No one dares to underestimate the power of the four major families.
Gong Shaoming actually smiled, "It's rare to hear someone flattering the Gong family in such a serious manner. You are an outlier. Seeing that you rarely praise the Gong family, the commission is waived. I will help you with this matter."
After receiving Gong Shaoming's promise, Qi Mingye was not polite and poured himself a glass of wine and drank it down.
In Gong Shaoming's puzzled eyes, one cup after another...
There's no point in explaining it at all.
At the end, Qi Mingye also brought him a cup, filled it up without saying a word, "Drink with me."
The aroma of alcohol rose and filled the air in the huge box.
Soon, the spirits prepared in the box were all gone.
Qi Mingye's icy eyes flickered, and his gaze fell on Gong Shaoming's face, "Ask someone to bring wine!"
"Why, if any woman dumps you, throw her back hard. Don't come here to pretend to be dead. The Gong family is busy and I'm not in the mood to deal with you." Gong Shaoming slumped on the sofa and stared with disdain. Qi Mingye poured wine in front of him.
Although he said this rudely, he pressed the intercom the next second and asked someone to bring up the treasures in his wine store so that Qi Mingye could drink enough.
Anyway, I'm not afraid that he won't be able to pay.
Qi Mingye's eyes turned cold. He waited for the waiter to place the wine and exit the box, then picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, slamming the glass onto the table.
"You think everyone is as worthless as you, seeking life and death for a woman who doesn't want you." Qi Mingye counterattacked unceremoniously and poured herself a full glass.
Seeing Gong Shaoming's face darken, Qi Mingye smiled evilly and pushed the wine glass in front of him, "You're such a coquettish man, it's useless!"
Everyone knew that the second young master of the Gong family was ruthless and ruthless, but Qi Mingye knew that he would become what he is today because of the contribution of a woman - An Moran.
Qi Mingye's cold eyes saw Gong Shaoming pick up the wine glass he pushed over and drink it all in one gulp, his face looked better, he said nothing arrogantly, and continued to drink.
But the scene of meeting Gu Qianqian on the street this morning kept popping up in his mind, and then it switched to the little boy who looked exactly like him who appeared in the afternoon. The two scenes kept switching in his mind.
In the end, they slowly came back together.
"What the hell!" Qi Mingye spat and threw the wine glass in his hand to the corner. The glass shattered with a bang, startling Gong Shaoming.
He immediately burst into flames, "I'm telling you, Mr. Qi, can you take care of my young heart? It's broken like glass shards!"
Qi Mingye didn't seem to hear him. He took out his cell phone and quickly dialed Fu Chen's cell phone. "I'm drunk. I asked my secretary to pick me up."
Listen, someone who is so sane and giving orders on the phone says he is drunk. Is there anyone sober in this world?
Moreover, Mr. Qi, please do it, it’s one o’clock in the morning, are you sure you want to torment your little secretary like this?
Gong Shaoming did not dare to say these words even if he was dying in his stomach.
Looking at Qi Mingye's overbearing and strong tone and his naturally arrogant expression, he was completely the embodiment of Satan.
A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist, not to mention that he and you, Qi Mingye’s new secretary, are not even considered Taoist friends. Naturally, they have to dodge as far as possible to avoid hurting innocent people!
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