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Not to mention that Wei Mingzhi on the opposite side was dumbfounded, even Meng Shuyu was a little scared by Zhou Jun.
Maybe it was because Zhou Jun was too bad-tempered in front of her recently, and she almost forgot that he was the same Zhou Jun - the one who lowered his eyelashes, smiled, and gently pulled away his trouser legs when Zheng Shoufu knelt at his feet and begged for mercy.
It was Zhou Jun who took over Moridao and destroyed Zhao Rongxun's ten-year operation in just over a month, forcing Zhao Rongxun to resign from Moridao, and cursed him as a "stray dog" before leaving.
But at this moment, Zhou Jun was even more terrifying than when he dealt with Zheng Shoufu and suppressed Zhao Rongxun.
She always remembered that Zhou Jun used to look at those people jumping up and down to oppose him as if they were ants that could not shake him.
He had never been so angry as he was now. He didn't even have a so-called decent smile on his face, and even his jawline was tense.
Seeing Zhou Junsusen's face from Wei Mingzhi's perspective, this understanding becomes clearer.
He had reason to believe that if he didn't drink it himself, someone would really grab him by the collar, pinch his mouth open, and pour the wine down his throat.
Wei Mingzhi stretched his neck and looked around.
A few people who were standing nearby and chatting were looking over here, but each of them had a nonchalant expression as if they were watching a show that had nothing to do with them.
Just like he was certain that no one would come to help Meng Shuyu out, so he nonchalantly urged her to drink in public.
Now, too, no one will come to his rescue.
In the field of interests, no one likes to meddle in other people's affairs.
Under Zhou Jun's quiet gaze, Wei Mingzhi picked up a wine glass from the wine tray with trembling hands, tilted his head back and poured the wine into his mouth.
After finishing one glass, he looked up at Zhou Jun's motionless expression and went to get the second one.
After drinking four glasses in succession, Wei Mingzhi took a sip of the wine and choked. He held onto the sofa and coughed until tears came out, as if he was going to cough his lungs out.
Zhou Jun stood there without blinking, waiting for Wei Mingzhi to recover. He picked up the fifth glass of wine and poured it into his mouth, still looking at him motionless.
Meng Shuyu felt a little nervous. He looked at Wei Mingzhi's pale face and hesitantly pulled the hem of Zhou Jun's suit.
Zhou Jun finally relaxed his expression and turned to look at her: "Tired?"
Meng Shuyu nodded slightly.
Wei Mingzhi on the opposite side saw a glimmer of hope, but he didn't dare to ask. He picked up the sixth cup tremblingly, as if to delay time.
Zhou Jun turned his head and looked at Wei Mingzhi again: "I know that Mr. Wei has a lot of dealings with my family, but if Mr. Wei thinks that I care about face as much as they do, then you are wrong. People who have a fortune to protect must do face projects, but I don't, so my bottom line is always lower than Mr. Wei's. Please remember that next time it won't be a matter of a few glasses of wine."
Wei Mingzhi bent his waist and nodded vigorously.
Zhou Jun turned around and took Meng Shuyu out.
Even after following Zhou Jun to the back seat of the business car, Meng Shuyu still felt that his soul remained in the banquet hall.
I didn't remember the grievance of being forced to drink, and my mind was full of Zhou Jun's angry look.
She used the few remaining brain cells to think about it. She might have oversimplified Wei Mingzhi's purpose and thought it was just for business purposes.
According to Zhou Jun's last words, Wei Mingzhi and the Zhou family had a private relationship.
Today, the vice president of Yuanyu Real Estate failed in his provocation at the instruction of Brother Zhou Jun. This Wei Mingzhi might be the second group of people sent by Brother Zhou Jun to cause trouble.
No wonder Zhou Jun was so angry...
The car started, Meng Shuyu turned his head to look at Zhou Jun's expression, and just in time saw Zhou Jun also turned his head.
In the back seat of the business car, there are two people sitting on each side, with an aisle in the middle. There is a driver in the front seat, so it is not convenient to do anything.
Zhou Jun reached out his hand but paused, frowning and asking her, "Is it uncomfortable?"
Meng Shuyu shook his head: "When I drank, I wasn't as anxious as he was later, fortunately..."
