Louis can't refuse

The two delayed for a while, and when they came to the box again, almost everyone was there, including the president.

As soon as Chi Yao sat down, he pushed the wine glass in front of him forward, and said casually, "Little Chi, why did you arrive later than me? A fine drink."

Chi Yao didn't disappoint, and simply drank it all in one gulp.

However, just as he put down the empty glass, another wine bottle was stuffed in his hand.

Chi Yao frowned, only to realize that the wine ordered on the table was completely beyond what everyone could drink, and they were all of great value.

When he looked up, the man still had a smile on his face, but the maliciousness in his eyes was no longer obvious.

"President, I can't drink enough, I can't drink that much."

"Look at what you said, you are only 26 years old, not 62 years old, young people should not always act like old men." The president lowered his head slightly, and asked MB next to him to light a cigarette for himself, pretending to be embarrassed, "Drinking It’s all ordered, so you can’t go back, can you?”

Chi Yao looked at the small piece of cigarette ash he had left on his suit pants, not very angry in his heart, but more contemptuous of his vulgar and inferior methods.

Like that piece of cold soot, not hot enough to burn a hole, but very obtrusive.

In fact, when he first joined the job, he was still grateful to the man. After all, he encountered a lot of companies that were willing to hire him.

However, after being harassed openly and secretly many times, he understood the other party's intentions and refused directly.

What happens next can be imagined.

It's just that Chi Yao overestimated the other party's character. He wasn't afraid of being made things difficult or being put on small shoes, but he didn't expect the president to reveal his privacy and reveal the criminal record in his file.

In the past, Chi Yao didn't care about being coveted at all, but now that he's down and out, he realizes that an advantage in appearance can also bring trouble.

Colleagues are used to all this, Aiba didn't come on sick leave today, and there was no one to speak for him.

Are you still swallowing your anger as usual?

Chi Yao was struggling in his heart, his hands loosened and tightened, and there were fingerprints of water vapor on the glass wine bottle.

Someone made a decision before him.

Feng Luyi grabbed the bottle, stood up, and walked towards the president. The tall figure completely enveloped the man, and his eyes were dim.

The president became inexplicably nervous, his teeth chattering while biting the cigarette butt, not knowing what the other party wanted to do.

Men who are nearly forty years old often have their physical condition begin to decline, but their self-esteem has not stopped swelling. Naturally, they come to places like clubs to seek comfort from their young bodies.

But the MB in front of him was too strange, he didn't look like a waiter at all, from the moment he followed Chi Yao in, he didn't say a word, and looked at everyone who made eye contact with Chi Yao.

Let's say they have a close relationship, but in front of other people, there is no physical contact.

The president was a little confused about the situation, but still wanted to save some face, so he coughed lightly and said, "Call your manager over here."

Feng Luyi looked away from his face, and said calmly: "No need, I just want to help Brother Chi drink."

Chi Yao breathed a sigh of relief, he almost thought that Feng Luyi was going to hit someone with a wine bottle, so he quickly handed him the bottle opener on the table.

Feng Luyi took it without blinking his eyes, and the curvature of his lips seemed to be smiling. "Brother Chi, do you know? When I was studying abroad, I learned a way to open wine without a corkscrew."

As he spoke, he pulled out the president's cigarette butt, and carefully scalded the edge of the bottle mouth. The metal lid swelled with heat, and seemed to be a little loose.

But no one saw it clearly. When everyone was unprepared, Feng Luyi grabbed the president's hand and unscrewed the hot bottle cap with the cigarette butt. The prominent brand slogan is very funny.

The man reacted for two seconds, then howled and withdrew his hand, and rushed to the bathroom. Feng Luyi didn't even look at him, but with several surprised eyes, he took a sip of the opened wine calmly, and threw the corkscrew casually Give a MB. "Let's drink the rest of the wine too, and just charge it to my account. Everyone has fun and drinks."

"Feng Luyi, what are you doing?" Chi Yao hadn't escaped from the shock, "Do you know how much this wine costs, so I'll charge it to your account?"

The other party answered inappropriately and asked, "Brother Chi, you are not happy at all with this job."

Chi Yao rolled his eyes, the other colleagues had already gone to the bathroom to see how the president was doing, and he decided to follow.

Feng Luyi was determined to confront him, so he grabbed Chi Yao with one hand and dragged him upstairs to the room, then locked the door behind him.

Compared with nine years ago, the power gap between the two is even greater. Even if you don't smell von Louis's pheromone smell, the sense of oppression purely from the physique is even more powerless.

Chi Yao was so dizzy with anger, he kicked Feng Luyi with both hands and feet, and his mouth was not idle, he just vented and ignored the consequences.

"What are you pretending to be, thinking you are handsome?"

"I haven't heard anything from you for so many years. Now let me care if I am happy. Does it have anything to do with you?"

"I'm happy if you just die."

If it was Feng Louis before, he would definitely be stimulated, and his personality would shift towards Aloys, and he would violently clean him up.

But now Feng Luyi only put the wine bottle away, so as not to hurt Chi Yao when he stepped on it, and let him make trouble, and only kissed lightly on the forehead when he was tired.

Chi Yao immediately stopped talking. Feng Luyi pushed him on the cabinet, his toes were off the ground, and he felt very vain.But as soon as he lowered his head, he saw the other party's bright eyes, like a stray dog ​​that was picked up, silly and simple.

"That's great, Brother Chi, you are still the same, and I still like you very much."

Like a punch on cotton, Chi Yao began to regret why he helped him integrate his personality in the first place. After he was cured, he became even more divided. He just pretended to be innocent in front of himself after being cruel to others.

He said coldly, "No, everything has changed."

"Brother Chi..."

"Put me down."

The stray dog ​​drooped its head and put him down.

Chi Yao pointed out the window, and the president's car drove away.

"Are you satisfied now? I'm sure I won't be able to keep my job."

"Let me help Brother Chi change jobs, it will make you happier." Feng Luyi asked seriously, "Brother Chi, what do you want to do?"

Chi Yao was silent.

He found that he couldn't answer this question.

After he was released from prison, he also thought about cheering up at first, but after being hit by the cruel reality again and again, he felt like a piece of paper full of wrong answers, which became darker and darker, and could never be recovered.

So he began to recall what was first written on the white paper.

Then it was even more sad to find that none of the money was left by me.

His mother committed suicide and his father remarried, and hatred drove him to fight for the heir.

His half-brother splits into A, and his ambition drives him to become Alpha.

Since he was a child, the only thing he had sincerely hoped for and wanted, was already given to him by Feng Luyi.

It's just that he didn't expect that there was a time limit, so it was extremely tragic when he was taken back, and he suffered a crushing defeat.

It would be better not to give it to him in the first place.

Thinking of this, Chi Yao sneered, "You even helped me change jobs, it's a big bragging."

"As long as Brother Chi thinks."

"Okay." Chi Yao waved his hand. "If you really want to make me happy, there is a ready-made way now."

Losing your job is inevitable anyway, so why not indulge yourself at the end?

Chi Yao picked up the wine bottle that Feng Luyi had drunk, poured most of the remaining wine into it, and then pulled open the cabinet with his backhand, revealing a row of maid outfits hanging inside.

Sure enough, everything will change, but Revive's so-called corporate culture will not change.

"You haven't worn this yet, have you?" Chi Yao raised his chin. "Try."