Gong Si said hurriedly, with a smile that couldn't be concealed on her face.
Her rosy little face was as bright as a peach and plum, and her beautiful eyes were as bright as fire because of her excitement.
At this moment, she completely forgot that Luo Cheng existed.
Seeing that he was completely ignored, Luo Cheng's eyes darkened, and he raised his lips calmly: "Reporter Gong, if I remember correctly, I am the largest shareholder of West Island Resort."
Hearing this, Gong Si looked back and smiled: "Well, I'll treat Mr. Luo to a big meal then."
After she finished speaking, she took another sip of the cocktail. She didn't realize that she was so weak that she spoke louder.
"Correspondent Palace reporter, you are drunk." Luo Cheng looked at the woman with a crimson face. He could tell at a glance that this woman had drunk too much. She usually spoke softly and softly, but she had never spoken in such a loud voice.
"No way, I didn't even drink. How could I be drunk?" Gong Si waved her hand in the direction of Luocheng, took the cocktail glass, raised her head and took a sip.
Luo Cheng didn't want to pay attention to this woman at first, but when he saw her drunken appearance, he knew that she had indeed drunk a little too much. She even got into knots when talking. Is this still called drunk?
If she continues to drink, she may tell the world clearly about her eighteen generations of ancestors.
Gong Si wanted to drink more, but Luo Cheng grabbed her wrist, took the wine glass from her hand, and said clearly: "Journalist Gong is drunk!"
"Who said I was drunk?" Gong Si murmured charmingly, her vision a little blurry. She subconsciously wanted to grab the wine glass, but she couldn't reach it.
"Luo Cheng, don't be like this. Reporter Gong has a lot of drinks. It's okay to drink a few bottles of this cocktail. Let her drink a little more. It'll be no problem." An Ran looked anxiously at the side and wanted to step forward to help Gong Si.
Let her drink a little more.
Only when he drinks too much can he do whatever he wants. If he can get close to her while she is drunk, Gong Si will be obsessed with him to death and will never be able to leave him again.
His wishful thinking was loud and clear, and he could implement it only after Gong Si got drunk, but Luo Cheng liked to act opposite him.
"That's right, it's huge." Gong Si, who was lying on the bar, agreed.
Her drinking capacity is not bad, Mi Xiaojia said so.
Yes, she wanted to call Mi Xiaojia and tell her that she would get a considerable commission.
She barely supported her body, put her head in front of her handbag, and searched for her phone with her beautiful eyes wide open.
The three men couldn't see what Mrs. Gong was going to do. They only saw her little head almost burrowing into her handbag. She fumbled for a few minutes and finally took out her cell phone.
The three men watched hard and breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
"I'm going to call Xiaojia and tell her that I got the advertisement and treat her to a big dinner." Gong Si said to herself, struggling to find Mi Xiaojia's phone number on her mobile phone.
Her beautiful eyes widened, and when she saw the words "Mr. Ye-Beast," she shook her head and said, "It's not Mr. Ye-Beast's arrogant and bully, her name is Xiaomi Chong."
"Who is Mr. Beast?" An Ran listened at a loss.
But Luo Cheng's eyebrows twitched, and he roughly knew that Mr. Beast, a arrogant and bully man, was him.
I didn't expect that this dead woman with no ability to drink would have such a high opinion of him.
Gong Si searched for a long time before she finally found "Xiaomi Chong". She called and the call was quickly connected. It was Mi Xiaojia's furious voice: "Gong, what's wrong?!"
