One punch and one scum attack [Quick Transmigration]

"Stop standing, sit down." Luo Chengyun took a sip of tea, and called the two people who were standing stupidly opposite to sit down.

Yan Zixin's movements were slow and stiff. Before he came, he expected that someone was targeting him, but he didn't expect that the person targeting him was his ex-boyfriend, Xia Mengjing, whom he had offended many times recently.

"Which Boss Luo did I say, it turned out to be you." Yan Zixin felt that he had been tricked again, and the moment he opened his mouth, he was very angry.

Luo Chengyun waved his hand and asked the assistant to put the two bottles of wine on the table: "I know it's you, I brought the wine specially."

"Xia Mengjing, are you annoying?" Yan Zixin was caught in the middle by his attitude, and a ridiculous thought suddenly popped up in his mind, "You can't forget me, can you? That's why you tried every means to appear on me before."

"I can't forget it." Luo Chengyun admitted with the same expression.

Yan Zixin smiled contemptuously, and couldn't hide the smug look on his brows: "Then what should we do? We broke up, why don't you kneel down and beg me? I beg you to forgive me."

Luo Chengyun looked at him amusedly: "Really?"

"It's not rare for you to kneel down. I'm already tired of you, do you understand? No matter how much you beg me, there is no way between us." Yan Zixin's fingers almost poked his eyebrows, "I'll let you go After passing you, what trick do you want to play?"

"Don't point at others, it's impolite." Luo Chengyun slapped Yan Zixin's hand away with the menu in his hand.

"You seem to have made a mistake. You should beg me today."

"It's funny." Yan Zixin still maintained his style of a young master, and raised his legs, "Isn't it just a cooperation? I can still afford it."

"What about this?" Luo Chengyun pushed a document over.

As soon as he opened it, he found that it was the 20.00% share purchase agreement of the Yan Group. Yan Zixin's expression froze instantly. He looked at Luo Chengyun in surprise, and murmured, "How is that possible."

Luo Chengyun pressed the edge of the document with his hands, looked straight at him and said, "If you still want to continue to be the young master of your Yan family, just obediently finish today's meal and don't make me angry, understand?"

Yan Zixin subconsciously licked his lips, avoiding Luo Chengyun's gaze, and asked without confidence, "What do you want?"

"The food hasn't been served yet, let's drink some wine to warm our stomach." He specially asked his assistant to find high-strength liquor today.

The mellow aroma of wine rushed to overflow at the moment of Kaifeng. Luo Chengyun personally filled a whole cup and put it in front of Yan Zixin.

Yan Zixin glanced at him with complicated emotions, seeing that Luo Chengyun was still indifferent, he picked up the cup and drank it down.

The strong wine entered his throat, and Yan Zixin choked up because he drank it too quickly. He covered his mouth and coughed twice, looking a little embarrassed.

With the clear flowing sound, Luo Chengyun poured another glass without saying a word.

The meaning is obvious.

"It's just drinking, look down on me." Yan Zixin frowned, closed his eyes and poured it down his throat.

Luo Chengyun said while falling down: "It stands to reason that if you are late, you should punish yourself with three drinks, but I don't want to drink today, so I'll trouble you."

"Fuck/you/damn." Yan Zixin cursed in a low voice, drank the third cup decisively, and threw the empty cup on the table vigorously, the corners of his eyes were red, "Is it alright?"

"Good drinker." Luo Chengyun's compliment was very perfunctory.

The hatred in Yan Zixin's eyes, in Luo Chengyun's view, is another kind of pleasure.

Maybe Yan Zixin himself didn't even remember how many times Xia Mengjing blocked drinks for him.

When the two first got together, Yan Zixin took Xia Mengjing on a business trip and participated in various dinners. The dinner and business talks were often based on the wine. If everyone is satisfied, Xia Mengjing drinks twice as much.

Yan Zixin still felt distressed at first, but later on he gradually got used to it and took Xia Mengjing's efforts for granted.

Now Yan Zixin no longer needs to drink with others like before, and Xia Mengjing was also trapped at home with his broken wings. Except for the memories in Xia Mengjing's mind, no one will recall this past again.

As if it never happened.

After drinking three glasses of wine, Yan Zixin's face turned red, and his breath was full of alcohol. Luo Chengyun was sitting opposite him, and the light from the roof shone faintly on Luo Chengyun's face. That face seemed so familiar that it couldn't be more familiar, but now he looked at it. become extremely strange.

It was as if he had never known the person in front of him.

Luo Chengyun raised his eyes, and his sharp eyes suddenly softened, watching him smile gently: "Why don't you move your chopsticks, is the food not to your liking?"

