Black Heart Tangyuan Edible Guide

Director Fang said he was right, he promised to help the first day, and contacted the person the next day.

Cheng Du was naturally delighted, and arranged a banquet at Liyuan Hotel early to entertain the distinguished guests.

When Fang Zhimo brought the section chief Han Wei and section member Xiao Zhu over there, what he saw was this scene: a man with an extraordinary bearing and a calm smile was sitting at the main seat, and Cheng Du was sitting beside him. The vice-host was next to him, while Fang Zhimo was arranged as the guest of honor, separated from Cheng Du by a sea.

Fang Zhimo was upset, so he thought that the person in the main position was not pleasing to the eye.

This person is Yan Qiting, the legal representative of Qichu Real Estate. He looks gold and jade, but his insides are rotten and scum, both men and women. He is very cunning, and he is a famous playboy in the upper class of City B.

When Fang Zhimo heard that Cheng Du had come to this company as a special assistant, and that he had been recruited by a lot of money, he felt that there was something wrong.

Fang Zhimo squinted his eyes, wondering if this person knew about his relationship with Cheng Du long ago.

——Probably not, if he knew, he should have recruited Cheng Du long ago, so why wait until now?

Fang Zhimo frowned, and winked at Han Wei and Xiao Zhu, the other companion, who immediately understood, and politely persuaded the two opposite people to drink.

Fang Zhimo stared at Yan Qiting coldly, and sneered in his heart.

Playboy, right? Yan Qiting, right? Let's see if you can't drink to death today.

Han Wei and the accompanying table were both experienced drinkers, so their drinking capacity is naturally extraordinary.After several rounds of drinking like this, the two people on the opposite side gradually showed signs of fatigue.

Fang Zhimo picked up some food with his chopsticks slowly, picked up the wine glass in front of him, and said with a smile on his face, "President Yan, I have admired your name for a long time."

His smile looks very sincere, but it's a pity that his eyes are as deep as cold pools, even if he smiles, it still makes people feel powerful.

Yan Qiting was a mixed race from several countries, with a rather deep outline and sharp lines.

I don't know if it's because of his mixed race, but his eyes are smoky gray, and when he looks at people casually like this, he has a somewhat seductive style.

When Fang Zhimo saw this look, alarm bells rang in his heart. It was simply too dangerous to put Cheng Du beside such a person.

Although he didn't know whether Cheng Du would like men, but just by looking at him, he instinctively sensed the danger.

The smoky eyes stayed on Fang Zhimo's face for a while, and Yan Qiting quickly raised his glass with a smile: "Where is it, Fang Chu is young and promising, with a great reputation. Who doesn't know that there is an upright person in our city B?" Fang Chu, real estate developers like us have been frightened by the news all these years. Gifts can’t be delivered, love can’t be justified, and dinners can’t be made. Today we are honored to invite you to this big Buddha, which is considered lucky.”

After finishing speaking, he drank the white wine in his hand, and Cheng Du who was next to him also drank half a glass.

Fang Zhimo squinted his eyes and smiled. This Yan Qiting is exquisite and watertight, and even the words on the scene are better than singing.If it wasn't for that idiot Cheng Du who drank half a glass after him, he would be in a better mood.

——The special helper of shit, the special helper who helps people stop drinking, shit!

Fang Zhimo took a sip of the wine in the glass, closed his eyelashes and considered silently for a while, then put the glass on the table with a snap.

The crystal clear liquid splashed out from the small cup, wet the table and wet his gloves.

He simply took off his gloves and threw them on the table.

Fang Zhimo was upset, so he didn't talk much, only Han Wei and Yan Qiting were seen talking back and forth during the banquet.

What a smart person Yan Qiting was, he had already read the meaning from Fang Zhimo's expression. When he glanced at Cheng Du, and then looked back at Fang Zhimo, his expression became more vigilant.

After drinking for three rounds, Cheng Du stood up and said that he was going to the bathroom. Fang Zhimo just wanted to say that he would go too, but saw Yan Qiting stand up.

The two hosts went out and left the guests in the box. Logically speaking, this was very impolite, but Fang Zhimo thought about it and decided to bear it.

He stood up, walked to the door, looked at it, and followed it out.

Cheng Du was obviously drunk, and he staggered when he walked.

His figure is a bit thin, and the posture of weak Liu Fufeng makes people can't help but want to step forward to give him a hand.

Fang Zhimo looked worried, and was about to step forward, but saw Yan Qiting supporting him first, but instead of going to the toilet, he pulled him into the corridor.

What a playboy!

Fang Zhimo was a little annoyed, and was about to step forward, when he heard Yan Qiting whisper, "Mr. Cheng, don't drink, you go back first."

Cheng Du lifted the Yan Qi Pavilion, supported the guardrail with his hands, and said in a daze, "What's wrong? Why, suddenly, did you say that?"

"You listen to me, if they let you drink again later, you will pretend to be drunk." Yan Qiting said.

Cheng Du stood up: "It's okay... I know."

Having said that, Cheng Du stood up, slipped his hands and staggered.

The lobby of this hotel is as high as six or seven meters. The slide can be big or small. If you fall, you will have to break a leg if you don't die.

Fang Zhimo was taken aback, but saw Yan Qiting grab him back with an extremely ambiguous posture.

But Cheng Du's complexion was very bad, he didn't notice this, but gave Yan Qiting a grateful look.

He reluctantly confessed a few words, then pushed Yan Qiting away, turned and went into the bathroom.

