After the salted fish excavator became popular

In the box, as Zhang Qingying said, among the people sitting, there was not a single woman, and a lot of men were inside, smoking and drinking, making the whole room smoky.

Zhou Runqing's heart shuddered.

Nowadays, smoking is not allowed in covered places, and cameras are installed even in closed spaces like boxes.

But this is not difficult for Huang Li and others.

It looks like they've had someone turn off the surveillance in this room.

Huang Li clapped his hands, and the waiter who was pouring wine for a man hurried over.

"Sir, may I help you?"

Huang Li's hands, discolored by long-term smoking, squeezed hard on the waiter's buttocks wrapped in the hip-covering uniform.

He was a regular customer here, but the waiter just hid for a while, his face full of humiliation, and he dared not speak out.

"I have a friend here, go, let them add a stool."

The waiter hurriedly opened the door of the box and backed out.

At this time, a man sitting on the right side opposite Huang Huangli was already flushed from drinking. He held up the wine glass in his hand, and the smile on his face made people feel uncomfortable.

"Brother Huang is really sympathetic to the fragrance and cherishes the jade, such a waiter with no eyesight will not clean up."

Huang Li laughed loudly, "Clean it up, why don't you clean it up, take it to the room and clean it up together."

The rest of the people also laughed together.

Zhou Runqing felt nauseous for a while, and almost vomited it out on the spot.

Zhang Qingying didn't dare to speak, she just grabbed Zhou Runqing's sleeves, she was not so afraid when someone was with her.

It was only then that Huang Li remembered that there was a person standing beside him, pretending to be suddenly enlightened.

"Yo, look at my memory, I almost forgot to introduce." Huang Li didn't stand up, and sat like a gentleman, stretched out a finger, pointed at Zhou Runqing casually, and faced a man who was smoking a cigarette on the table. Said: "Mr. Zheng, this is Zhou Runqing, how is it? You have a good skin, right?"

Ever since Zhou Runqing entered the box, the man never took his eyes off him.

"Sure enough."

Zhou Runqing's whole body was covered with a kind of coolness. He had never felt such a sight before. It was cold and damp, and he had the illusion of being stared at by a poisonous snake.

This man's name is Zheng Cheng. In the original book, Huang Li sent Zhou Runqing to this man's bed many times.

Although "Zhou Runqing" is full of black material, she is unwilling to be female in bed with men, so Huang Li has never succeeded.

The waiter quickly moved a new chair in, and when he was about to place it next to Huang Li, the man smoking a cigarette made a sound.

"Put me here."

The waiter hastily added the chair beside him.

Zhou Runqing's memory is not bad, he clearly remembered that the waiter who went out was not this one, why did he change when he came in?

Thinking of what Huang Li did to the previous waiter just now, it is understandable.

It is because no one is willing to stay in such a box for service.

"What are you doing in a daze? Why don't you come over and sit down soon? Mr. Zheng's gentleness is not something everyone can enjoy. Zhou Runqing, you can enjoy it tonight." Huang Li repeated the word "enjoy" with a smile on his face. Looking at Zhou Runqing with an optimistic expression, he was full of ridicule and humiliation.

If Zhou Runqing didn't control it, the dinner Shen Yu ordered for him would be for nothing.

Zheng Cheng, a well-known big boss among investors, has a rich family background, and is famous in the circle for playing well. It is said that he has many special hobbies in this area. Most of the people who have "played" with him have been admitted to the hospital. .

Zhou Runqing steadied his mind and sat down without changing his face. He even smiled and said to the waiter who seemed to be in a highly nervous state: "Hello, can you please move that stool to my side?" ?”

He looked at Zhang Qingying pretending to have a headache, and said with a smile, "Children are timid and afraid of strangers. If they don't sit by my side, they will make trouble."

The waiter didn't dare to make a rash decision by himself, so he cast his gaze on Huang Li and asked for his approval.

Huang Li glanced at Zhou Runqing, waved his hand, and the waiter moved the chair to Zhou Runqing's side.

The place was quite spacious, but it became a bit crowded after adding two chairs, and the rest of the people who had come to join in the fun hurriedly moved to the empty space.

Seeing that the seat next to her was vacant, Zhang Qingying quickly moved the chair to the side, and patted Zhou Runqing's arm to make him lean closer to her.

As soon as Zhou Runqing put his hand on the chair, he heard the surname Zheng say something.

"Just sit like this."

"Let's move to the side, or you'll block Mr. Zheng from picking up the food." Zhou Runqing said with a smile, and then lifted the stool to the side for a while, keeping a certain distance from Zheng Cheng.

Zheng Cheng exhaled a puff of smoke slowly, narrowed his eyes and glanced at him through the haze.

"Zhou Runqing, you're quite interesting." In such a situation, he could still smile so nicely without showing any timidity on his face. He hadn't met such a person in the circle for a long time.

Zhou Runqing didn't want to answer this question, so he could only laugh and flattered, "Of course it's not as good as Mr. Zheng."

Zheng Cheng stopped talking, and kept looking at him with his eyes. The meaning in his eyes was dark and unclear, but sharp and gloomy, and those who were less timid could be scared to cry directly.

For example Zhang Qingying.

She lowered her head and didn't dare to lift it up. She stretched out a hand and grabbed Zhou Runqing's clothes, shaking him so nervously.

