After the all-powerful secretary resigned, the aloof CEO fainted from tears

Feise is not open 24 hours a day. At four o'clock in the morning, most of the employees have already left work.

When Manager Liu left, he saw Mo Ran mixing drinks for Shen Zhixun, and he didn't dare to disturb him. He just turned off most of the lights, leaving the downlights around the bar.

It was already time to get off work, so he pushed the wine to Shen Zhixun and planned to get off work.

"Song Yuze is right, the wine you made tastes good."

Shen Zhixun took a sip of the wine she mixed and curled his lips into a smile.

Mo Ran stretched out his hand towards him, "If it's good, please give Mr. Shen a tip first. Oh, by the way, there is also overtime pay. For two hours, my hourly salary is one thousand. Please pay it in one lump sum."

"Haha..." This action of hers was quite familiar. Shen Zhixun squinted at her, "It's the bar's responsibility to work overtime. Your salary should be paid by the bar. What does it have to do with me?"

"When did Mr. Shen become so stingy? Even if he doesn't give up 2000 yuan?"

Mo Ran was too lazy to talk nonsense to him. She was so sleepy that she should have gone back to bed early, but now it was almost dawn and she was still blushing.

If she didn't go back, she might not even have the energy to go to work at Gilded Entertainment.

"Do I look like a victim?"

Shen Zhixun took out his wallet, took out a few hundred-dollar bills, and handed them to her, "This is a tip."

Mo Ran took it, it was only a few hundred yuan, which was not like Shen Zhisun's style at all.

"Thanks."

Mo Ran wanted to make some mockery, but he didn't want to talk nonsense to Shen Zhixun.

Anyway, I got a lot of tips tonight, and it didn't matter whether Shen Zhixun gave them or not.

"One cup is not enough, please have another cup."

Shen Zhixun suddenly stood up and approached her little by little.

He suddenly came over, startling Mo Ran.

The distance between the two was extremely close, Shen Zhixun's thin lips were right in front of him, and Mo Ran thought he was going to kiss her.

Even his heartbeat could not stop accelerating, so Mo Ran wanted to avoid him, but was stopped by Shen Zhixun, "Don't move."

His commanding tone was still the same as before.

Mo Ran wondered why she should listen to him. She wanted to move, but her whole body seemed to be frozen and she couldn't move.

Shen Zhixun is charming, especially when he is drunk, he exudes an aura of abstinence.

Unable to move, she could only watch as he got closer and closer to her. Just when Mo Ran thought he was going to do something, he just raised his hand and took down a bottle of red wine from the shelf behind her.

"If I order this bottle of red wine, does the commission count as yours?"

It turned out that he was just getting wine, but Mo Ran felt embarrassed and was too embarrassed to look at him.

"Forget it! Why don't you count it? Mr. Shen, just order a few more bottles. You are not short of money anyway."

Mo Ran flipped up her hair in a panic, and Shen Zhixun saw her reddish cheeks, and the smile at the corner of her mouth became deeper.

As luck would have it, Mo Ran happened to catch a glimpse of his crooked smile.

"You deliberately?"

"What on purpose?"

Shen Zhixun blinked and sounded innocent.

"You deliberately teased me!"

Mo Ran glared at him angrily, "Shen Zhixun, you are so boring!"

"The wine I wanted to get happened to be right behind you. I just took it conveniently because I was close. How could I be teasing you?" Shen Zhixun said, "Could it be that someone is still thinking about me, so that's why my heartbeat is speeding up? Bar?"

Mo Ran was so angry that he wanted to leave, "Mr. Shen's inner world is really too rich."

"Just leave like this?"

Shen Zhixun stopped her, "Don't you want the commission? This bottle of wine was produced in 73. It is one of the few Feixun wines for a long time. The commission is about five digits?"

Mo Ran stopped. If it were five figures, it would be at least tens of thousands of dollars?

Although he was already very sleepy, Mo Ran decided to hold on.

She had to make money and pay off her debts, so she had to endure it.

"What do you want, Mr. Shen? Do you want me to drink with you?" Before Shen Zhixun could agree, Mo Ran had already opened the bottle of wine, poured a glass for Shen Zhixun, and then poured another for herself.

Good wine is indeed good wine, and it smells so good.

She lowered her head and took a sip, "It tastes good."

But she didn't dare to drink anymore. She didn't drink tonight, so she could drive home.

"It tastes good, why don't you drink more?"

Seeing that she was just tasting the taste, Shen Zhixun asked.

"After all, it is Mr. Shen's good wine. As a bartender, how can I dare to drink more? Aren't you afraid that you will settle accounts with me?"

"Are you afraid that you won't be able to drive your car after drinking? After all, now that you have a driver's license, things are different!"

Mr. Shen mentioned the driver's license thing again, and Mo Ran smiled, "Yeah, if I didn't resign, I probably wouldn't have a chance to learn a driver's license in my life. I still have to thank Mr. Shen for letting me resign, so that I have the opportunity to learn a driver's license myself. Drive and go wherever you want. Mr. Shen's great kindness will never be forgotten."

"I'm getting more and more talkative." Knowing that she was mocking him, Shen Zhixun smiled and put down the wine glass. If she didn't accompany him, it would be meaningless for him to drink alone. "I drank and I can't go back. You send me , I’ll give you a tip.”

"I'm not free." Mo Ran refused without hesitation and turned around to leave. "If Mr. Shen wants to go back, I will stop the car for you on the side of the road and I will definitely instruct the driver to take you home personally."

"How about I give you fifty thousand?"

Shen Zhixun took out a card and handed it to her, "There is fifty thousand in this card, and the password is your birthday."

"No delivery!"

She would not pay attention to Shen Zhisun, she wished she could stay away from him.

Sending him home would mean returning to the mountainside villa again. If something happened, it would be too late for her to regret it.

Mo Ran refused while walking, thinking that Shen Zhixun would continue to say something.

But there was no movement at all behind him.

She turned around to look and found that Shen Zhixun had fallen asleep on the bar.

Mo Ran frowned and started to feel confused.

Leave him here and ignore him?Or drive him home?

He was so drunk, would something happen if he was ignored?

No, she couldn't be soft-hearted, and she definitely couldn't care about Shen Zhisun anymore!

Having made up his mind, Mo Ran prepared to go to the dressing room to change clothes.

After taking a few steps, there was a "bang" behind him, and Mo Ran was startled.

She quickly turned around and found that Shen Zhixun had fallen off the stool at some point, and fell heavily to the ground, still unresponsive.

Mo Ran walked over and kicked him a few times.

"Hey, Shen Zhixun! Are you okay?"

Mo Ran's strength was quite strong, but he still had no reaction.

Thinking that he was pretending to be drunk, Mo Ran increased his strength and kicked him in the back several times, but still no reaction.

"Shen Zhixun! Wake up!"

She bent down and patted his handsome face.

He seemed to be really drunk, his face was red from being slapped, and he didn't even move.

Only then did she remember that Shen Zhixun was actually a poor drinker.

So when she went out to discuss business with people, she would drink.

This was indeed the first time she had seen Shen Zhixun so drunk.

“If you don’t know how to drink, why should you imitate others?”

Mo Ran rolled his eyes and helped him up from the ground.

With great effort, he helped him to his car, and Mo Ran threw him in the back seat.

"boom!"

Shen Zhixun's head hit the car window and Mo Ran ignored it. Instead, he took out the card from his pocket.

"As promised, I'll send you back once, 5 yuan! In case you regret it, I'll take it first."

After putting away the bank card, Mo Ran helped him sit upright and fastened his seat belt before driving to the mountainside villa.