Zhou Jun looked at her for a while, as if trying to determine whether she was conscious or not. Seeing that she was fine, he leaned back in his chair and pinched his brows.
"You..." Meng Shuyu looked at him cautiously, "Are you still angry?"
"I'm not mad at him."
"You're not going to piss me off..."
Zhou Jun didn't answer. He was silent for a moment, tilted his head and looked out the window, and said to himself, "I'd better send you back to the headquarters as soon as possible."
Meng Shuyu was stunned.
What are you talking about
Isn't he the one chasing after her now
Is he drunk or angry
Zhou Jun didn't say anything else.
With the driver present, Meng Shuyu did not dare to ask too many questions. He kept silent and tried to figure out what Zhou Jun meant.
People come and go, could it be that she didn't perform well today, making him feel that she was not qualified to be his assistant? Was he angry that she didn't live up to her expectations
Seeing Zhou Jun looking out the window with a frown and ignoring her, Meng Shuyu lowered her head in silence.
The car didn't stop until it stopped at the porch of Xiangting Hotel. The driver came over and opened the door.
She glanced at Zhou Jun who was still looking out the window, got out of the car first, and walked towards the hotel on her own.
The elevator in the lobby just moved away, so Meng Shuyu lowered his head and went in, pressed the floor button and then pressed the door closing button.
An old man suddenly blocked the elevator door.
Meng Shuyu looked up and saw Zhou Jun following in helplessly: "I wasn't paying attention and you ran faster than a rabbit?"
"Is it not okay for me to go back and take a shower in a hurry?" Meng Shuyu leaned against the corner of the elevator, and the few square meters of space was as far away from him as possible.
"I'm not mad at you," Zhou Jun walked up to her and looked at her, "I'm working on the people's business."
"It's about Zaimin sending me away," Meng Shuyu said in a low voice, lowering his head, "I don't know anything about your family. You should know that this is a personal grudge tonight. Your brother asked Wei Mingzhi to come and pick a fight. Am I so stupid to give him face and drink his wine..."
With a "ding" sound, the elevator door moved open. Meng Shuyu walked out, swiped the room card in front of the door and was about to push it open.
Zhou Jun blocked the door and said, "Do you know?"
Meng Shuyu held the door handle and slowly raised his head, but suddenly stopped.
Do her people know
If she was always his assistant, there was no need for her to know about his household affairs.
Zhou Jun had no obligation to tell her, and she had no right to ask.
Meng Shuyu just felt aggrieved, thinking that Zhou Jun didn't tell her anything but blamed her for not performing well, and blurted out those words.
Looking back, I realized that this sentence crossed a very broad line.
But Zhou Jun did not refuse to give her the chance. He always confirmed with her whether she really knew.
She is not a people, she is not a people...
The alcohol went over her head, making it increasingly difficult for her to think. Meng Shuyumin nodded to him, but was afraid that this was just an impulse after drinking.
"If I were you," Meng Shuyu looked at him, "would you tell me?"
Zhou Jun looked back into her eyes: "If you are innocent, I will tell you."
Meng Shuyu tightened and loosened his grip on the door handle several times, and then pushed the door open with a gleam in his eyes: "I, I want to... "
Zhou Jun released his hand that was blocking the door, nodded, and took a step back.
"I hope that Moridao can become successful as soon as possible so that I can send you back to the headquarters. It's not because I think you've done something wrong, but because Moridao is less stable than the headquarters. Under the current circumstances, I can't help but show up in public. There will be many occasions like today in the future. You follow me—" Zhou Jun lowered his head and rubbed his temples that were throbbing due to the alcohol stimulation, "You will endure hardships."
Back in the room, Meng Shuyu took a shower in a daze. After coming out, he drank the hangover tea brought by the hotel waiter, then lay down on the bed, covered with the quilt and became dazed again.
I feel that this hangover tea does not have any effect in refreshing the brain.
Because until this moment, her mind was still echoing with Zhou Jun's words just now - you will suffer if you follow me.
A vine crawled up into her heart, making her feel itchy.
She was so itchy that she almost said to Zhou Jun: I am not afraid of hardship.
How could she not be afraid of hardship
Maybe it was because he was drunk, Meng Shuyu suddenly felt a little confused about this question.
