"Hello!" Luo Xiaoqian hurriedly stretched out her right hand, shook hands with the other person, and then retracted her hand.
As a result, the other person's fat palm just held her hand tightly, while the other hand was gently patted on the back of her hand.
"Miss Luo, she is indeed more beautiful than on TV!"
"Thank you, Mr. Li!" Luo Xiaoqian put a little more strength into her hand and finally took her hand back from the opponent's hand.
A flash of displeasure flashed in Mr. Li's eyes, but he quickly covered it up, "Come on, sit down quickly!"
"Yes, yes, Miss Luo is next to Mr. Li!" Secretary Fang Zhuo also came forward, held Luo Xiaoqian's arm and pushed her to the table. She sat down next to Mr. Li, and then several people poured wine.
"I don't know how to drink!" When Luo Xiaoqian poured the glass into her cup, she raised her hand to cover the mouth of the cup, "Is it okay if I just drink juice?"
"What's the matter? This Maotai wine doesn't go up well. It's okay, just drink a little!" Mr. Li raised his hand and pulled her hand away, and Fang Zhuo filled her wine glass.
"Come and toast to the success of tonight's performance!"
Mr. Li took the lead in holding up the cup, and several other people held up the wine glasses. Luo Xiaoqian had no choice but to hold up the cup with her hair stiffened.
Several people clinked glasses and drank, but she just touched the wine to her lips.
"Xiao Qian, this is your fault!" Mr. Li turned to her side and showed her the empty wine glass with his left hand, "We've all done it, so it's not interesting for you to just take this sip, then?
As the saying goes, 'If you are deeply in love, take a sip, and if you are in shallow love, give it a lick.' I am your loyal fan, come on, Fang Zhuo, pour the wine, and I'll toast to Miss Luo!"
The secretary was busy filling up the wine for him, so Mr. Fang stretched out the glass to Luo Xiaoqian and touched hers gently.
He raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.
"Mr. Li, I'm so sorry. I have a weak stomach and I really can't drink. Otherwise, like this..." Luo Xiaoqian stood up and picked up the teacup on the table, "Can I offer you tea instead of wine?"
"Look at how polite you are!" Mr. Li took her arm and pulled her back to the chair, and his right hand fell on her thigh. "I never like to force others. I know that you all have to keep your voice when singing. It doesn't matter. This
Cup, I’ll drink it for you!”
He raised his hand to take her wine glass and drank the wine in it, but his hand was still on her leg and did not leave, and moved it little by little towards her thigh.
Luo Xiaoqian's hair stood on end instantly and she swung his palm away. She stood up from the chair and said, "Mr. Li, please be respectful!"
Because she got up too late, her chair fell to the ground with a loud noise.
The other three people at the table all turned their gazes.
Mr. Li glanced sideways at Luo Xiaoqian, who was full of anger, and snorted softly from his nose.
"Why are you pretending to be innocent? Isn't it just that? You really think of yourself as a star, but you just have a pretty face?"
Turning around, he picked up his leather bag from the ground. He opened the zipper, revealing a bright red pile of neatly numbered bills. He grabbed a thick pile from inside and threw it on the table with a smile.
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"You only have 50,000 yuan to sing, but this is 100,000 yuan. Tonight, as long as you stay with me obediently for one night, the money will be yours. If you serve me happily, maybe I can give you a reward!"
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"You've seen the wrong person!"
Luo Xiaoqian didn't even look at the money on the table, she just bent down to pick up her bag and coat from the ground, slammed the door and left.