"Eat slowly, tonight's dinner will not end so quickly."

This sentence made Yan Zixin's mood, which had just recovered a little bit, fall to the bottom of the ice again.

The dishes on the dinner table were brighter than usual, and they were all red. Luo Chengyun specially chose a Sichuan restaurant, and every dish was chosen to be the spiciest. Yan Zixin felt suffocated just by smelling the pungent chili smell in the air.

Yan Zixin's stomach was so irritated that he couldn't even touch a bite of the food on the table, so he had to pick up chopsticks and eat two mouthfuls of rice.

After eating and drinking, Luo Chengyun wiped his mouth with a piece of paper, and poured him a glass of wine again: "Seeing that you are choking after eating, drink a glass of wine slowly."

"I'm full." Yan Zixin meant that he didn't want to drink anymore.

Luo Chengyun didn't force him, just picked up the wine glass and handed it to his mouth, staring at him fixedly, the reflection in his eyes made people feel dazed: "Open your mouth."

"Cough, cough cough..." Yan Zixin was caught off guard by being poured a glass of wine, choking him so much that he could barely breathe, and grabbed the glass from Luo Chengyun's hand, "I'll do it myself."

"Okay." Luo Chengyun said with satisfaction.

During the banquet, the sound of pouring wine came and went, Yan Zixin was already numb from drinking, as long as Luo Chengyun poured it for him, he would drink it.

Yan Zixin's assistant had no choice but to come out to break the scene when the bottle of wine had run out. He observed Luo Chengyun's expression, and said flatteringly: "Mr. Luo, Mr. Yan has already drunk a lot. If you are interested, I will accompany you to drink?"

Luo Chengyun did not refute him, but gave Yan Zixin the right to choose: "President Yan, what do you think?"

"What are you? Get out." Yan Zixin cursed angrily.

He's not stupid, Luo Chengyun's driving today is aimed at him, Yan Zixin can allow himself to fail, but he will never accept other people's sympathy.

Assistant Yan Zixin didn't dare to speak for a moment, and sat quietly by the side.

"This is Mr. Luo's private matter, we outsiders should not get involved." Assistant Luo Chengyun took the man away upon seeing this, leaving the two of them alone.

"President Yan looks unhappy, drink a glass of wine to soothe yourself."

Yan Zixin could still stare at him in such a disadvantaged situation: "I'll drink that nonsense without talking about it."

Hatred, anger, unwillingness, all the accumulated emotions were like a ball of flames, along with the cups of strong wine, burning down Yan Zixin's body along his throat.

Luo Chengyun simply loosened the bottle, leaned against the back of the seat, and put his hands on his knees: "It happens that I'm tired too, so just drink from the bottle."

"Xia Mengjing, you are truly amazing." Yan Zixin's hatred almost burned his sanity.

Taking advantage of the drunkenness, Yan Zixin continued to speak boldly: "I should have done it directly that day."

"You may not know now, but in the future you will be glad that you didn't do anything directly that day." Luo Chengyun approached him and told him, his voice was soft and dangerous, "It is because of your last bit of kindness that saved your life."

Luo Chengyun got too close, Yan Zixin had double shadows in his eyes, he didn't want to admit that he was afraid of Luo Chengyun's eyes, he squeezed the neck of the bottle tightly between his fingers, and poured down his mouth.

"Gulu, gulu..." The Adam's apple rolled, and the scorching liquid pierced the esophagus, so hot that Yan Zixin lost the pain.

Consciousness also became confused in the stinging light, my ears were buzzing, and the physiological tears from the corners of my eyes rolled into my hair, hot and numb.

Suddenly he saw a figure.

His thin body stubbornly stood in front of him, with a clean and bright side face, and firm eyes: "I'll come, I'll drink for him."

"Yo, some people feel sorry for Mr. Yan, but you can drink more than that." Others booed.

"it is good."

Does the same drinking posture make him feel so uncomfortable?

Yan Zixin sat limply on the ground, the glass bottle in his hand slipped, and the flying fragments were arranged around him, shining brightly all over the ground.

After drinking the wine, his whole body was limp. He just pushed his hands on the ground casually, and the sharp glass shards cut through his palms, pierced into his flesh, and blood flowed from his hands.

Yan Zixin was completely drunk, he couldn't feel any pain, he just felt that someone appeared in front of him, with a look of nostalgia on his face, he couldn't help calling: "Meng Jing."

The voice is lingering and affectionate, and it makes people's hearts soften.

Luo Chengyun sneered, full of irony.

He didn't care how desperate Yan Zixin was at the moment, got up and walked around from the other side, opened the door, and said to the assistant waiting at the door: "Your boss is drunk, take him away."