In commercial occasions, the two teams confront each other, and Rong Chun has seen a lot from childhood to adulthood. The wine table culture is so prevalent, and its core is just power squeeze.
The competition is so fierce, under the circumstance that Party A can choose anyone, whoever makes the customer happy, whoever can win the performance.
Rongchun understands all this, but Li Yuan must have deliberately embarrassed Lin Jiashu, not only because she and him had a playful past, but also because Lin Jiashu won his money, whether the loss was small, the loss was big, or the in front of his own woman.
Li Yuan, this dog man, will definitely kill Lin Jiashu if he seizes the opportunity.
Lin Jiashu's expression did not change, and he even smiled: "Mr. Li is really good at talking."
Rong Chun remembered that when he saw him working before, the biggest problem was lack of time, but he had never seen him stumped by anything special.
The glass of wine on the table is vodka, the degree is not clear, but it must not be too low.
After Lin Jiashu took the wine glass that Li Yuan handed over, he raised his head and drank.
The alcohol made his brows frown, but he immediately gushed it down like he was drinking cold water.
Li Yuan was delighted by his appearance, laughed and patted his shoulder, as if he was in a good mood: "Manager Lin is refreshing. Come, pour another glass."
Just as Rong Chun was about to rush over, Jiang Zhiyu pressed his shoulders.
"Don't be impulsive, I'll go over. You go over there first." Jiang Zhiyu pointed to a corner, which happened to be blocked by a potted plant.
Lin Jiashu's field of work is not something that Rong Chun can set foot in, and she also knows that after intervening, Lin Jiashu's situation will only be more difficult.
Rong Chun sat in a hidden position and kept looking back at the screen, but he couldn't see anything and heard a faint voice.
She likes to bite her fingernails when she's in a hurry, and she hasn't committed this problem for a long time.
the other side. Jiang Zhiyu Shi Shiran went around the screen and laughed first: "Isn't this President Li, what a coincidence."
Li Yuan saw Jiang Zhiyu, his eyes moved slightly, and then he laughed: "Mr. Jiang, what a coincidence. Are you here to play too?"
Although Jiang Zhiyu is from the entertainment circle, she also has some identities. Everyone in the circle knows that she is famous, and most people don't dare to mess with her.
Jiang Zhiyu looked around at the people around him and said with a smile, "Yeah, are you talking about business? Then don't bother."
Li Yuan smiled: "It's not a business, just get together in private."
He added: "Everyone, this is the general manager of Starway Entertainment, Jiang Zhiyu, President Jiang."
Others just greeted Jiang Zhiyu as they were passing by.
Li Yuan asked politely, "Mr. Jiang, would you like a cup?"
"I'm old, I can't drink such a strong drink." Jiang Zhiyu declined, his eyes rolled, and he suddenly looked at Lin Jiashu, "Hey? Aren't you... Xiaochun's boyfriend?"
Lin Jiashu has practiced a little bit of alcohol after work, but he still didn't expect the alcohol to rise quickly.
After hearing the familiar name, there was a trace of clarity in his eyes, and he stretched out a hand towards Jiang Zhiyu: "Lin Jiashu, hello President Jiang."
Jiang Zhiyu seemed to have met an acquaintance by chance, and smiled even more happily: "Xiaochun keeps talking about you. Since we are all here, let her come over and let's get together, anyway, she was still on the star road just now, so she shouldn't be far away now. …”
Li Yuan's expression froze: "Rongmei doesn't like to drink, so she must not be happy to call her here."
Lin Jiashu also said, "We still have something to talk about."
Jiang Zhiyu gave an "oh", glanced at Li Yuan, raised his hand: "Then you continue, I'll go first."
After Jiang Zhiyu left, it was probably because she was afraid that she would tell Rong Chun that Li Yuan restrained his attitude and talked seriously about business with Lin Jiashu.
Rong Chun was half-hearted, holding Jiang Zhiyu and asking, "Is he feeling sick?"
"I haven't seen it yet, it's okay. Li Yuan has been playing since childhood, and he won't drink people to alcoholism. Don't be too distressed, people, you always have to experience this."
To tell the truth, Jiang Zhiyu didn't say anything - today's scene may just be the tip of the iceberg, what will Lin Jiashu encounter in the future with Mr. Zhao and Mr. Qian.
Rong Chun looked over there with a lot of thought, and continued to make things difficult. Li Yuan quickly finalized the project, and the group dispersed.
Rong Chun bid farewell to Jiang Zhiyu and followed the people of Lin Jiashu Company.
