Who said I wasn't married [entertainment circle]

"Bring a bottle of the strongest wine." Sun Zhihe ordered the waiter at the door as soon as he arrived in the private room.After giving these orders, he lowered his head and said something quietly. After listening, the waiter looked at Song Ci strangely.

Song Ci didn't play Tai Chi with him, and directly said that he didn't drink alcohol, which made Sun Zhihe suffocate.

"Sit down, Professor Song." Sun Zhihe lit a cigarette and blew smoke rings at Song Ci.

Song Ci was very sensitive to the smell of cigarettes and hated it, so neither he nor Ye Che smoked.

Sometimes Ye Che would go out to a party and bring back the smell of cigarettes, and he would change his clothes and take a shower first to prevent him from smelling it.

"Mr. Sun, if you continue like this, we will have nothing to talk about." Song Ci looked at him coldly.

"Farewell, Professor Song, I think we are destined to have a good chat tonight." Sun Zhihe was still smoking his cigarette, his tone getting greasy.

"That's really embarrassing, Mr. Sun. I'm here today to talk about work. As for other things, you can talk to whoever you like. If you don't talk about the business, then I'll leave." Song Ci I think this Sun Zhihe is even more disgusting, and I wish I could leave now.

But he couldn't leave yet, he had to get something out of Sun Zhihe's mouth, so that it would help them defeat him later.

Sun Zhihe seemed to have expected that Song Ci would not leave, so he didn't stop at all.

Just as the two of them froze, the waiter came in to deliver the wine, and brought in a bottle of mineral water by the way.

After the waiter left, Sun Zhihe handed the bottle of water to Song Ci with a hint of showing off: "Professor Song, I know you don't drink here, so I asked them to bring you a bottle of water."

Song Ci resolutely refused: "Thank you, but I don't need it. It's better for us to get down to business."

In fact, Song Ci has nothing to do with whether he talks about investment or not.Anyway, Boss Hou's share in the project is slowly decreasing, and Zhang Fang is their main investor.

So Sun Zhihe's threat to them did not exist at all.

The point is that Sun Zhihe and Boss Hou may have been poisoned. This is not only about their project, but also about the law.So Song Ci must come to explore the tone.

Sun Zhihe saw that Song Ci didn't drink and didn't try to persuade him any more, he just lit another cigarette and blew up fog.

"I can invest this money, and it's just for the development of my hobby. It's just this condition..." Sun Zhihe looked at Song Ci at this point, and then puffed out another puff of white smoke, "You know, we businessmen don't Suffer."

Song Ci knew what he wanted, but pretended not to understand: "Mr. Sun, you can rest assured in terms of benefits. Our contracts are clearly marked, and you will earn money."

Sun Zhihe saw that Song Ci did not understand, and wanted to hint again, but was cut off by Song Ci: "Mr. Sun, you have evaluated us, and we also need to evaluate you. Can you provide some relevant materials about your company? You are also a businessman, Know this."

Song Ci wanted to find some clues through this method.

I don't know if this Sun Zhihe is too smart or too guilty, no matter what Song Ci says, he will drag the topic to other places.

"Mr. Sun, I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to cooperate with you like this." Song Ci spread his hands at him, then stood up, "We will cooperate again if we are destined."

"Farewell, Professor Song, I have something to discuss." Sun Zhihe panicked when he saw that Song Ci didn't intend to continue talking.

Song Ci stood firm for a while, with a firm attitude: "I don't think it's necessary. Since Mr. Sun lacks sincerity, we dare not cooperate. Although we are short of funds for this project, it is not possible for anyone to cooperate."

Song Ci intended to provoke him.

"This..." Sun Zhihe showed embarrassment, he even forgot to smoke, and just let it burn by itself.

Seeing his expression, Song Ci knew that he was hesitant, so he took advantage of the victory to pursue: "Although the boss of our project wants to divest, there are still several companies that want to cooperate with us, and we are slowly investigating."

Sun Zhihe was completely panicked. Originally, he thought that the initiative was in his hands, and he could properly raise conditions with Song Ci.But now, according to Song Ci, he is still a spare tire?

"Don't, don't, Song Ci, Professor Song." Sun Zhihe pinched out the cigarette and changed his tone.

"Huh?" Song Ci frowned at him, his expression seemed a little impatient.

Sun Zhihe took a deep breath and seemed to have made up his mind: "Okay, I will cooperate with you! The company information will be sent to you when I go back."

After he finished speaking, he took out another cigarette from the cigarette case and lit it.

