After rebirth, he just wants to do business

Zhou Chen praised Li Ping as the opening remark for a long time, and now that he was impatient and took the initiative to call Meng Yu, he immediately understood.

"Meng Yu, why don't you toast to Director Li?" Zhou Chen was sitting on Meng Yu's left. He pushed Meng Yu's arm, and then smiled at Li Ping, "Our Xiao Yu has only a short debut and is young. I don’t understand a lot of etiquette, so please bear with me.”

Seeing that Meng Yu didn't respond, he pushed him harder and harder.

Li Ping, of course, saw Meng Yu's displeasure, so he raised his wine glass and smiled "kindly" at Meng Yu: "Xiao Yu, I'll just call you Xiao Yu."

"I'm a few years older than you, just call me Brother Li."

"Come on, Brother Li toast you."

"Oh, that's okay!" Seeing this, Zhou Chen hurriedly stood up, and twisted the hand that was pushing Meng Yu instead, and the glances he glanced at all carried a bright hint: Don't be ignorant of flattery!

Seeing that Li Ping took the initiative to toast himself, although he didn't mean to drink.Meng Yu stood up graciously, raised his filled wine glass and smiled at Li Ping.

"Mr. Li! I should respect you for this cup. I can't flirt with you for a person of your status. Later, the manager will say that I have broken the rules."

Meng Yu's words sounded flattering to Li Ping at first glance, but the tone couldn't stand up to scrutiny.

Zhou Chen knew that Meng Yu was mocking them, but Li Ping was sitting opposite, so he could only help to cover up: "Where is it, Mr. Li is kind and unassuming. He thinks highly of you. Just be obedient!"

He bit the word "obedient" hard, and his eyes were full of warnings, reminding Meng Yu not to try to fix some idiots.

"No, no, no..." Li Ping, who was sitting at the table, answered after hearing the words. He waved his hands and retorted, "What is despised? Today, we are all friends here, everyone is the same, haha."

Although "money and sex" transactions are commonplace in their line of work, at least on the surface they are all respectable figures known by the president and that Dong Zun, and face is still important.

Although everyone present here is well aware of the purpose of the dinner, they will not easily pick up this fig leaf. After all, this is a "casting" game organized by Li Ping in order to find a new love.

After laughing awkwardly, Li Ping looked at Meng Yu again, and raised his glass again: "Come on, Xiao Yu, have a drink with Brother Li."

"Mr. Li, this glass is toast to you." Meng Yu still called "Mr. Li", and before Li Ping could speak, he put the glass to his mouth, "I do what you want."

After speaking, he raised his head and drank it down, there was not a single drop left in the overturned wine glass.

Li Ping paused with his hand holding the wine glass, and then drank the glass of wine directly.When turning over the empty wine glass to Meng Yu, Li Ping smiled calmly.

Unexpectedly, Meng Yu still had a temper.

Immediately, Li Ping looked at Meng Yu even more fieryly.

Jiang Xuan on the side acted as the background board for half a day. Seeing that Li Ping's interest in Meng Yu was getting bigger and bigger, and his interest in Meng Yu was written brightly in his eyes, he became anxious all of a sudden.

Although Zhou Chen was talking about being with Li Ping so that he could help Chen Tong change to the male supporting role in a big IP of Feiyu, Jiang Xuan's small calculations were in full swing.

If he can become Li Ping's pillow person, wouldn't the pillow wind let him blow?At that time, Chen Tong and Zhou Chen all depend on his face?

Being able to climb up to Li Ping is equivalent to stepping into the gate of Feiyu with both feet, and it is not far from becoming popular.

With such an idea in mind, Jiang Xuan came forward eagerly, willing to support Zhou Chen.

What's more, Jiang Xuan originally thought that Li Ping was a five or sixty-year-old old man with a pot belly, but today he saw that not only was he not bald, but he also looked good.

For Li Ping tonight, he is bound to win.

So Jiang Xuan stood up very courteously after Meng Yu sat down, looking at Li Ping with hooks in his eyes: "Mr. Li, I would like to toast you."

Li Ping had been focusing on Meng Yu before, and was a little surprised to see Jiang Xuan at first.

With his coquettish eyes like silk, it can be seen that he is a master of kung fu. After drinking a glass of wine, all the fancy intestines in Li Ping's stomach were hooked out.

If it weren't for the dinner he organized under the guise of "introducing newcomers to prepare for the subsequent TV casting", he would now be able to take Jiang Xuan and Meng Yu to the hotel, hugging left and right, happy like a fairy.

Because of the alcohol, Li Ping's cheeks gradually turned red. After Jiang Xuan coquettishly coaxed him to drink another glass, he gradually gave up his disguise and began to show his true colors.

"Come, come." Li Ping patted the empty seat next to him: "Sit here."

We've gone through the scenes and talk, and now we should get to the point.

Meng Yu sat on the spot as if he didn't hear it, but Jiang Xuan ran over in a hurry.