Arriving at the entrance of the clubhouse, a few people dispersed, taking a taxi and taking the subway.
Lin Jiashu entered the subway station with a few colleagues. A colleague patted him on the shoulder and asked if he was okay. Lin Jiashu didn't sway and looked like he was okay, but he didn't speak, just shook his head. Several people entered the subway down the elevator.
Rong Chun followed behind them, about five steps away.
It was the rush hour of the subway. Rong Chun didn't bring a subway card. After asking the subway staff, she knew that she could scan the code with her mobile phone. When she actually entered the station, she only saw the tip of Lin Jiashu's head and was scattered by the crowd.
She stood in a corner blankly, and then called Jiang Zhiyu. Jiang Zhiyu told her the route.
Rong Chun has been on the subway several times in the university, only near the school, and he doesn't know which way to go on an unfamiliar route.
The subway is too big, with directions in all directions.
When she was dizzy, she saw Lin Jiashu was buying water in front of the vending machine, and she quickly followed.
Colleagues around him have already left. When he was alone, he walked a little wobbly. When he reached the screen door of the train, he leaned against a pillar.
Rong Chun looked at his tall stature standing slantingly, unprecedentedly slumped, and suddenly his nose was sore.
As soon as the harsh reminder sound of the subway sounded, Rong Chun was squeezed into the carriage by everyone. In order not to be found by Lin Jiashu, she grabbed the railing beside her.
Everyone is an office worker. Rong Chun's clothes are out of place here. She is always haute couture, and there is no second one in the world. It is designed and sewn by the designer every quarter. Her pointed high heels have been trampled several times. But she didn't care about the pain, she could only protect her chest with both hands to prevent it from disappearing.
Fortunately, there are more people going down the next station, Rong Chun grabbed the handrail and stood firm.
When she got to the nearest subway station to her house, Lin Jiashu got off, but did not leave the station directly, but went into the men's toilet.
Rong Chun followed, and the inferior perfume smell covered the pungent smell of the toilet. The toilet was only covered by a curtain. Rong Chun heard the sound of running water from the faucet and vomiting.
Not long after, a boy looked at Rong Chun in amazement: "Are you... in line?"
Rong Chun glared at him, turned and went into the women's toilet.
When the sound of the tap ended, she followed quietly, but did not find Lin Jiashu's figure. Just when she thought she had lost the person, Lin Jiashu's voice sounded behind her: "Rong Chun?"
Rong Chun turned back, Lin Jiashu's bangs were a little wet, and he looked confused: "Why are you here?"
Rong Chun: "I... come to walk Wan'er."
"Come to the subway for a walk?"
Rong Chun didn't care whether he believed it or not: "I'm thirsty, come and buy a bottle of water."
Lin Jiashu seemed to be easily fooled when he was drunk. He didn't show any doubts, but pulled her to his side to prevent her from being touched by the crowd behind him.
"Don't go to the subway station at this time in the future. Where's your phone? Why didn't someone bring you water?"
Rong Chun's mobile phone was in her bag. She said, "The phone is out of power. And it's just a bottle of water. I'm not that willful. Please give it to someone else."
"It's just a bottle of water. It has nothing to do with willfulness."
Lin Jiashu led her to the exit station, his hands were different from usual, cold.
Because Rong Chun lied that the phone was out of battery, he took her to make up a ticket.
As soon as I got out of the elevator, I found it was a little dark.
It was cloudy and it was raining. Light to moderate rain.
Neither of them brought an umbrella. Lin Jiashu took off his suit jacket and put it on her head. After waiting for a long time, no car was called. Occasionally, there are empty cars that are reserved by someone.
The air is a little cool.
Sisi Bingyu seemed to seep into the gaps in the bones. Rong Chun felt fine wearing Lin Jiashu's clothes on the upper body, but shivered with the lower body showing her calves.
Rong Chun secretly turned on the phone, and wanted to call the driver to pick it up, but he may have lied too much. Today, he finally got his retribution. He just turned on the phone location and used too much electricity. The phone lit up and turned off automatically.
"… "
Lin Jiashu: "Do you know your family's or Aunt Wu's cell phone number?"
Rong Chun shook his head: "I only know about you."
Lin Jiashu was stunned for a while, a little confused: "It's better to remember more about your father."
Rong Chun tapped the front steps with his toes, feeling a little depressed. She hates rainy days.
He rubbed the top of her head: "just remember mine. You can write me your family's numbers when you go back."
