After the fundraiser, Lin Yuan also arranged lunch. During the meal, Lin Yuan naturally drank too much again. Some people say that nine out of ten Chinese business deals are concluded at the wine table. Most people
I can hardly live without wine throughout my life, which is indeed true.
In China, you drink for weddings and weddings, for business talks, for children who are one month old, for one-year-old children, for birthdays, for New Years, if you are unhappy, you drink, and if you are happy, you drink. With so many drunkards, what about Lin Yuan?
Maybe not drink too much.
At the end of the dinner, Lin Yuan was still sent back by Wang Zhanjun, and today was even more serious than yesterday. Lin Yuan somehow knew how he got home last night, but today at noon he didn't even know how he got home.
When Lin Yuan opened his eyes, he felt that his head was swollen and he was coughing dryly. When he got up, the sun was already setting outside. Lin Yuan looked at the time and it was already five o'clock in the afternoon.
"Are you awake?"
Lin Yuan was still slightly dizzy. Suddenly, a crisp female voice came from the side, and then a cup was handed over: "You are thirsty, drink some water first. You are drunk, why did you drink so much wine?"
Taking the cup, Lin Yuan looked at the person standing beside his bed and asked with a smile: "When did you come and how did you come in?"
"Why, I can't come in?" The other party frowned: "Is it difficult to come in here?"
Well, Lin Yuan smiled bitterly, there is probably only one girl who can talk to him like this, and there is no one else but Song Xiaomeng.
The water in the cup was not hot, just warm water. The temperature was just right. Lin Yuan drank it all in one gulp and felt much better. He stood up and said, "How long have you been here?"
"It didn't take long, I just arrived." Song Xiaomeng looked at Lin Yuan's bedroom and said, "You have nothing to do, come here and take a look."
Fortunately, Wang Zhanjun was not here when Song Xiaomeng was talking. Otherwise, he would have scoffed at those who had just arrived and those who had just come over. Naturally, Song Xiaomeng also participated in the noon banquet. She naturally knew that Lin Yuan had drunk too much. Basically, Wang Zhanjun
Lin Yuan was sent through the door with his front legs, and Song Xiaomeng arrived with his back legs. Lin Yuan slept for almost four hours, and Song Xiaomeng was basically taking care of him.
After getting out of bed, Lin Yuan walked out of the room and planned to wash his face. Before he went to the bathroom, he sniffed hard and said, "What is this? It smells so good."
As he spoke, he turned back to look at Song Xiaomeng: "Have you cooked?"
"It's just done, go and wash your face." An unnatural look flashed across Song Xiaomeng's face. She just said she had just arrived, and in the blink of an eye, Lin Yuan could smell the aroma of rice. What she just said was obviously a lie.
While Lin Yuan was washing his face, Song Xiaomeng had already brought the food to the dining table. The food was very simple, with three dishes and one soup. Knowing that Lin Yuan drank wine, the food was relatively light.
This was not the first time that Lin Yuan had tasted Song Xiaomeng's cooking skills. It had to be said that Song Xiaomeng's cooking skills were very good. Although he could not compare with the chefs in the hotel, he was very good at making some home-cooked dishes.
"Well, it's very good." Lin Yuan praised while eating: "Xiaomeng, your craftsmanship is really good. Whoever marries you in the future will definitely be lucky..."
Lin Yuan and Song Xiaomeng were now familiar with each other. Naturally, he didn't call Song Xiaomeng Miss Song like before. He just said what he said casually, but after he said it, he felt something was wrong in the atmosphere. He went to see Song Xiaomeng again.
With a cute expression on her face, Song Xiaomeng's eyes actually flashed with a hint of trance.
When she saw Lin Yuan, Song Xiaomeng's eyes quickly turned, she rolled her eyes at Lin Yuan and said, "I want you to tell me."
Lin Yuan felt bored and continued to eat.
The two of them were eating when the doorbell rang suddenly. Lin Yuan stood up and went to open the door. He saw Lin Ke'er standing outside happily. Seeing Lin Yuan, Lin Ke'er smiled and said: "Get up, I
I heard that you drank too much, I thought you were sleeping, have you eaten?"
"We are eating." Lin Yuan stuttered a little: "Come in."
When he was in the hospital, Lin Yuan had already seen the power of several girls on the same stage. He had to say that what happened last time really made him a little frightened. Today, Lin Ke'er and Song Xiaomeng bumped into each other again.
Lin Keer entered the door and saw Song Xiaomeng sitting at the dining table eating. She squeezed out a dry smile on her face and said, "Miss Song is here too?"
"Well, I know this guy drank too much, so I came here to take a look." Song Xiaomeng smiled and nodded, stood up and said, "Sit down, Doctor Lin. I'll go get some food and try my handiwork."