After switching positions, she was far away from the man who reached out to touch her leg earlier.

After her crisis was temporarily lifted, she began to worry about Zhou Runqing. Everyone could tell that this bastard surnamed Zheng had thoughts about Zhou Runqing.

Zhou Runqing patted the back of her hand and told her with his eyes, don't be afraid.

Sitting opposite them, Huang Li had a panoramic view of Zheng Cheng's eyes, and suddenly laughed a few times, "It's such a good atmosphere, how can you not drink in front of a beautiful lady?"

The waiter took the decanter, took the remaining bright red wine in it, and walked to Huang Li's side.

"Hey, this little girl is much smarter than the one just now, and she is also pretty." Huang Li praised, and stretched out his hand to the man's chest, "I don't know how to understand the world."

The waiter happened to turn around, and said with trepidation: "The boss reminded us that we should start with the host first."

Huang Li's face darkened instantly.

The waiter first poured wine for Zheng Cheng who was sitting in the host's seat, and took advantage of the opportunity to come to Zhou Runqing who was sitting next to him.

Someone patted Zhou Runqing's arm. He thought it was Zhang Qingying, and turned his head to look at it. At this moment, his head hit the waiter's hand. The waiter was unprepared, and the decanter in his hand fell off. , was quickly caught by Zhou Runqing.

The mouth of the decanter was narrow, and not even a few drops of wine spilled out.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The waiter apologized again and again, and at the same time handed the gray cloth on his hand to Zhou Runqing, asking him to wipe it quickly.

"It's okay, no..." Zhou Runqing looked at her clothes that hadn't been splashed at all, her expression changed quietly, she raised her head and smiled at her, took the piece of cloth over, pretended to wipe it on her body a few times, and then It was placed on the lap like this, and slowly unfolded while a few people were not paying attention, and a note fell out of it.

It's a very small one, with only two small characters on it, and a heart drawn round and round.

Don't be afraid.

Zhou Runqing put the little note into his jacket pocket, feeling much relieved.

It was as if a man who had been dangling with one hand on a precarious branch on a cliff had finally found a reliable fulcrum.

Everyone's glasses were filled with wine, and Huang Li had to drink all of them with the excuse that it was rare to get together.

Zhang Qingying is now in a panic, no matter how she looks at it now, she feels that there is something wrong with the red wine.

Not only her, even Zhou Runqing felt that something was wrong.

But he had to drink.

Shen Yu brought him a note, but no one came in. Zhou Runqing guessed that he wanted to further develop the matter, just in time for the police to catch this group of people.

Of course he has to help facilitate that situation.

Zhou Runqing stood up with a smile on her face, "Bosses and seniors, Qingying is not yet fourteen, I drank her wine for her, and let the child toast you with tea instead of wine, how about it?" ?”

Looking at this scene, a few outsiders admired his courage in their hearts, and at the same time silently turned their attention to the person who invited guests today——Huang Li.

Huang Li turned his gaze to Zheng Cheng who was opposite him.

Zheng Cheng was silent for a moment, and his eyes once again stayed on Zhou Runqing's smiling face.

"Bring a bottle of juice," he said.

Zhang Qingying watched the waiter fill the glass in front of her with half a glass of orange juice, turned to look at Zhou Runqing worriedly, then looked at the wine glass in front of him, and asked him in a trembling voice if he could not drink.

Zhou Runqing smiled at her and comforted her: "How can we adults drink juice like your children? Don't worry, we won't get drunk."

After that, he took the goblet from the table.

In this group of people, everyone is holding an ordinary juice glass, which is about the same capacity as a goblet, but it doesn't look that fancy. Only Huang Li uses a goblet.

Huang Li has spent most of his life trying to get involved with the word "advanced".

He believes that red wine must be placed in a goblet to be considered high-end.

Zhou Runqing thought it was for everyone to have a drink together, but as soon as he stood up with the others, Huang Li raised his hand and pressed down, signaling the others to sit down, leaving Zhou Runqing standing alone.

"Runqing, Mr. Zheng likes you so much, why don't you toast him alone?"

Huang Li felt excited when he thought that Zhou Runqing, who was aloof when he was watching him, would hold a glass to toast a man who would torture him on the bed tonight.

Huang Li felt relieved just thinking of Zhou Runqing's cold and disdainful face showing humiliation!

Look, sooner or later, he will trample all those who look down on him underfoot!

Zhou Runqing quickly disappointed him. He held the goblet with one hand and held the edge with the other. When he was talking to Zheng Cheng, he had a smile on his face, without flattery at all, as if it was just a drink between two friends. glass of wine.

"Mr. Zheng, I offer you a toast." He didn't even use a salutation.

Zheng Cheng felt more and more interesting about the neither humble nor overbearing person in front of him.

She looks so beautiful that there is no hair on her head, and she looks so young, but she has such a calm temper.

Huang Li has made all the preparations. Once Zheng Cheng refuses the glass of wine, he can use all kinds of ugly words to humiliate Zhou Runqing.

I saw that Zheng Cheng, who never showed face in the wine market, stood up with the wine glass in his hand, and lightly collided with Zhou Runqing's glass.

Huang Li was so angry that he couldn't breathe out of his chest, and his heart ached.

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coming!That mellow heart is really hard to beat...

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