Ke Mingcheng loves to play and knows how to play. He used to have many friends and social events, and after taking over the position of vice president of Senlan, he has been even more so. There is no restaurant in Xing City that he has not eaten at. Some time ago, a friend recommended a Yunnan private restaurant. He happened to be nearby after finishing his work that day, so he decided to try it as a midnight snack.
He was satisfied with the meal, but he didn't expect to encounter something. When he was about to leave after the meal, he saw a familiar face in the corridor, Luan Qing, Zhuang Yiyun's deputy. He had only met him a few times before, but he had the impression that he was a cold person, not talkative, and looked... cold and indifferent. To be honest, he had seen many beauties, and Luan Qing was one of the pale beauties that he could remember.
But at this moment, Dr. Luan Qing, who was usually cold and aloof, was crying with the waiter in front of him, and he had already drunk the jar of Dai corn wine in front of him. The waiter was probably afraid that the drunk customer would do something, so he opened the door of the private room and tried to persuade him, but this person usually never talked to people, but when he was drunk, he cried with a stranger.
"Sir, please don't cry. What difficulties have you encountered? Why don't you call the police?" The waitress was helpless, and it looked like she was about to cry.
But Luan Qing just shed tears and said nothing. After listening to what she said, she didn't know how to refute and just shook her head.
"Sir, would you like to unlock your phone so I can contact a friend to pick you up?"
Luan Qing still shook his head, but this time he knew the answer and said, "I don't have any friends."
"this… "
Ke Mingcheng couldn't stand it anymore. He couldn't just sit back and watch his employees.
"Leave the people to me, you go and get busy."
The waitress turned around and was slightly stunned when she saw the well-dressed tall man. It would have been a good idea to get rid of this troublesome guest, but she still asked one more question with professionalism: "Sir, are you a friend of this guest?"
"Well, I'll take him back."
Upon hearing this, the waiter asked Luan Qing, "Sir, your friend said he is here to pick you up. Take a look, do you recognize him?"
Luan Qing's movements were slow, and he turned his head to look at Ke Mingcheng half a beat late, his eyes were hazy, his cheeks were red, and the moment he saw him, he narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was dissatisfied, but was suppressed by his remaining rationality. He seemed to be thinking about something, pursing his lips lightly, his lips moistened by the strong liquor were glistening, and crystal tears slid down from the corners of his eyes uncontrollably.
Ke Mingcheng had to admit that he was touched by that look.
He was used to seeing the romantic life, some of them were men and women throwing themselves at each other, and he had also maintained some relationships that were either deep or shallow, long or short, but he had never been involved with someone like Luan Qing. The cold and serious appearance was only slightly peeled off by the alcohol, and the revealed amorous feelings made his heart beat wildly. At that time, he only thought that it was the beauty that seduced him, but later he realized that they were supposed to be a couple, so he was moved like this.
"Luan Bo, do you still recognize me? Ke Mingcheng." He heard himself say, his voice a little low and unconsciously gentle.
When a man takes the initiative to coax someone, he usually has a purpose. The moment he says this, he knows his purpose is not pure. However... Senlan's important scientific research talent is not someone who can be easily taken to bed.
"Mr. Ke..." Luan Qing blinked and spoke after a while.
The waiter breathed a sigh of relief and quickly handed the person over to Ke Mingcheng and left.