After drinking a lot of wine, my stomach was burning like fire, and my head was very dizzy.
Ye Qingxin vomited on the sink in the hotel bathroom for a long time, then scooped up a few handfuls of cold water and patted her cheeks to feel better.
Looking up at myself in the mirror, the forehead is smooth and full, the eyebrows are picturesque, the nose is full of cherry lips, and the bloodshot eyes can't hide the rippling agility and purity.
Pulling the corners of her mouth, she wanted to laugh, but gave up after a while, she really couldn't laugh.
Turn on the faucet to wash away the filth in the sink, turn around and walk out of the bathroom.
Just out the door.
"Wipe your face." A dark blue handkerchief was handed to her.
Ye Qingxin was taken aback for a moment, then raised her head.
I was stunned again.
The man in front of him was expressionless, very serious, with a tall and straight figure, his deep eyes were calm and deep, and there was a majestic aura of a superior person invisible, which made people feel intimidated without knowing it.
Ye Qingxin was intimidated at this moment, and her heartstrings tensed inexplicably, very much like the mood of facing a serious and rigid head teacher in elementary school.
She knew this man, she had only met him at the wine table not long ago, he was the protagonist who was flattered and flattered by everyone, Bowei's boss Jing Boyuan.
Seeing her not moving for a long time, Jing Boyuan reminded: "Do you want me to wipe it for you?"
For a rich man to say this to a young and beautiful woman, it is inevitable that people will be suspected of being provocative, but when these words come out of Jing Boyuan's mouth, it becomes a very serious matter.
Ye Qingxin hurriedly reached out to take the handkerchief, and thanked him casually: "Thank you, Mr. Jing."
Jing Boyuan nodded slightly towards her, turned and left, walking steadily and calmly, with the mature charm unique to men of his age.
Ye Qingxin dawdled outside for a long time before returning to the private room. The dinner was coming to an end, and everyone was preparing to continue having fun in another place.
For this banquet, all the bosses of major companies and some politicians came. The rest of the young and good-looking girls were just like Ye Qingxin, to please these bosses and politicians.
"Xinxin, why did it take you so long to come back?" Tai Zhengting glanced at a middle-aged fat man with a shiny head and a big belly not far away, "Boss Huang is drunk, why don't you hurry up and pour tea."
The sound in the private room was very noisy, Tai Zhengting's voice was so low that only Ye Qingxin could hear it.
Ye Qingxin pursed her lips and did not move.
Before, this Mr. Huang was restless. In order not to be taken advantage of, Ye Qingxin could only divert his attention by drinking, which caused a burning pain in his stomach.
"I'm sorry uncle, I'm not feeling well and I want to go back and rest."
Ye Qingxin drooped her eyelashes, and when she said this, she was neither humble nor overbearing, and her tone was very calm.
Tai Zhengting's face was a bit ugly, and he leaned closer, and whispered in her ear: "Xinxin, uncle knows you are arrogant, but now is the critical time, you persevere, coax Boss Huang well, and help uncle win this project, your mother's hospitalization fee and your brother's tuition fee will be covered."
Ye Qingxin's face turned pale.
The hands folded in front of him could not stop twisting together, and the beautiful finger shapes were slightly twisted.
"Don't blame uncle, uncle has no other choice." Tai Zhengting's words were still ringing in her ears, and the warm breath smelling of alcohol sprayed in her immature ears, and she avoided it uncomfortably.
"I'm sorry uncle, you didn't say that you wanted me to drink with someone before you came here. I wasn't prepared at all."
The implication is that she doesn't want to accompany Mr. Huang.
Tai Zhengting looked at her with dim eyes, not knowing what he was thinking. At this time, President Huang caught a glimpse of Ye Qingxin coming back, and immediately dropped the beauty in his arms, and stretched out his arms to wrap her arms around her waist, "Little beauty, why did it take so long to come back? By the way, you haven't told me your name yet."