Song Ci raised the corners of his mouth slightly, his smile was fleeting, and no one saw it.

"Since we have discussed it, I will not accompany you. I wish you a good time." Song Ci turned to leave.

Unexpectedly, a hand was placed on the shoulder.

Song Ci doesn't like strangers touching him, let alone such a posture.Immediately turned around and twisted the arm.

"Hey! It hurts, hurts, hurts!" Sun Zhihe cried out with a distorted expression.

Song Ci shook off his arm in disgust, and then said with disgust in his tone, "Is Mr. Sun still doing something?"

"Professor Song won't you have a drink or two?" Sun Zhihe was completely different from the one who had his tail trampled on just now, his hooligan temperament was fully exposed.

Sun Zhihe is too difficult to deal with, it is useless to be gentle with him, he must be ruthless to be honest.

Song Ci really wanted to beat him up on the spot, but Sun Zhihe was fat and strong, and he might suffer a disadvantage if he fought with him.

Now that Ye Che hasn't come yet, Xiao Zhou doesn't know what's going on inside, so neither of them can come here in time.If he really can't beat the situation will be even more troublesome.

So Song Ci sat down, then took a wet tissue from the table and wiped his hands carefully.

Although Song Ci didn't usually drink much, he could drink enough, so he poured himself a glass and drank it in front of Sun Zhihe.

"President Sun is satisfied now?" Song Ci put the clean wine glass upside down in front of Sun Zhihe, with arrogance and indifference in his eyes.

"Satisfied, satisfied!" Sun Zhihe became more excited for some reason, and then lit another cigarette and smoked heavily.

Still always blowing smoke towards Song Ci.

Song Ci took advantage of this gap to send a text message to Xiao Zhou, asking him to come to the private room to find him.

After Sun Zhihe finished blowing out the cigarette, he moved his butt towards Song Ci little by little, with a wretched smile on his face.

Seeing this, Song Ci hurriedly got up and said that he was going to the bathroom.

But as soon as I stood up, I felt dizzy and my strength suddenly disappeared.

Song Ci sat weakly on the sofa, trying his best to straighten his upper body so that he didn't look so weak.

"Professor Song, isn't the wine not bad? It's a perfect match with my cigarette! It's a good thing. I sold a lot of favors in exchange for it. This good thing has to match a wonderful person like you." Sun Zhihe came over and Song Ci sniffed around like a dog.

Song Ci raised his hand and punched him, but because of lack of strength, this punch did not hurt Sun Zhihe, but made him even more crazy.

"It's so wild after all this, as expected of Professor Song, whom everyone calls Gao Leng." Sun Zhihe's tone was a little cruel, mixed with some greed.

He took out a rope to tie Song Ci's hand, Song Ci struggled to pick up the upside-down wine glass and smashed it on his head with all his strength.

In an instant, shards of glass flew, and Song Ci's hand was scratched by the flying shards.

The bright red blood flowed horizontally on Song Ci's cold white skin, like a piece of clean white jade with a stain on it, which was extremely dazzling.

"Damn it!" Sun Zhihe spat while covering his head, his head was covered with blood, and the blood was dripping down the fat on his face.

Looking very embarrassed.

He grabbed the paper towel on the table and wiped the blood on his hands and face indiscriminately, regardless of whether it hurt or not, he looked at Song Ci's hand again.

"It seems that Professor Song has good physical strength, and he can still be so energetic after smelling so much of my smoke." He knew how to be prepared this time, and threw away all the things he could pick up around him, and then started to tie the rope.

He planned to grab Song Ci's gloves directly to save time and avoid being attacked by him again.

He beat and cursed: "His grandma's, this batch of goods seems to be of poor quality! Fortunately, I spent so much money, those grandchildren are so fucking unreliable!"

Song Ci took advantage of the gap between his knots to look around, looking for a suitable route.

At the same time, he was also looking forward to, looking forward to Xiao Zhou finding here as soon as possible, and looking forward to Ye Che coming over soon.

"Professor Song, don't struggle and cooperate with me well. That thing just now will make you happy, and you can rest assured of my skills."

Sun Zhihe held Song Ci's hand hostage and pulled the rope up.

Song Ci reacted quickly and raised his knee to kick some part of him. Sun Zhihe suddenly yelled and bent down.

Song Ci took the opportunity to stand up and walk towards the small door at the back, but due to exhaustion of strength, Sun Zhihe soon overtook him.

The author has something to say: There is no sugar in this chapter (￣^￣)