"Are you going to sit down?" Min Yu didn't speak like a guest to a drinker, but like a kind elder asking for advice from a younger generation, her tone condoning with a hint of pampering.
Shao Mingwei paused and couldn't help slandering: Does he have a choice? Then he came back to his senses and nodded, walked towards Min Yu and sat beside him. Several boys who came in together also sat next to other men.
Seeing several bosses with oily faces and big belly, Shao Mingwei was slightly fortunate: at least Min Yu's appearance was pleasing to the eye.
Ma Jialiang, who was sitting a little farther away from Min Yu, saw that he was ardent and close to a little cowboy, and remembered that he was polite and alienated to him, and even today's party was invited three times and four times, so he could not help but ordered Shao Mingwei sourly. : "It's rare that Boss Min likes you, so why don't you have a drink to Boss Min?"
It was obvious that Min Yu was the central figure in the room. As soon as Ma Jialiang's words fell, everyone's eyes fell on Shao Mingwei and Min Yu.
Hearing Ma Jialiang's words, Min Yu shook her head very slightly, as if helplessly, so that others would not notice, then turned her head and leaned back slightly on the sofa, looked at Shao Mingwei with a smile, and waited for him to toast.
Ma Jialiang's words were unpleasant, and another group of people were waiting to watch the excitement, and Shao Mingwei's throat filled with complicated feelings. However, the salary of the night is paid by the day, and people in this room have money and it is not easy to offend... With a thin lip, Shao Mingwei picked up the bottle and filled two glasses of wine, and took one of the glasses to toast. Xiang Min Yu: "Mr. Min, I'll give you a toast." After speaking, he drank a full glass of wine with his chin up, and then said, "You can do whatever you want."
Min Yu gave him face very much, smiled slightly, and slowly drank the wine in the glass while holding the small wine glass. He was beautiful and graceful. The wine stains soaked his lips that were in contact with the glass. Under the reflection of the light, Shao Mingwei was stunned. He didn't turn back until Min Yu lit the glass to him. God comes.
Min Yu turned her head and smiled at Ma Jialiang: "Okay, don't embarrass other children. I've already eaten my first glass of wine here, so hurry up."
Ma Jialiang also felt bored, and hugged the little boy beside him to greet others to drink. Min Yu's chat with the people on the other side slowly and leisurely, with the back of his head facing Shao Mingwei. Shao Mingwei couldn't help feeling that Min Yu couldn't drink enough, so after drinking a small glass of wine, his ears and back became red.
Shao Mingwei considers himself a big straight man, and especially resists the wine that accompanies men. When he walks to Min Yu, it feels like he is going to the execution ground. Shao Mingwei, who had been holding a heartstring, relaxed and was also a little confused. On the other hand, other people in the wine market either wanted to have a relationship with Min Yula, or wanted to make trouble with him, and kept persuading him to drink. Shao Mingwei remembered the other party's red ears, upholding the concept of living up to professional ethics, he poured the wine silently, and stopped the wine for Min Yu when he saw the gap.
After three rounds of drinking, the people in the box slowed down and talked in twos and threes. Min Yu was obviously a little drunk, and her eyes were blurred. Shao Mingwei was also half-drunk, sitting upright beside Min Yu, looking at Min Yu's empty glass, wondering if he should pour it. Min Yu suddenly approached him and whispered into his ear, "I remember you." He was not taller than Shao Mingwei, and he was more than half his head lower than the big boy beside him. Shao Mingwei, the wine smell in his mouth mixed with a touch of men's cold fragrance, and exhaled to Shao Mingwei's face under the heat. When Shao Mingwei heard the words, his nerves suddenly tightened, and he was half sober. He looked at Min Yu subconsciously and quickly looked away, he even felt that his eyes were dazzled, and he saw a trace of shyness in Min Yu's eyes.
Shao Mingwei's back tensed, not knowing how to answer.
The next second, Min Yu said, "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."
Shao Mingwei breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Min Yu again, which just happened to meet his gaze lightly. Min Yu was so drunk that her eyes were wet, the ends of her eyes were red, her eyes were gentle and tolerant, and she smiled at him with a crooked brow, a kind of meaning that Shao Mingwei couldn't understand clearly.
Shao Mingwei's Adam's apple moved up and down slightly, and suddenly he felt that the room was very hot, and the collar of his shirt was a little tight. He unwittingly unbuttoned the first button.
Min Yu saw it and asked, "Is it hot?"
Shao Mingwei made a "hmm" sound.
Min Yu immediately beckoned to the waiter who was waiting in the corner and told him to lower the temperature of the air conditioner.
So far, there is no communication between the two, only the drunk Min Yuruo leaned against Shao Mingwei, and Shao Mingwei stood stiffly until the end of the scene because of the soft touch on his side.
At about twelve o'clock, a group of people began to leave the venue, and some had to change places to continue the stall. It was President Ma again, who graciously invited Min Yu to go with him. Min Yu waved his hand and said that he really can't do it.
It stands to reason that although Min Yu was harassed by the crowd, Shao Mingwei drank half of it for him, and he cleverly avoided some of it himself, so he shouldn't be too drunk to walk. But the reality was the opposite, he was soft in Shao Mingwei's arms. Shao Mingwei once again felt that Min Yu's drinking capacity as a businessman was really not enough. Maybe the other party has a professional wine substitute, and maybe the salary is not low. Shao Mingwei was amused by the thought of seeing Qian's eyes open, and laughed in a low voice.
Min Yu was supported by him, she tilted her head and asked, "What is Xiao Shao laughing at?"
"Nothing." Shao Mingwei shook his head and thought: I didn't expect him to remember my surname. Then he lost his mind: Mr. Min is really light.
Seeing that he didn't answer, Min Yu didn't care, and suddenly thought of something: "That's what Mr. Ma is like, don't care, he's easy to get excited about."
Shao Mingwei remembered Mr. Ma's contemptuous eyes at the party, and laughed at himself, but he didn't take it to heart, and said, "No."
He sent Min Yu to the car, propping up the door with one hand and preparing to say goodbye. Min Yu suddenly said, "Xiao Shao."
Shao Mingwei didn't know what else he had to do, so he asked, "Mr. Min?"
I saw Min Yu fumbling for a while on his legs, took out a wallet from his trousers pocket, took out a small stack of red banknotes and folded them into Shao Mingwei's trouser pocket.
Shao Mingwei froze and wanted to take out money from his pocket and refused.
Min Yu held his hand lightly through the fabric of his trousers. There was no light on in the carriage, it was dark and quiet, and his posture was still calm and gentle. After a long while, he pursed his lips and smiled, and said slowly and softly: "Take it, I know you will use it..."
... Shao Mingwei thought of Shao Rong and couldn't say anything else to say no. His hand grasping the door unconsciously exerted force, and blue veins appeared.
Min Yu reached out and patted his drooping arm lightly: "It's getting late, go back and rest."
Shao Mingwei let go of his hand as if deflated, whispered goodbye to him, and closed the car door. He watched the sedan leave, knowing that with all the strength he had on his hands, at most a few fingerprints were left on the expensive door.
It will even be wiped clean tonight.
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