Before Song Qingman could react, President Zhang suddenly strode up to her and raised his right hand to hug her.
It turned out to be this kind of cross neck.
She understands.
Two people hug each other, their necks stick together, and the hands holding the wine glasses go around each other's shoulders to drink.
This method was originally used to tease the newcomers at the wedding ceremony, but I don't know when it started. In some wine bureaus, someone proposed to drink neck wine.
Of course, the vast majority of those who came up were greasy old men.
For example, this one in front of you.
Seeing Mr. Zhang's entire face was about to be pressed against him, Qin Zhuifeng who was beside him almost jumped up, and could not hold back at the last moment.
Because he saw Song Qingman move.
Song Qingman quickly took a few steps back to avoid Mr. Zhang's hand.
Mr. Zhang was in vain, and his face was a little ugly, "Assistant Song, it's your fault to avoid it."
Song Qingman said silently in her heart: he is a client, he is a client.
Then he raised a smile and said with a half-truth and half-fake smile: "I've been trained, my body and reaction are very sensitive, and I don't like to touch people, what should I do if I accidentally hit you?"
Mr. Zhang was stunned, and then stared at her face meaningfully, "How can a beautiful woman do such a hard work, Assistant Song probably won't reward her face with this glass of wine."
"Where is it?"
Song Qingman raised her wine glass and toasted him, "I will drink this third glass of wine with pleasure."
After finishing speaking, he raised his head and did it all.
The neat and straightforward movements make others look at her differently, and the boss who knows a little bit about current affairs will also push the boat down this level.
It's a pity that Mr. Zhang has just signed a contract of over 100 million yuan with Qiyan Group at this moment, and he also drank two glasses. After drinking the third glass of wine, he suddenly felt unable to hold back his face, as if he saw people around him covering their mouths and making fun of him.
Not even a woman can handle it.
"Asshole!"
Mr. Zhang got into trouble in an instant, and smashed the wine glass in his hand on the ground, and the amber liquid in the glass splashed high.
"You little assistant, how dare you not buy my face! Did I let you have a third glass of wine?"
Song Qingman frowned, this kind of old man's making things difficult is really disgusting.
"Mr. Zhang, don't mind, I"
"Pour her wine!"
Mr. Zhang waved his hand, thinking that someone would serve the wine soon, but after waiting for several seconds, the box was quiet, and no one moved.
"What are you doing?"
Mr. Zhang looked at his people angrily: "Didn't I let you serve wine?"
"Mr. Zhang."
A subordinate standing in front of him spoke nana, "Look at this"
Following the voice of the subordinates, several people moved away wisely so that Mr. Zhang could see the current situation clearly.
Mr. Zhang stared at the past with drunken eyes.
I saw Qin Zhuifeng sitting on the sofa with a cold face. There was no one around him, and everyone around him was stunned by his aura and took the initiative to retreat.
When Mr. Zhang met Qin Zhuifeng's eyes, he couldn't help shivering, and most of the alcohol on his body disappeared in an instant.
"Hey, this, this"
Mr. Zhang rubbed his hands in embarrassment, and loudly accused the young lady who stepped aside, "How do you do things? Leave Vice President Qin alone! Hurry up and have a few drinks with Vice President Qin!"
Two or three ladies looked at each other a few times, and secretly pushed each other away.
This man is as handsome as he is handsome, but he is too scary, and his life is the most important thing.
"Aren't you going?"
President Zhang urged angrily.
"Or,"
Qin Zhuifeng lifted his lips and smiled: "Mr. Zhang, how about you sit down and have a drink with me?" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com