Ye Qingxin's entire body was stiff, and all her senses were focused on that salty pig's hand, until the salty pig's hand slid down her curvaceous back and pinched her buttocks, and she stood up in a 'bass'.
The sudden movement startled Mr. Huang, and he said coldly, "What are you doing!"
Ye Qingxin pursed her lips.
If she knew from the beginning that Tai Zhengting brought her out to do this, she would not come out no matter what.
Tai Zhengting saw that she was sticking like a stick, pulled her hard, and scolded: "What's wrong! Clumsy, hurry up and apologize to Mr. Huang!" Then he turned to Mr. Huang, "Mr. Huang, don't be angry, this is a newcomer to our company, and he is not used to it yet, so don't take it to heart."
"New here? Fresh graduates?" Mr. Huang's eyes suddenly became wretched, and he looked at Ye Qingxin as if he was looking at a plate of food.
Many college students who are graduating this year are still young and tender.
Ye Qingxin lowered her head.
Seeing Mr. Huang's salivating appearance, Tai Zhengting laughed and said, "No, she's only a sophomore. If Mr. Huang likes it, why don't you make an appointment for an in-depth exchange?"
Boss Huang was so happy that he showed two rows of yellow teeth, "That's a good thing, it's better to hit the sun than to choose a day, let's do it tonight, the little beauty will follow me in a while, and I will take you home tonight."
With such a blatant hint, the men present tacitly understood that they only wanted to watch a show with a pink color.
This kind of situation is not uncommon. For the sake of business, you can stuff money and beauties. If you are in a hurry, you can even squeeze out your wife, let alone a small employee in the company
Ye Qingxin's face turned pale, and she stared blankly at Tai Zhengting. The box was clearly well heated, but she felt cold all over.
Gritting her teeth, she still couldn't help it: "I'm sorry, Mr. Huang, our school is strictly closed, so I have to go back early."
Mr. Huang was rejected in public, felt that he had lost face, and was a little unhappy, "What? Talking to me can still wrong you? What do you think you are? I think you are your blessing, don't give shame! Don't you just want money? I have money. I have served me well, and I will give you as much as you want!"
I've seen Mr. Huang, a college student like her, a lot. He wants to be a whore but also wants to set up an archway.
Thinking of some indescribable scenes, Mr. Huang blushed with excitement, and then looked at Ye Qingxin, his eyes were so naked that he could see through his clothes.
at this time.
Jing Boyuan, who had been quietly sitting in the main seat smoking a cigarette, stood up.
As soon as everyone saw him move, they all immediately panicked.
Standing up, the originally noisy box suddenly became quiet, and the atmosphere became solemn.
Where Jing Boyuan walked, there was a reverent 'Mr. Jing'.
The status of Mr. Huang and Tai Zhengting is not high here, and the seats are arranged far away from the main seat.
Their attention has long been diverted from Ye Qingxin.
Jing Boyuan walked up to Ye Qingxin. He was tall and tall, about 1.89 meters tall. He easily snatched the light from her head and cast a shadow over her.
"See how familiar you are, which school?"
Ye Qingxin raised her head with a calm and magnetic voice, she didn't understand his sudden actions and questions, but she knew that she couldn't afford to offend him, even Mr. Huang, let alone Jing Boyuan, who didn't even dare to offend Mr. Huang.
"B is big." She answered honestly.
"What a coincidence, I also graduated from University B, we are considered alumni." Jing Boyuan turned his head and said to Tai Zhengting: "My little alumnus, you have to cultivate well, University B produces talents."
The tone is light, but it is irresistible.
After finishing speaking, his sharp eyes swept the audience, "I've invited friends to play golf at night later, is anyone interested?"
After asking this question, who dare not be interested
Jing Boyuan walked out of the box first, and the others followed, but before leaving, everyone gave Ye Qingxin a strange look, especially Mr. Huang, that look was like seeing a ghost.
