The domineering president goes on a blind date

An Xiangbei thought Shang Xuanxuan didn't know about the model, so he started to explain.

"Last time I sent Xiaomin home, the water pipe in her house broke and the model you left at her house got soaked in water, so I bought you a new one."

"Oh."

Shang Xuanxuan lowered her head. The wontons were not hot, so she finished them in just two or three bites.

"I'm full, I'm leaving now."

Shang Xuanxuan did not stay in the office. She picked up the model and left.

An Xiangbei looked at Shang Xuanxuan's back, his eyes full of disappointment.

He didn't even ask me to eat.

The little incident in the morning did not interrupt An Xiangbei's work.

Even though Li Anhe was not around, he was still busy from morning to night as usual.

Knock, knock, knock. Secretary Li walked in.

"Assistant Ante, the third son of the Kong family has returned to the country and would like to invite you to dinner."

The Kong family and the Li family have always cooperated. The third son of the Kong family has always cooperated with the Li family. Old Kong wanted the third son to take over, so he openly and secretly asked the third son to have a good relationship with the Li family.

"I understand. You arrange it."

Although the Kong family is not as good as the Li family in North City, their overseas business is no worse than that of the Li family.

As night falls, the earth is shrouded in ink, and the twinkling lights are the last warmth of this city.

An Xiangbei stretched, picked up the car keys and went to meet Mr. Kong San.

Young Master Kong wanted to make friends with the Li family, so he naturally would not miss any opportunity to show his goodwill to the Li family. This time the meeting was held in the top-floor restaurant of the North City Hotel.

"Third Young Master, how are you?"

"Assistant Ante is very busy. Sorry to bother you."

Young Master Kong did not look for anyone else. There were only the two of them in the huge private room.

"Thank you Li for your support for our overseas business."

Master Kong San poured a glass of water for An Xiangbei.

"You are too polite, Third Young Master. The influence of the Kong family overseas cannot be compared with that of the Li family."

"Assistant Ante, let's not talk about work today. Let's try the good wine I bought from abroad. It is said that it has been treasured for a hundred years."

Mr. Kong San raised his hand, and his assistant brought a foam box. There were no gaps in the foam box, as if the red wine was wrapped in it.

The assistant pushed aside the foam, took out the bottle wrapped in a paper bag, and poured the wine into the decanter.

A strong smell of grapes hit his face. An Xiangbei took a gentle sip and found that it did not have the alcohol smell of other wines. Instead, the fruity aroma dominated.

An Xiangbei took a sip. The red wine tasted dense, slightly spicy, and had a hint of wood.

"Good wine, the best red wine really has the taste of barrels."

"I coaxed this out of the winery."

The two of them drank one cup after another and talked about the ever-changing business world and the helplessness in life.

It was late at night, and all the cars on the road had gone home to rest. Only the street lights were still shining in the cold night.

I drank a bottle of red wine. At first, nothing happened, but now the aftereffect of the wine is taking effect and the floor in front of me is dancing.

"Call a designated driver for Assistant Ant."

Mr. Kong San was commanding his assistant in a daze.

"Wait, call this, my personal driver."

An Xiangbei dazedly clicked on a phone number and put the phone into his assistant's hand.

Mr. Kong San's assistant contacted that number without giving it much thought.

"Assistant An, please continue later." Young Master Kong put his arm around An Xiangbei's shoulders, and An Xiangbei also patted Young Master Kong on the chest, indicating that there is a long way to go.

"There will be plenty of opportunities in the future. Take care, Mr. Kong San."

"Farewell."

After Mr. Kong San left, An Xiangbei's drunkenness became apparent. He closed his eyes and leaned back in the chair to take a nap.

"An Xiangbei, An Xiangbei, uncle, uncle."

Shang Xuanxuan patted An Xiangbei's face, and An Xiangbei slowly opened his eyes.

Shang Xuanxuan had already gone to bed, but she received a call from An Xiangbei, but the voice that came was that of another strange man.

An Xiangbei got drunk and wanted to find a designated driver.

Shang Xuanxuan got up without hesitation and went to the hotel.

"You're here, driving for me." An Xiangbei couldn't focus his eyes when looking at Shang Xuanxuan.

"You are really drunk. Forget it, it's rare that you are drunk for a while, just consider it as my repayment for a favor." Shang Xuanxuan pulled An Xiangbei's arm, and An Xiangbei stood up immediately.

"What's wrong? I'm not heavy."

“Not heavy, not heavy.”

Shang Xuanxuan knew that a drunkard would not be reasonable, so she had no choice but to let An Xiangbei put all his weight on her.

"Wait, wine, good wine, she likes it."

An Xiangbei picked up the empty wine bottle on the table and held it in his arms. The last few words he said were unclear. Shang Xuanxuan didn't understand and rolled her eyes.

"I'll hold it for you." Shang Xuanxuan tried to grab the empty wine bottle, but An Xiangbei was holding it too tightly.

"It's heavy. You can't lift it."

"It's quite heavy, so hold it carefully."

Fortunately, they were having dinner at the North City Hotel, otherwise, they would have to sleep on the street tonight.

Shang Xuanxuan booked a room and threw An Xiangbei on the bed.

"I finally understand why my sister hates her brother-in-law so much when he's drunk. He's just a pig. He's too heavy."

"I'm not heavy."

An Xiangbei sat up, holding the red wine, and looked at Shang Xuanxuan drunkenly.

Shang Xuanxuan grinned and sat next to An Xiangbei.

"You're not heavy, go to sleep."

An Xiangbei moved to the side, looking like a weak woman being robbed by a bully.

"We can't sleep, we're not fit."

"Why are we not suitable?" Shang Xuanxuan was in a playful mood and wanted to tease An Xiangbei.

"Because you are too young, and there is too much difference between us. You will be laughed at and scolded."

"So if no one laughs at us, can we be together?"

"can."

"do you like me?"

"like."

Shang Xuanxuan's heart skipped a beat, as if something was knocked down, and the playful expression on her face disappeared.

"Who do you like?" Shang Xuanxuan asked softly.

"you."

"who am I?"

"Shang Xuanxuan, a troublemaker."

"who do you like?"

"I like Shang Xuanxuan."

"Who likes Shang Xuanxuan?"

"An Xiangbei likes Shang Xuanxuan, An Xiangbei likes Shang Xuanxuan..."

This sentence was like a spell. An Xiangbei repeated it several times, then fell on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Shang Xuanxuan sat down beside the bed, looking at An Xiangbei's non-aggressive sleeping face. After a long time, she smiled.

Shang Xuanxuan settled An Xiangbei down and left the hotel without staying.

She looked at the street lights and realized for the first time that the light under the street lights was also warm.

The next morning, under the influence of alcohol, An Xiangbei had a splitting headache.

He staggered to the window and opened the curtains. The glaring sunlight reminded him that he would be late for work today.

An Xiangbei staggered into the living room.

"Assistant, you're awake."

Jin Xiaomin's sweet voice entered his ears and exploded in An Xiangbei's mind like a thunderbolt.

An Xiangbei stared at Jin Xiaomin blankly, unable to tell for a moment whether it was an illusion or reality.