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Chapter Seventy-Five

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    Chapter 75:

    "I heard Mr. Lu said that Ms. Shen works in the media?" Another man in a suit sitting across the table suddenly spoke.  Wei An looked at him, with a sharp and thin face, but a muscular figure like a robber.

    Wei An raised her eyebrows, she had a little impression of this person, he seemed to be called Zhou Kun, and Yu Fan had heard it mentioned before, it seemed that Yu Fan suddenly took the position that belonged to him by air, so she had not been able to deal with Yu Fan all the time.

    "It's not specialized in media, our company is involved in all aspects." Wei'an replied politely.

    "So that's how it is." Zhou Kun slanted the corner of his mouth, "I heard that Ms. Shen is now in the position of an executive, so she must have good connections and methods."

    Wei An frowned slightly, she could hear thorns in Zhou Kun's words, but she didn't want to reveal it, after all Yu Fan was still here, she wanted to take care of his face.  Smiling lightly, "Zhou Gong is overrated."

    I thought that Zhou Kun would shut up as soon as he was sensible, but he became more energetic when he didn't want him.  Picking up the red wine on the table, poured a full glass, put it on the turntable and turned it in front of Wei An.

    "Miss Shen, I offer you a toast."

    Wei An looked up at Zhou Kun, he was obviously here to provoke trouble, and wanted to embarrass Yu Fan by himself.  This man is really interesting. He is obviously not capable enough, and he has to blame people who are better than him. If he really knows the same level as him, he will be sick.

    "Zhou Gong, I'm so sorry, I don't know how to drink." Wei An calmly turned the wine glass back to Zhou Kun.  Looking back at Yu Fan, the haze in his eyes is gathering.

    "Miss Shen is really good at joking, like you guys who are engaged in public relations, how could you not know how to drink." The provocation on Zhou Kun's face became more and more obvious.

    The whole room suddenly became cold. The people at the table looked at Zhou Kun, Yu Fan with a stern face, and Wei An, who was being pressured by his side. How could the atmosphere of a good company party be so tense.

    "I won't let her drink." Yu Fan said lightly, his hawk-like eyes fixed on Zhou Kun, and the smile on his mouth gradually deepened, "Brother Zhou, why bother my girlfriend, why don't you come to me."

    Zhou Kun suddenly smiled, "There is no need for Mr. Lu to be so nervous, but he just wants to offer Miss Shen a glass of wine. Since Mr. Lu refuses to show his face, I won't force it. Only with Mr. Lu's company can I have a happy drink tonight."

    Wei An frowned slightly.  This Zhou Kun, must he put this contradiction here?  Looking around the seats, everyone looked disgusted. It seemed that there were many people who could not understand him.

    "Yufan, stop drinking, you'll be driving later." Wei'an said, tugging at Yufan's sleeve.  In fact, her idea is very simple, try not to get entangled with this kind of person, otherwise it will be endless.

    "Look, Brother Zhou, I have to drive later, how about we be alone next time?" Yu Fan understood what Wei An meant, and followed her words.

    "Don't dare to drink with me and speak directly." Zhou Kun raised his chin, "Unexpectedly, Mr. Lu is also afraid of guilt." He chuckled twice as he spoke.

    If you don't know how to fight back at this time, it will be too insulting to the title of leader of the poisonous tongue.  Wei An raised her eyebrows, looked at the arrogant Zhou Kun, and said, "Zhou Gong scolded two people with one sentence, you are forcing me. But after all, it is up to you whether the real gentleman is a fake villain or not."  Yufan wants to drive, so I'll drink with you. But I don't drink very well, and I can't satisfy your vanity if you win, and as for losing" Wei An didn't continue, stretched out her hand  Turning the turntable, took the wine glass, "Since Zhou Gong wants to fight for wine, how about a gentleman, listen to me?"

    Zhou Kun didn't expect Wei An to change his mouth suddenly, he raised his mouth and spread his hands, "Yes. How do you drink it?"

    Wei'an glanced at the red wine on the table, and then at Zhou Kun's disgusting face, "I have to go to work tomorrow, the red wine has too much stamina, let's drink white. The rules are very simple, I respect you as brother, I respect you  You drink as much as you want, I don't mean to force you, after all, our Yufan drinker is better than me."

    What he said, not only forced Zhou Kun to a corner, but also gave Yu Fan face.  Several people at the table couldn't help but slander in their hearts. Just now, Wei An was still embarrassed, so why is there a bit of a woman's posture now.  How did Yu Fan trick her?  Why can't they meet such a girl?  In a flash, I feel sad again,

    "Yes." Zhou Kun looked so arrogant that he didn't believe that he could be drunk by a girl.

    Yu Fan turned his head to look at Wei An, with an imperceptible smile on his lips.  Maybe it's because Wei'an's body is different, her stomach doesn't break down the alcohol, so she'll be fine if she drank too much, so what should she do the next day?  But even with this innate advantage, Wei'an still can't drink without drinking when socializing outside. She usually says that she is allergic to alcohol, and today she is going all out for him.

    waiterHe served two bottles of white wine, unpacked them and handed them to Wei An.

    Opened a bottle, took two large teacups, and began to pour wine into them.  When two teacups are filled, there is only one bottom left in a bottle of wine.  The people at the table couldn't help gasping, this drink will kill people.

    Wei'an stood up and gave Zhou Kun a cup, looked at the astonishment on his face, and smiled: "Since Zhou Gong said he listened to me, let's drink like this. One cup at a time, stop drinking when we can't do it, but we agree  Don't hold back, I don't want to end up going to the hospital for gastric lavage."

    Zhou Kun took the wine handed over by Wei An tremblingly, and couldn't help feeling a little regretful. He drank it like this, but he had to pour it after three glasses. He was clearly here to trouble others, so why did he get laughed at in the end?  However, now it is difficult to get off the tiger, so I can only bite the bullet and get on.

    There is a spicy taste that slides through the mouth until the esophagus, how real it feels to be burning.  Wei'an narrowed her eyes slightly, imagining that there was a glass of juice in the teacup in her hand, and swallowed it with her head up.

    After drinking a cup, she sat down and took a sip of tea to rinse her mouth.  On the opposite side, Zhou Kun's face was flushed, and he was staring at her angrily.  Take a break and have a second cup.

    After drinking the second cup, Zhou Kun was already dying, holding the corner of the table with a painful expression on his face.  The waiter opened the door and came in to serve the food.  Wei'an put a piece of pickled cucumber on Zhou Kun's plate.

    "Zhou Gong, eat more sour food, it will help break down the alcohol." The smile on the corner of his mouth is meaningful.

    Zhou Kun rested for a while, just about to eat something with chopsticks, but saw Wei An standing up again, holding a teacup full of white wine in his hand.  An inexplicable fear surrounded him, he stood up staggeringly, and took the teacup from Wei'an with trembling hands.  The dumb eating Coptis chinensis, suffering unspeakably is the true portrayal of him at this time.

    "Zhou Gong, I will do it first to respect you."

    Zhou Kun picked up the wine glass mechanically, and before he took a sip, he couldn't help the protest in his stomach, threw down the wine glass and ran out.

    A table of people looked at Zhou Kun's actions in astonishment, and they were all stunned for a moment.  Wei An stayed for a while, sat down, and asked Yu Fan worriedly:

    "Is he all right?" Yu Fan squinted at her, suppressed a smile, and shook his head.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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