Rong Chun felt that the drunk Lin Jiashu simply didn't want to talk too much, and he was very happy. She looked up and saw Lin Jiashu half-squatting in front of her: "Come up, I'll carry you back."
Although there is a subway near Jiuqi Garden, it takes more than ten minutes on foot to reach the villa area. Walking back seems like the quickest option.
Rong Chun looked at the people around who were waiting for the bus, and felt a little attention, but she really wanted to jump directly on Lin Jiashu's back. After a few struggles, she still said, "No, no, I can go by myself."
Lin Jiashu: "Although I drink too much, I won't throw you down."
"that's not what it means… "
"hurry up."
Rong Chun pursed his lips and put his hands on his shoulders.
Lin Jiashu's hands are cold, but his body is hot. The cedar notes on the neck and shoulders are mixed with alcohol.
Rong Chun was dizzy, feeling that he was also drunk. She pulled up her suit and put it over their heads.
The rain had a tendency to fall heavily, but it was partially blocked by the dense foliage beside the road, so it could be endured.
Lin Jiashu didn't panic and walked steadily in the direction of Jiuqi Garden.
Before long, the gate of Jiuqi Garden was in sight.
Lin Jiashu didn't put her down, and put her directly into the bathroom: "Quickly take a shower."
Lin Jiashu was almost soaked except for his head. Rong Chun first handed him a bath towel before he went to another room to take a bath.
Rong Chun turned on the shower, took a hot shower, and came out wearing a bathrobe, and found that Lin Jiashu was still in the bathroom, longer than her.
She knocked on the door: "Jiashu, am I going in?"
No one answered her, Rong Chun suddenly panicked, and immediately pushed the door in.
Lin Jiashu had already finished taking a bath, and was lying in the bathtub wearing a bathrobe. He was already asleep, apparently using the bathtub as a bed.
Rong Chun took a deep breath, ran over to take a look, and breathed a sigh of relief - fortunately, he didn't take a bath in the bathtub, otherwise he might have drowned by now.
She quickly patted his shoulder.
Lin Jiashu's eyes were half-open, and his skin was fair, which made the red mole on his double eyelid more conspicuous.
Rong Chun touched his cheek, which was also cold, and whispered his name: "Jia Shu."
He seems to be still in a dream, his eyes are cloudy, and his words are illogical: "You provoke me first."
"?"
Rong Chun only thought that Lin Jiashu was really drunk, and kissed his eyes: "Yes, I'm chasing you. But you don't have to stress so much. By the way, if we have children in the future, you don't need to presume in front of them. This, give me some face, it's just that you pursued me hard, and I reluctantly agreed..."
Lin Jiashu didn't know if he heard it or not. He pulled her hand away and hugged her with great strength. The bathroom was a little empty. Rongchun's ears.
- "So, you have to be with me for the rest of your life."
Rong Chun was stunned for a moment, this was the first time she heard love words from Lin Jiashu's mouth, with some kind of possessiveness. She bent her mouth and hugged him tightly: "Okay, I will protect you. You go to bed first."
Lin Jiashu didn't seem to hear, and hugged her for a while, then stood up against the wall and moved to the bedroom bed.
Rong Chun didn't eat dinner and was a little hungry, so he asked the housekeeper Aunt Wu to bring dinner. He didn't know if Lin Jiashu would wake up, but he still ordered another sober soup.
She watched a variety show after eating alone. At ninety o'clock, Lin Jiashu came downstairs.
Rong Chun greeted him: "Are you hungry, let's see what your understanding girlfriend has prepared for you?"
Lin Jiashu was a little down-to-earth when he was drowsy, and he drank the soup obediently. When I finally woke up a little, I remembered and asked, "Didn't you say I went out to play for a week? I'll be back so soon."
"I mainly accompany Bai Lu to the concert, it's better to go back to Yunling City for shopping."
Lin Jiashu asked casually, "Is the concert good?"
Rong Chun is very willing to chat with Lin Jiashu about these useless nonsense. Who said that we must have a common language to play together
When it comes to her major, she has more to say: "It's good-looking, Pei Tangyu's voice is simple, although the singing skills are not as good as mine, and some of the notes are missing, but the song is really nothing to say, and the atmosphere of the scene is also very good. It's great, I'd love to have something like him..."
Before the word "talent" was finished, Lin Jiashu pulled the belt off her bathrobe.
"?"
Before Rong Chun could react, he was already kissing his lower lip. The smell of citrus in the hangover soup spread on the tip of her tongue, she squeaked, grabbed the short hair on the back of his head, and kissed him slowly back.