So after being persuaded by the project director to drink three glasses of wine in a row, she poured herself a full glass of wine as a toast to the real boss. She inevitably said another compliment and thank you, and then said: "I did it, you can do whatever you want."
Just as he was about to drink it, the project director of the bureau who was the most talkative and who helped organize the group spoke again: "It's boring to just drink. How about having a drink with Mr. Han and our Mr. Liu?"
It’s tacky but it’s the one that hits the sweet spot of a table of men.
Since starting her own business, Han Li has experienced countless large and small dinner parties and been persuaded to drink in all kinds of ways. She has never been shy and drank as much as she wanted. She treats herself as a man, tramples her self-esteem under her feet, and throws away her face.
Otherwise, why would you come to such a dinner party? Who would want to do business with you if you are both serious and established? She can drink with them, tell dirty jokes with them, and even make fun of herself, but the only principle is to play with them.
But I won’t sleep with you.
If she really wants to sleep, she would rather not be in this business, so over time, everyone in the industry knows her temper.
At this moment, the so-called sharing a glass of wine is the limit.
She felt sick in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face at all. Holding the wine glass, she asked Mr. Liu gracefully: "Do you want a small cup or a large cup?"
The small cup means that each other's arms intersect, and the large cup means that they wrap around each other's necks to get closer.
She expected that Mr. Liu, a smiling tiger, would definitely not choose an intimate gesture like the Big Brother Cup in public, so she said this on purpose.
Of course, people at the table were shouting: "Dajiaobei, Dajiaobei."
Just when Mr. Liu was about to pick up the wine glass, the door of the private room was suddenly "kicked" open from the outside with a heavy force, but the person who came in had a smile on his face.
It was Mr. Wang, who was well-known in the real estate industry in Seremban. Behind him was Zhao Tinghang, who looked cold and cold.
They were all insiders. Even though Zhao Tinghang's main market was not in Senzhou, he was still a well-known figure. Seeing him and Mr. Wang come in, they all stood up in a hurry, especially the smiling Mr. Liu, who vacated the seat next to him and invited them to take a seat.
Mr. Wang is a well-known person in the Senzhou real estate industry, and he is very sociable. He went straight to the seat next to Mr. Liu and sat down. "I happened to be eating in this restaurant. I heard that you were here, so I came over to take a look."
After saying that, he raised his hand again, and the waiter came over with a bottle of red wine. He caught it and said: "I have kept this bottle of wine in this restaurant for many years. I have a chance to open the bottle with Mr. Liu today and have a drink."
Mr. Wang said generously on the surface, but actually he felt heartbroken. This bottle of wine was given to him by Mr. Gu a few years ago. He was indeed eating here today. Unfortunately, he was targeted by the bandit Zhao Tingxing and was forced to come in. He just thought he was
I wanted to get involved in the real estate industry in Negeri Sembilan, so I accompanied him in to sell favors.
Who would have thought that when Zhao Ting came in, he still looked like an old man. He didn't look at Mr. Liu, but said to Secretary Han's assistant next to him: "Go aside."
Then he sat down next to Han Li without saying a word and looking extremely unhappy.
Han Li saw that there was no need to toast the wine. Firstly, with such a god sitting next to him, the atmosphere suddenly dropped. Secondly, Mr. Liu was only talking to Mr. Wang and could not care about her.
She drank down the glass of wine in her hand in a depressed manner, and when she dropped the glass on the dining table, Zhao Tingxing's sarcastic voice came from beside her: "I'm sorry for you."
She continued to ignore him, fearing that if she said a few more words, he would go crazy and cause trouble.
Even after drinking a lot of wine, she still had a straight back, an elegant and long neck, a smile on her face, and no trace of embarrassment.
She was speculating on the purpose of Zhao Tingxing and Mr. Wang's sudden appearance. It couldn't be just a coincidence, could it?
But if he was here to help her out or support the situation, she felt that it would not be the case with Zhao Tingxing's arrogant attitude. Moreover, she was not that pretentious.