Dressed as the favorite of the three villain brothers

After returning to the room, Cen Nanqi rested for a while, found a SpongeBob pajamas from the closet, and went to take a bath.

On the other side, imagine it.

Rock music, criss-cross lights.Secretary Chen followed his president to a box.

High-concentration wine filled the table with the waiter's movements.

Watching the president drink cup after cup, there was no hesitation.

In an instant, more than half of the wine on the table was empty, and different types were still poured alternately.

Secretary Chen couldn't stop him even if he wanted to, so he could only watch the president drink one cup after another.

He wanted to help out with a few drinks, and then called a valet driver. Looking at the president's fierce eyes, he seemed to protect the wine like food.

Secretary Chen could only put down the wine glass cowardly, watching the president continue to drink one cup after another.

Drink until the stomach feels a little uncomfortable and continue to drink.

It turned out that she felt this way at the beginning, Yin Zhuoyan's eyes turned red, she continued to pick up a cup, and poured it down without hesitation.

"President, I really can't drink any more, and something will happen if I drink any more." Secretary Chen didn't care about the relationship between superiors and subordinates at this time.

Immediately, he grabbed Yin Zhuoyan's hand that was still holding the wine.

"Get out" Yin Zhuoyan shook off Secretary Chen's hand, poured the wine in the glass down to his mouth, not a single drop remained.

Under Secretary Chen's hard work, Yin Zhuoyan endured the severe pain in his stomach, tried his best to drink all the wine on the table, and then slumped on the sofa unsteadily.

Finally, Yin Zhuoyan drank himself into the hospital.

After Secretary Chen called 120, he was sent to an ambulance.

Yin Zhuoyan stared blankly at the white walls of the hospital, the severe pain in his stomach still existed, but his face was expressionless.

"Why did you let him drink so much? He drank until his stomach was perforated, and if he was sent later, the gods would not be able to save him."

The doctor was talking about Secretary Chen.

"Yes yes yes, I missed him." Secretary Chen admitted his mistake humbly, thinking in his heart: I will really thank you for being the CEO! !

"You too, if young people don't take their bodies seriously, don't they just lose their love? There are ups and downs in life, these will be experienced, why bother to abuse yourself like this."

The doctor prescribed medicine for him, and told him: "After the infusion of this bottle of medicine, go back and have a good rest. Do not eat spicy food in the near future, and eat a light diet."

"Good doctor." Secretary Chen quickly agreed.

Secretary Chen looked at the back of the doctor leaving, turned around and looked at his president who still had an expression of not getting close to strangers, and couldn't help but sighed slightly.

After coming out of Bo Zhai, something is wrong with the president.

It turned out that the usually aloof CEO would look like this when he fell into the galaxy of love.

Is it Miss Cen who doesn't accept the president?Impossible, Miss Cen's love for the president is written all over her face.

Damn, Secretary Chen looked at the president's empty eyes, and felt that this god-like man was no different from ordinary people in love.

Finally the infusion ended.

Secretary Chen looked at the quiet and well-behaved president in the back seat, and couldn't help but relax his vigilance, and drove to Beiting.

When he arrived, he saw the president still obediently sitting on the back seat. When he got closer, he realized that his president was drunk.

Secretary Chen: "..." He is really a big wronged.

Seriously helped Yin Zhuoyan onto the sofa.

Looking at the man lying directly on the sofa, he is very obedient.

Secretary Chen rolled his eyes speechlessly.

Thinking of the cleanliness of his own president, he knelt down to help Yin Zhuoyan take off his shoes, and took the shoes to the porch to put them away, but when he came back, he couldn't see Yin Zhuoyan on the sofa.

Secretary Chen patted his head and let out a long sigh: "My God~"

Finally found Yin Zhuoyan in the cellar, at this time he was holding a bottle of wine drinking, and there were still a few empty bottles rolling on the ground.

Seeing this, Secretary Chen's forehead twitched, and he rushed up to snatch the bottle from Yin Zhuoyan's hand.

Hu watched Yin Zhuoyan covetously from behind, fearing that he would come up to snatch her.

Yin Zhuoyan looked at Secretary Chen who suddenly appeared, his alcohol-numbed brain slowly stared at him.

When Secretary Chen was about to lose his gaze, he murmured, "Just..."

Secretary Chen: "???"

Suddenly, Yin Zhuoyan's eyes turned red, and his voice choked up: "I'm sorry, Cen Zhizhi, I'm sorry, I'm really uncomfortable, I'm so uncomfortable...Wow."

Suddenly Yin Zhuoyan vomited a mouthful of blood, and the stomach that had just been relieved began to ache again.

Shocked, Secretary Chen quickly put the wine aside, walked over to help Yin Zhuoyan, and wanted to take him out of the cellar.

"No...I still want to drink."

Yin Zhuoyan at this time is like a stubborn child.

"President, you really can't drink anymore, Miss Cen will be worried if you look like this."

Secretary Chen at the side forcefully persuaded him.

Yin Zhuoyan's hand held by Secretary Chen stopped struggling when he heard the words Miss Cen, and muttered to himself: "Cen only."

Suddenly, as if remembering something, she struggled vigorously again, and shouted while struggling: "You are lying, she no longer likes me, and she is no longer willing to forgive me."

I saw the usually cold and domineering president, now as weak as a boy next door, pitiful and helpless.

Secretary Chen looked at him helplessly, because he had never seen such a fragile president, so he could only coax him: "Why? You are such an excellent president, how could Miss Cen not like you?"

Yin Zhuoyan looked at Secretary Chen blankly, as if he was trying to discern the truth of his words, the paralysis of alcohol and the pain in his stomach made his eyes wander a bit.

"I... I'm sorry for her, I hurt... her, she won't forgive me, she won't forgive me." Yin Zhuoyan's red eyes rolled down a line of tears.

Aggrieved like a puppy on the side of the road, as if abandoned by its owner.

Seeing the president like this, Secretary Chen felt a little uncomfortable, so he called Cen Nanqi.

Cen Nanqi was wearing fluffy pajamas and was drying his hair.

"I used to be unable to extricate myself from the size of the world, and I was also addicted to it in my dreams. I couldn't tell the truth, and I wasn't afraid of jokes..."

Cen Nanqi found that this world is no different from the real world, the difference may be that she is richer.

She felt that the original owner's taste was not very good, so she set the phone's ringtone to the most popular song on Douyin: The wind is blowing.

Um?Now at this point, who's calling her?

Wiping his hair, he picked up the phone.

"Hello?" A sweet voice came from the other end of the phone.

Hearing the familiar voice, Yin Zhuoyan immediately gave up struggling and stared straight at the phone in Secretary Chen's hand.

Secretary Chen noticed the president's reaction, and his lips twitched slightly, but he still said dutifully: "Miss Cen, good evening, I am Xiao Chen, the secretary of President Yan."

"Oh, hello, what can I do?" Cen Nanqi asked politely as he continued to wipe his hair without any disturbance.

"It's like this, Mr. Yan is drunk, and now he refuses to take a good rest."

"Oh, it's none of my business, go see a doctor." Cen Nanqi said bluntly.

Listening to Cen Nanqi's voice, Yin Zhuoyan's eyes dimmed.

Secretary Chen looked at the lonely eyes of his own president, and after all, he couldn't bear it. Why did you go when Miss Cen was chasing you, and now you are chasing after you when they stop chasing you.

Of course, Secretary Chen only dared to force these words in his heart.