Ye Qingxin is not stupid, Jing Boyuan's alumni's words were clearly to save her, and after he finished speaking, President Huang actually walked around her, let alone have an in-depth exchange.
Just, why
Ye Qingxin walked out of the hotel. Not long after the new year, the night in the capital was very cold.
She wouldn't pretend to think that Jing Boyuan had a crush on her. A man like him, who is in a high position and serious, how could he fall in love with a little girl like her who hasn't even grown her hair yet
jingle.
SMS alert tone.
Ye Qingxin sighed with her frozen hands, and took out her cell phone from her bag, it was a text message from Tai Zhengting.
— Xinxin, uncle is really forced tonight. Your mother fell from upstairs two days ago and broke her leg and needs money. My company has also encountered some difficulties recently. Mr. Huang’s project is very important to the company.
Ye Qingxin read every word very carefully.
It's just that every time I read a word, my heart feels cold.
Her mother has always been ill, and she broke her leg two days ago, which made things worse; her brother, who was sick and brain-destroyed when he was a child, needed to go to a special school; and she spent a lot of money on going to college, and her family has survived on the care of her uncle until now, and she is not even qualified to be angry.
The slender fingers tapped the screen a few times, and replied a text message to Tai Zhengting.
— I know, thank you uncle.
drop! drop!
There was a shrill whistle behind him.
Ye Qingxin lowered her head and took the phone and moved to the side.
drop! drop!
Keep honking.
Ye Qingxin looked up and saw a black Cayenne parked in front of her with the windows open, revealing a fat man's face.
"Hi, I'm Boss Jing's assistant, Luo Feng, Boss Jing told me to take you home, get in the car."
Ye Qingxin was a little surprised, and the alarm sounded in her heart. Jing Boyuan helped her again and again, but she always felt that something was wrong, and she didn't even want to blurt out her rejection: "Thank you, but no need, the subway station is in front, I can take the subway back."
Luo Feng opened the car door and got out of the car with a serious face: "I'm just following Mr. Jing's orders, please cooperate and don't embarrass me."
His serious appearance is very similar to Jing Boyuan.
Probably this is what kind of boss, there is what kind of subordinates.
Seeing his attitude of 'he won't let her get in the car', Ye Qingxin thought for two seconds before getting in the car.
The car quickly merged into the traffic flow.
Luo Feng glanced at the rearview mirror for a while, and looked at the rearview mirror for a while, looking like he wanted to say something, while Ye Qingxin just stared at the night view outside the car window.
"That..." Luo Feng finally asked, "What's your name?"
"My surname is Ye." Ye Qingxin's answer was reserved.
Luo Feng didn't mind, "When did you meet Mr. Jing?"
It's not that he wants to gossip, it's that he has been with Boss Jing for ten years, this is the first time Boss Jing asked him to take a woman home, and it's a little girl he's never seen before, so he's a little curious.
"I don't know." Ye Qingxin told the truth, although Jing Boyuan's name was very popular, she had heard of him a long time ago and knew him, but she didn't know him. Speaking of which, tonight was the first time she saw him.
"Don't know?" Luo Feng yelled strangely, and then felt that he was too surprised, cleared his throat, and found a step for himself, "Do you know why Mr. Jing rescued you?"
Ye Qingxin was taken aback for a moment, and asked back, "Why?"
She wants to know too.
Luo Feng pretended to be calm, "You don't know either? I thought you knew."
Ye Qingxin: "..." She also thought he knew.
The car quickly stopped at the gate of B.
Ye Qing thanked her heartily, opened the door and got out of the car.
Luo Feng squinted his eyes and looked at Ye Qingxin's back. The girl was about twenty years old, tall and thin, wearing a linen woolen coat, she looked very thin, with a simple ponytail that flicked as she walked, full of playfulness and vigor.
Just as a beautiful girl in her prime, with a clean and pure temperament, he gave a pertinent evaluation in his heart.
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