.
Wiping it away, she pulled Mo Jing's arm who was sitting next to her displeased: "Why is he so loud? He scared me."
"I heard Jingjing say, do you usually pay most attention to this face, so I said it." Mr. Xin pursed his lips and smiled, and glanced at Zhou Boliang, who had already put the prepared medicine in Ji Wei's juice cup.
, the smile is deeper.
The medicine melts in water, is colorless and odorless, and can be easily fainted. Just now, he deliberately attracted Ji Wei's attention just so that he could successfully administer the medicine.
"Haha, thank you, Mr. Xin." After touching her face and putting the mirror away, Ji Wei picked up her chopsticks and ate something.
Zhou Boliang chuckled: "Miss Ji's skin is so good, how can she get acne so easily? Look at it, it's smooth and smooth, it really makes you want to touch it."
Ji Wei laughed dryly, feeling a chill in her heart.
Damn man, this is so disgusting.
"This juice is freshly squeezed. How do you like it?" Zhou Boliang didn't care at all about Ji Wei's deliberate alienation. While talking to Ji Wei, he went to get the juice.
"I'll do it myself." Ji Wei quickly took the lead and brought it over.
Zhou Boliang had touched so many women with his hands that he felt sick just looking at her. When he touched her, he couldn't even drink the juice.
Take a sip gently, the taste is quite good.
She rarely spoke during the meal. Listening to them telling dirty jokes, she felt so sick that she wanted to throw up several times, but Mo Jing kept holding her back.
Helpless, she could only eat vegetables and drink juice. However, for some reason, the more she drank the juice, the thirstier her throat became, and she couldn't help but frown.
Her intuition told her that something was wrong. Ji Wei subconsciously looked at Mo Jing and saw that she was avoiding her, which made her even more suspicious.
She pinched her eyebrows and tried to wake herself up. Huo stood up, took her bag and was about to leave.
"Miss Ji, where do you plan to go?"
It was Zhou Boliang's voice again, squinting and smiling, looking at her drunken state, and holding Ji Wei's waist with a pair of hairy hands.
"Go away!" Ji Wei couldn't open her eyes. She really wanted to punch Zhou Boliang and hit him black-eyed. But her hands couldn't use the strength, and her legs began to become limp. She leaned on it weakly.
On Zhou Boliang.
Everyone in the private room breathed a sigh of relief.
"Why are you like this?"
Mo Jing then stood up, her face turned pale: "Didn't we agree that we are just here to have a meal? I will introduce you to each other, and the relationship matters will be settled slowly."
"Oh, the second sister-in-law is angry." Zhou Boliang smiled and touched Ji Wei's body randomly: "Don't you see that she is resistant to me? If she is willing to go out to eat this time, there will probably be no next time. So.
…”
Looking at Ji Wei's face, he smiled even more obscenely: "We must get it done at once. When we wake up and understand, it will be too late."
"You!" Mo Jing sat down angrily, took Mr. Xin's hand, and acted displeasedly: "You also know, right? Just now you said there was something on her face, and I doubted it. But hold on tight
My hands don't allow me to speak, just because I want to give him a chance to drug him?"
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A total of five thousand words (182 is two thousand, 183 is three thousand) is enough, haha.
I don’t know if it can be updated at noon. If it hasn’t been updated before 2 pm, please wait until the evening to see it. There is no need to refresh it all the time.