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Chapter 72 Company Team Building
In order to celebrate Mu Ling's successful departure from the circle, Wen Yu specially led the company's employees to organize a team building session at the Dingran Hotel, and everyone cheered together.
"Whoever gets down first today is the dog." Wen Yu raised the bottle boldly.
Everyone responded one after another, and the atmosphere instantly became lively.
"I want a drink." Yi Man yelled and stood up: "I want a juice!!"
Wen Yu said helplessly: "Can you have a female star image!"
"You didn't say you can't drink it!" Yi Man protested angrily: "You are partial."
Wen Yu shrugged, "If you want to drink juice, just ask the waiter for a bottle of orange juice!"
Yi Man curled her lips: "Don't play anymore, it's boring." After speaking, he sat down angrily.
"Okay, you can play however you want, not talking about you." Wen Yu smiled, beckoned the waiter over, and asked him to bring three boxes of beer, one box of red wine, and a bottle of juice.
"Today, everyone drinks to their heart's content and enjoys as much as they want."
the crowd cheered
"Boss Wen is wise!"
"Thank you Mr. Wen!"
...
The atmosphere gradually heated up, and everyone drank and chatted together, which was warm and lively.
Suddenly someone reminded Wen Yu: "Mr. Wen, isn't Mu Ling the protagonist today? How about meeting Mu Ling?"
Wen Yu smiled: "I won't participate anymore, I'm afraid that Mu Ling will dislike me as an eyesore, hahahahahahahaha!"
Everyone roared with laughter.
Coincidentally, when Mu Ling came back from the bathroom, when he heard Wen Yu's words, he slightly raised his eyebrows: "What are you talking about?"
"Muling!" Some employees cheered: "Muling finally appeared!"
Mu Ling walked over to Wen Yu and sat down, "Speaking ill of me?"
Wen Yu suppressed a smile: "How dare you! We're saying you're handsome."
Mu Ling glanced at him: "I think you are more handsome."
Everyone immediately booed: "Yes, yes, we all think Mr. Wen is prettier than celebrities!"
"Shut up!" Wen Yu scolded with a smile, "Otherwise I'll really beat you!"
"Okay, okay!" Lin Jiayun smoothed things over: "Let's continue playing the game!"
Everyone continued to play the game happily.
Playing until very late, everyone was a little drunk, Wen Yu's cheeks were flushed, and his mind was a little confused.
The phone rang, Wen Yu reached out to touch the phone, and pressed the connect button: "Hello?", Wen Yu's drunken voice was soft and sweet, with a long tail and a bit of laziness.
Jiang Mo's voice was particularly provocative in the silence of the night: "Ayu, are you over there? Do you need me to pick you up?"
Wen Yu was so dizzy that when he heard Jiang Mo's voice, he felt hot all over. He licked his dry lips, and his voice was soft and flattering: "Don't make noise, I'm drunk..."
"Are you drunk?" Jiang Mo was surprised: "Where is it? I'll go find you?"
"I'm at... Dingran Hotel." Wen Yu muttered vaguely: "Come on.
Jiang Mo: "I see, you stay there obediently and don't run around, I'll be right there!"
"Don't lie to people!" Wen Yu groaned: "You are a puppy if you lie to people."
Jiang Mo said dotingly: "Well, I'm a puppy."
After hanging up the phone, he stood up shaking: "I'm a little drunk, you play, I'm going to rest for a while."
Wen Yu looked up at the crowd and snorted softly: "You can move around freely, don't worry about me."
Wen Yu staggered and walked to the bathroom.
"Mr. Wen, where are you going?" Lin Jiayun called to him worriedly: "I'll help you!"
"No need!" Wen Yu waved his hand and walked towards the bathroom, feeling drowsy all the way, walked to the sink, turned on the faucet, splashed water on his face, trying to wake himself up,
But his mind was even more clouded, and he leaned against the cold tile wall and panted heavily.
There was a sound of footsteps from far to near, Wen Yu squinted his eyes and turned his head to look over, vaguely seeing a tall and slender body.
Wen Yu blinked, carefully identified, but couldn't see who that person was, he shook his head, and cursed softly: "Fuck, I drank too much."
"Little taro!" The man's voice faintly rang in his ears.
Wen Yu barely opened his eyes, only to see a pair of black leather shoes magnified in front of his eyes.
He frowned: "...Han Zichuan?"
"It's me." Han Zichuan bent down and hugged Wen Yu into his arms, "Are you drunk?"
Dingran Hotel is one of the properties under Han Zichuan's name. Tonight, he came to talk about writing cooperation, but unexpectedly met Wen Yu, who was drunk. The strong aroma of wine on his body, like an aphrodisiac, made his blood boil.
"Hmm." Wen Yu struggled a bit, "Let go of me, it's so uncomfortable..."
Han Zichuan stared down at the young man in his arms. His eyes were wet, his fair and tender face had a faint peach color, his seductive and criminal lips were slightly parted, and the mouth was filled with the mellow taste of fruit wine. Han Zichuan's throat was slightly tight, wishing he coulddevour him.
Wen Yu pushed him: "Why are you..."
"I'll take you back to your room." Han Zichuan said hoarsely.