Yan Shu really hope they tasted.

So to face him, and made to Cheng Ann was very jumpy, even the Qin and Han Guan expressions are pondering them, like casually asked: "? Yan Xiao Zheng total before we know."

Yan Shu Wang just smiled and did not specifically say so.

Once over very beautiful, do things like add the words are soft filter, Yan Shu Wang is a high rate slow frame of film magazines, which are willing to jump on him and then something more than required, it is afraid of becoming a beauty not happy .

Also ate food, drank wine, of course, is to get on the ground Zhang Jin, he could not walk to walk straight, shoulders draped Zheng complained to Ann: "! Your kid is really wild ah drinker"

Zheng not be safe to drink on the face, facial expression did not change even now, to help people called on behalf of driving, leaning on the back seat: "go to bed earlier ah brother, next time we drink."

Zhang Jin only waved effort, he dreaded to speak on the spit.

Luo Yan did not drink, ready to drive yourself back to Ann Zheng told a few came back to the hotel entrance, the Qin and Han Guan smoke being against the wall, saw his cocked eyebrow.

"I am sent away?" He asked.

Zheng to Ann nodded: "to help you also called on behalf of driving."

Qin and Han Guan looked at his face: "You're a bottomless wine ah."

Zheng to Ann laughed: "In fact, too much, but can make it."

Qin and Han Guan evidently does not believe in him, a man went downstairs waiting for the bus.

Because the hotel was built in the mansion, they are outside toilet, Zheng received a handful of water to Ann flutter in the face, eyes closed propped the table, shook his head.

He just really is not against the Qin and Han Guan modest, today's wine is really drunk.

Exhaled air was full of the smell of liquor, to Zheng An unbuttoned collar, and bent over Jushui, etc. and then looked up, suddenly he found the mirror more personal.

Yan Wang Shu cigarette in his mouth, he looked in the mirror.

Zheng Ann woke up next to God, unconscious smile, nodded his head and asked: "? Yan did not always go"

"Pee." Yan Shu Wang cigarette in his hand, he said, had a straightforward and rude words, his eyes staring at Zheng to Ann's face, "drunk?"

Zheng to Ann hesitated, he does not want to expose the depth of his own inability to drink in front of the partners, but against Yan Wang Shu instinct not seem to be lying, so he had to be ambiguous, "ah" sound.

Yan Wang Shu points down on the cigarette.

His hair is long, tie up the cigarette lighter when the tail will slide to the front of the shoulder, and finally re-whisk him to go to the back of the neck.

Zheng's attention to the safety unconsciously be holding his girlfriend had intercourse where there are almost that long hair, even when doing the same action, Yan Shu Wang also did not appear to be feminine.

"See what?" Yan Shu Wang raised his eyes, he is not the kind of security to Zheng obvious double eyelids, pick the end of eye elongated, Ghost in the United States like special suction scholar yang demon.

Zheng affront to the security conscious, murmured "Sorry."

Yan Shu Wang did not ask him what sorry, but suddenly a few steps closer, leaned pressure up.

Zheng An even be drunk unresponsive, did not move completely to the point, he single-handedly propped sink, hand hold the Yan Shu Wang's shoulder, the results of each other's strength bigger than he thought.

Zheng to Ann mysteriously closed his eyes, Yan Shu Wang in his ear, "laugh" out: "Zheng always thought that what I have to do?"

Zheng to Ann: "?"

Yan Wang Shu across his long arms stretched, pulled out a piece of tissue paper from the opening in the bottom of the mirror.

Zheng Yu'an: "..."

Yan Shuwang seemed to find it very interesting, he laughed again, handed the tissue to Zheng Yu'an, and said, "Wipe your face and wake up."

Chapter 6

Zheng Yu'an was a little embarrassed, not because he had a sentimental misunderstanding of what Yan Shuwang wanted to do to him, but because he was overreacting and didn't seem generous enough.

Drinking does not delay things, but drinking too much is not necessarily the case.

Zheng Yu thought at ease, but fortunately Yan Shuwang didn't care.

Now that have eaten and drank wine, it will be easier to do whatever want later. The branch policy was answered quickly, and Zheng Yu'an sent the drafted first version of the contract to Zhang Jin the next day.

I didn't expect the other party to call back in the afternoon.

After coming and going for such a long time, can have feelings for each other by shouting a few times with a dog, let alone with a partner.

Zheng Yuan's tone was a little intimate when he answered the phone, he called out "brother" and asked, "Are you satisfied with it?"

There was a strange silence on the other end of the phone, and a alcoholic voice sounded: "Hello, I'm Yan Shuwang."

Zheng Yu'an: "..." It doesn't seem to be a disadvantage for this brother's cry.

At the stage of finalizing the contract, it is understandable for the CFO of the other company to call for consultation. Yan Shuwang raised a few questions about the return of funds.

"This is just the first version of the contract." Zheng Yu'an took out a cigarette case from the pocket of his suit hanging on the chair, "Yan can always mark the question, and we'll discuss it later."

Yan Shuwang said: "There are not many problems."

Zheng Yu'an lit a cigarette, and he smiled: "Then we are going to draft the second version of the contract."

Yan Shuwang said "um". He didn't hang up immediately, and Zheng Yuan couldn't hang up either. He listened to the other side while smoking, until Yan Shuwang suddenly asked him, "Is Mr. Zheng still dizzy?"

Once he drinks too much alcohol, hangovers are inevitable. When he came to work this morning, Chen Li also said that he smelled of alcohol. Now Yan Shuwang suddenly mentioned it, and Zheng Yuanan thought of the humiliating embarrassment of yesterday.

"I got a good night's sleep. It's much better." After being immersed in the society for so many years, a little embarrassment will not make Zheng Yu'an's mood fluctuate. He said calmly, "Thank you for your concern, Mr. Yan."

Yan Shuwang seemed to laugh, and he lowered the volume, like a glass of wine shaking: "Mr. Zheng has a lot."

Zheng Yu'an only felt that his auricle was inexplicably hot, he took a breath of cigarette into his lungs, and then slowly exhaled, when he heard Yan Shuwang ask him for his mobile phone number.