Song Xiaomeng's words actually didn't sound like much at first glance, and they were very polite, but they were very uncomfortable in Lin Ke'er's ears. Why go cook some food and taste her craftsmanship? She seemed to be the mistress of the house.
Same.
"No, I had already eaten when I came here." Song Xiaomeng felt uncomfortable, but with a smile on her face: "I just came over to take a look. I know that Lin Yuan drank too much, and I was afraid that something would happen to him."
As she spoke, Lin Keer looked at Lin Yuan and smiled: "By the way, Lin Yuan, I have resigned. I can go to work at the charity fund tomorrow. Remember to call me when you leave tomorrow. I need you to do my job."
This great leader has made arrangements."
Lin Yuan could only smile bitterly. This was obviously a confrontation. Lin Keer and Song Xiaomeng were at loggerheads. One said that he was going to cook and considered herself the hostess, while the other directly said that he resigned and went to the foundation.
When you go to work, you show your strengths and determination.
Ordinarily, Lin Ke'er's temperament is not that proactive. However, Feng Nan's marriage is more exciting to Lin Ke'er. Moreover, after Feng Nan's marriage, Meng Xinhan and Lin Ke'er were left next door. Meng Xinhan gave Lin Ke'er every day.
Lin Ke'er was doing ideological work, and unknowingly, Lin Ke'er became a little proactive.
Even though Lin Yuan was a piece of wood, he could tell that something was wrong between the two of them, and he didn't dare to help.
Lin Yuan actually had some feelings for Lin Ke'er, thinking that Lin Ke'er might be interested in him. As for Song Xiaomeng, Lin Yuan directly laughed, how could Song Xiaomeng like him? What kind of international joke was he making?
Lin Yuan could only attribute Xiaomeng's behavior at this time to the same-sex repulsion between women.
It has to be said that as long as the disease is not treated, Dr. Lin is a little frustrated when it comes to understanding women's psychology.
"Dr. Lin is going to Xinyuan charity work?" Song Xiaomeng was stunned.
"Yes, I have already agreed with Lin Yuan about this two days ago." Lin Ke'er nodded. At this time, she felt that she still had an advantage. She lived next door to Lin Yuan and was going there again tomorrow.
Xinyuan's charity work can be said to be the first to come first. Although Song Xiaomeng's identity is not simple, it is precisely her identity that makes it impossible for her to do whatever she wants.
"Congratulations to Dr. Lin, we will be colleagues from now on." Song Xiaomeng smiled and stretched out her hand.
"You also want to work for a charity foundation?" Lin Yuan's eyes widened. He runs a charity medical foundation, not a model agency. What's wrong with this?
"Yeah, can't you?" Song Xiaomeng said with a smile: "No matter what, I donated five million, right? I have the right to supervise."
In fact, Song Xiaomeng said that she wanted to work at the charity foundation at this time, which was just an excuse. She just didn't want to lose points in front of Lin Ke'er. If she really wanted to let her go, she might not be able to stay at the charity foundation for long. Although she just
He is an idle person, but sometimes his every move represents the Song family.
"Okay, of course." Lin Yuan was speechless, but thinking in his heart, others donated 20 million, but no one was found to supervise it.
Fortunately, Song Xiaomeng didn't know Lin Yuan's thoughts at this time, otherwise she would have looked down on Lin Yuan. He was such an idiot. He deserved to be a virgin at such an old age and rely on the fifth girl to solve problems all day long.
Lin Ke'er refused to give in and shook hands with Song Xiaomeng with a smile. They seemed to have a good relationship, but they both had hidden agendas.
With Lin Keer coming in and Song Xiaomeng making such a fuss, Lin Yuan was not in much mood to eat. He hurriedly took a few bites and then took the initiative to clear away the dishes.
Looking at Lin Yuan's actions, Song Xiaomeng smiled proudly. She cooked the meal, and Lin Yuan cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks. In a sense, isn't it similar to that?
Seeing Song Xiaomeng's smile, Lin Ke'er felt her heart twitch. She looked around and saw Lin Yuan's smelly socks still on the washing machine.
"Why is this house so messy? I don't know how to clean it up." As she spoke, Lin Keer stood up and started to help Lin Yuan clean up the living room.
When Song Xiaomeng saw this, she naturally couldn't stay idle. She turned around to clean up the bedroom, and the two of them began to compete in doing housework.
Lin Yuan finished washing the dishes and came out, and saw Lin Ke'er mopping the floor. Looking back, Song Xiaomeng was tidying up the sheets. For a moment, he only felt that his head was covered with black lines. What happened to these two people today? Why do they always feel that