When Lin Zhengyi finished introducing everyone, there were only two wine glasses left in front of him.
He took one of them, put it in front of Ji Yi, and put it close to her ear. Like her just now, his voice was extremely low: "First of all, give a toast to everyone in this room." , I’ll give you time to talk!”
After a pause, Lin Zhengyi added: "I've given you the opportunity. It's up to you if you want!"
After saying that, Lin Zhengyi raised the wine glass in his hand to a higher place and said to Ji Yi with a smile: "Come on, Xiao Yi, let's toast everyone!"
Ji Yi didn't know that Lin Zhengyi was treating her as one of the women he usually brought out to accompany her as a bartender to deliberately make things difficult for her.
She had guessed before she came that Lin Zhengyi would not give up so easily.
She had been in a coma for three years and didn't know many powerful people.
She could only come to Lin Zhengyi because she had a recording of what Lin Zhengyi said to her that night. Lin Zhengyi's private behavior was corrupting, but he still needed to pay attention to his image externally. She just wanted to exchange the recording with Lin Zhengyi. .
But she couldn't just take out her voice recorder and have a showdown with Lin Zhengyi at the dinner table. That would undoubtedly lose his face. Not to mention asking him to reinvest in He Jichen's "Three Thousand Idiots", it would completely create a problem.
If she didn't want to watch He Jichen in trouble, there was only one way she could go now, and that was to suffer and endure.
Ji Yi stared at the full glass of white wine in Lin Zhengyi's hand, with a flash of determination in her eyes. The next second she took the glass, stood up, and raised it to the director sitting next to Lin Zhengyi with a bright smile: "Director, I respect you."
After clinking the glasses, Ji Yi raised his head and drank all the wine in one gulp.
The burning sensation spread from her throat to her stomach, making Ji Yi extremely uncomfortable. She sat back down, but before she could recover, Lin Zhengyi took the wine bottle and filled her up with wine.
"Producer, I respect you."
"Mr. Luo, I respect you."
“…”
Ji Yi toasted the people at the table with glass after glass of wine. By the time he was done doing so, Ji Yi had already started to feel sick to his stomach.
Unbeknownst to her, when Lin Zhengyi poured wine into her glass for the first time, she felt that Lin Zhengyi had deliberately moved closer to her, and even his hands began to touch hers through her clothes. Body.
Ji Yi reflexively wanted to escape, but she thought of He Jichen, how he had given up so many things for his dream, and how he was about to face a situation where he had nothing.
Compared to him, what did she endure
Ji Yi didn't know how long she could hold on and endure, but she knew that before she completely collapsed, she had to grit her teeth and hold on. She tried her best to smile and continued to drink cup after cup of toast. .
…
In the box opposite, Qian Ge leaned back in his chair elegantly and carefully watched a few short videos that his manager had just secretly recorded. A smile couldn't help but form on his lips.