After he sat down, Li Ping directly grabbed his hand and started to knead it. After playing for a while, his hand began to move to other places, caressing carefully.But his gaze was fixed on Meng Yu.

"Xiao Yu, why don't you come and sit down?" Li Ping was still smiling, but that smile made people panic, like a pair of eyes peeping in the dark, evil, blatant and perverted.

Everyone else at the table was watching their hearts, pretending to be eating and chatting about some interesting things at work, as if they didn't notice the dark waves surging between the three of them, and they didn't seem to notice that Li Ping was playing tricks on Jiang Xuan below. hand.

"Mr. Li." Meng Yu poured himself a glass of wine while talking, then stood up and looked at Li Ping, "You are the big director, and your status and status are different from ours."

"Why should I, a person who has not even touched the edge of the circle, sit next to you?"

"Thank you for your love, but Meng Yu is self-aware. I can't sit next to you."

Every time Meng Yu said a word, the smile on Li Ping's face stiffened.Although he didn't say it clearly, who wouldn't understand the meaning present?

"I can't sit..." Li Ping's face gradually darkened, and he looked at Meng Yu more and more fiercely, "I still don't want to sit?!"

After saying the last word, he squeezed his hand hard, causing Jiang Xuan beside him to turn pale in pain.

Seeing this, Meng Yu seriously replied: "It is impossible."

"Meng Yu punished himself three cups for his ignorance."

After Meng Yu finished speaking, he drank three cups in a row, his movements were neat and not procrastinated, not a single drop was left.But because of too much drinking, he was a little dizzy after putting down the glass.

Li Ping has never met anyone who dared to refuse him in these years. Unlike others who like challenges, he doesn't like roses covered with thorns, especially those that make him lose face.

Today Meng Yu rejected him in front of a table of people, how could he let him go?

"Three glasses of self-punishment?" Li Ping let go of his hand under the table, leaned back on the chair and began to wipe his hands, without looking at Meng Yu, "Since you said that we have different identities, how can three glasses be enough?"

"Three bottles."

"Not much?"

three bottles? !Not only the others, but even Zhou Chen was surprised. Because of the particularity of the guests, the baijiu in the International Hotel was not too strong, but drinking three bottles in a row was no small matter, and it could kill someone!

Although Zhou Chen didn't like Meng Yu, he was from his own company. If something happened...

Before Zhou Chen could think about how to smooth things over, Meng Yu had already nodded.

Before he came, he had already thought about it. For this meal, he would either give someone else or risk his life.

His arms couldn't twist his thighs, and he had to make Li Ping happy so that he could "live" out of this door, otherwise, without money, power, or backing, Li Ping could crush him to death with a single finger.

After Meng Yu nodded, he picked up the three bottles of wine on the table and began to pour them down.Alcohol rushed through his throat and rushed into his body, causing a series of burning sensations, and the spicy taste made his brain numb.

The people at the table just watched Meng Yu perform there, all of them were full of interest, as if they were watching a circus.

The only one who was worried was Zhou Chen, but he was not worried about Meng Yu, but he was afraid that if something happened to the artist, he would not be able to explain to the company.

Consciousness gradually began to blur, Meng Yu pinched himself hard, the pain made his brain a little clearer.

His body felt bloated, and there seemed to be a fire burning violently in his stomach, which made Meng Yu feel sick, but he held back.

After drinking two bottles, Meng Yu's face turned pale, and his hands began to tremble uncontrollably, but he still picked up the third bottle.

"Okay." Li Ping, the chief seat, raised his head to look at Meng Yu at this moment, his gaze was cold.

He came here to have fun, not to force her into prostitution, and since he came here, still acting chaste would be disgusting to him.

Li Ping raised his chin towards Zhou Chen towards the door of the box, and said in a calm tone, "An eyesore."

"Yes, yes, yes." Zhou Chen wanted to use Meng Yu to curry favor with Li Ping, but he didn't expect him to disrupt a good meal. After receiving the signal, he hurriedly pushed Meng Yu, who was already clutching his stomach and sweating, out the door.

Zhou Chen sent a text message to Xu Yang, and looked at Meng Yu who was squatting on the edge of the corridor trembling and rolled his eyes, then turned around and entered the box, and began to apologize to Li Ping graciously.

Meng Yu had already changed from squatting to sitting. He put his head against the wall, and hid himself behind the huge flower pot in the corridor, and he was not noticed for a while.

He held his abdomen tightly with both hands, and there was no blood on his face.His vision was dark, his heart was beating in a fluster, and his sense of nausea kept rising, and his consciousness became more and more blurred. Meng Yu felt that the first stop of his possible rebirth would be to drink too much alcohol.

Suddenly, there was the sound of "da da da" footsteps ahead, and Meng Yu raised his head with difficulty. The other party's black pants looked familiar, and they were the ones Xu Yang wore in the morning.Meng Yu stretched out his hand and grabbed the trouser leg when the other party came over.

"Xu..." Xu Yang's name hadn't been called yet.