She was slow to realize that it must be because Zhou Jun stood up for her tonight and she was touched. It could also be because Zhou Jun encountered a bad thing at home today, and the kind-hearted girl felt a little sympathy for him.
But this is so touching and kind...
She, Meng Shuyu, has dumped thousands of men. When did she become a saint
As the people were sleeping, there was a sudden sound of heavy rain in the room where you could hear a pin drop.
Meng Shuyu tilted his head to look at the window blocked by the curtain, then he stood up and lifted a corner of the curtain, and saw that raindrops were indeed falling on the glass window.
The sound of rain was trickling, and the windows were soon covered with mottled rain, just like the rain that fell when Zhou Jun was waiting for her downstairs of her house that day.
But now it doesn't matter to her whether it rains heavily or lightly.
Meng Shuyu pulled the curtains in boredom, turned around and suddenly stopped—
It doesn't matter now.
But it really mattered that day.
That day she made a bet with Zhou Jun, saying that if the rain stopped before seven o'clock, she would lose.
But as she sat at the desk, she seemed to raise her head in surprise only when the rain became lighter, and lower her head in disappointment when the rain became heavier.
There are two sides to a bet, positive and negative, and each party should take one side.
But that day, she and he were both waiting for the rain to stop.
She didn't win.
After lying in bed unable to sleep for a full half hour, Meng Shuyu felt the paste in his head growing bigger and bigger, but his eyes were becoming brighter and brighter.
Staring at the wall in front of her illuminated by the night light, she even felt that if she opened her eyes wider, she would be able to see through it and see what Zhou Jun was doing.
Meng Shuyu stared hard for five minutes, but even though his eyes were sore, he still couldn't see through the wall.
She turned over irritably, picked up her phone, slid her fingers hesitantly a few times, and dialed Zhou Jun's number.
The call was answered almost immediately.
But Meng Shuyu obviously didn't have the brain cells to be moved by his quick response. She kept mumbling, "Zhou Jun..."
The person on the other end of the phone seemed stunned by her tone and voice.
After several seconds, Zhou Jun finally replied, "What's wrong?"
"I can't sleep..." Meng Shuyu turned over again and repeated desperately, "Why can't I sleep..."
The other side was silent again.
After a while, Zhou Jun seemed to turn over: "What should I do?"
"If I knew what to do, would I still look for you?"
"Why can't you sleep? What did you do before going to bed?" Zhou Junfang asked softly.
"I'm sorry..."
There was silence on the other end of the line again.
Meng Shuyu glanced at the phone curiously, and found that the call was still going on, so he asked again: "Why are you not talking?"
"Meng Shuyu, you are drunk again." Zhou Jun said in a hoarse voice.
"I'm not, I'm not drunk," Meng Shuyu shook his head several times in a row, making a rustling sound, "I really miss you..."
"Then what are you doing to me?"
"What's so good about you in Min? Why do I seem to have lost again..."
"What does it mean to lose?"
"That's right, I seem to still like you..."
The silence on the other end of the phone got longer and longer.
Meng Shuyu didn't seem to care whether he spoke or not. He held the phone and muttered: "You are a person who doesn't know what will happen tomorrow. I don't know if you will suddenly change your mind at any time..."
"I don't know." Zhou Jun answered quickly this time.
"So do you really like me?"
"real."
"How much do you like it?"
"Meng Shuyu, I will answer this question when you sober up."
"I said I'm not drunk! I just can't sleep..."
"Okay, you just can't sleep, what do you do?"
"If I knew what to do, would I still look for you?"
The conversation went back in circles again.
"Meng Shuyu, it's really hard for me to deal with you like this." Zhou Jun sighed.
"Aren't you very powerful? Can't you find a way to make me fall asleep?" Meng Shuyu punched the quilt with his fist.
"The method I was able to achieve has a prerequisite."
"What premise?"
"The premise is that you have to be my girlfriend."
As if being tickled by some words, Meng Shuyu rubbed his ears and blinked: "What can a girlfriend do? If the solution is good, I will consider it..."
"If I were your girlfriend, I would come to your bed and coax you."
The author has something to say: Sisters, I went to take a look next door and saw that Mr. Jun has gone crazy.