Cheng Du went into the bathroom, but Yan Qiting didn't leave. Instead, he stood outside the bathroom door, leaning on the guardrail with both hands, thinking about something.

Suddenly, he looked back as if sensing something——

There was no one behind.

Those dark black eyes seemed to disappear out of thin air.

Fang Zhimo, Cheng Du, and Yan Qiting all went out, and Han Wei and his companion Xiao Zhu, who was drinking heavily, were left in the room for a while.

Han Wei sighed, tugged at his tie, and complained: "This game is too much, it's not human...Xiao Zhu, what do you mean by Fang Chu? Why do I think he is lukewarm? "

Xiao Zhu didn't know this, he was here to be a wine barrel, and his first task was to overthrow Yan Qiting, and he didn't dare to talk about anything else.

At this time, the door lock of the private room rang, and Han Wei quickly sat up straight.

It was Fang Zhimo who came in. Han Wei was about to ask about the situation, but saw Fang Zhimo sitting on a chair with a gloomy face, holding up the crystal clear wine glass for a while, and putting it into the bone saucer.

Han Wei was taken aback, and quickly asked him what happened.

Fang Zhimo lifted the wine glass and said with his hands behind his back, "For today's event, pretend I'm not here."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Han Wei understood what he meant, and immediately poured him some cold white wine that looked like white wine, nodded and said, "Okay, I will follow Fang's orders."

Fang Zhimo held the wine glass in his hand and took a sip angrily, his eyes were cold.

Not long after, Yan Qiting came back alone, and there was no sign of Cheng Du.Fang Zhimo raised his eyes and glanced at Yan Qiting, frowned and bit his mouth, and he ignored Yan Qiting's toast to him.

Han Wei is an old Jianghu who has been around for many years. Seeing that the place was a bit cold, he immediately found a topic, and took Xiao Zhu to meet Yan Qiting one cup after another.

A few people mingled with each other for a while, Yan Qiting smiled and filled the Maotai for everyone, with perfect accuracy and no sign of drunkenness at all.Knowing that Mo's mood was low, he raised his hand to look at his watch, pushed away the wine glass in front of him and said, "Mr. Yan, everyone has drunk enough today, let's go."

Han Wei wanted to withdraw a long time ago, so he quickly agreed.

Yan Qiting naturally had no objection, he drank the liquid in his hand with his neck raised, and said, "That's fine, let's all go back, Han Ke, can we still go?"

Han Wei waved his hand: "Dang, of course I can go, little, look down on me."

So the crowd waited to get up, and Han Wei and the attendants staggered to the elevator and pressed them indiscriminately.

While waiting for the elevator, Fang Zhimo walked to the side of Yan Qiting, and asked casually, "Where's Cheng Du?"

Yan Qiting turned his face, his smoky eyes showed some deep meaning: "I said I drank a little too much, so I'll go back first."

Fang Zhimo didn't even look at him, but said with a dark face, "He left without saying hello."

These two people have a bit of a superior person's style in their actions, and they have a firm attitude when they say it.

The implication is that Cheng Du is my friend, and I am very angry if he left without saying hello.

But Yan Qiting is different from Fang Zhimo. Although he is arrogant and conceited in his bones, he is kind and friendly on the outside.

Hearing what Fang Zhimo said, Yan Qiting gave him a soft nail with a smile: "I'm sorry Fang Chu, I saw that he was very drunk, so I made an arbitrarily good idea to let him go back first. If Fang Chu doesn't feel happy, we Change another place to continue the stall?"

The implication of these words is obvious, Cheng Du is now my subordinate, I have the right to let him go home first.

Renewal is fake, but soft nails are real.

Fang Zhimo naturally heard the provocative meaning in these words, remembered what he saw in the bathroom just now, squeezed his fists, frowned and said: "The relationship between President Yan and Special Assistant Cheng seems to be very good."

Yan Qiting looked back at him, and Fang Zhimo smiled at the moment his eyes met, and then turned his eyes away: "It's just ordinary subordinates."

This sentence is ambiguous, especially the eyes that split at the touch of a touch make the relationship between the two more and more ambiguous.

Fang Zhimo is suffocated and is about to have an attack.

The car door suddenly opened at this moment, Yan Qiting supported the sensor door, and said politely: "Fang Chu, Han Ke, B2 is here, and my car is at B3, so I won't be far away."

Han Ke laughed and said, "Boss Yan, it's really good to fight one against three. We can't drink enough, Xiao Zhu and I can't walk anymore. Let's do this. Next time, we'll drink again."

Fang Zhimo was furious, fearing that if he waited a second longer, he would explode, so he walked out of the elevator.

However, before the elevator door closed, he saw through the gap that Yan Qiting raised his eyebrows at him, with a provocative smile on his lips, and there was a buzzing in his head.

--wrong.

——Cheng Du didn't leave.

He turned his head angrily, and said to Han Wei: "You go first, I still have something to do."

After Fang Zhimo finished speaking, he didn't care about Han Wei's reaction, and ran downstairs from the safe passage next to him.

As soon as he walked out of the safe passage, he saw a tall, long-legged man in a high-definition suit standing in front of him, and said to him with a smile: "Fang Chu, let's talk?"

The author has something to say:

In this chapter, Fang Xiaomo poured heavily on Yan Qiting, indirectly acting as a godly assist, which contributed to the good things between Yan Qiting and Xiang Fei in "My Mr. No. 1" _(:з」∠)_

PS: You all don't talk, so you're actually expecting Bu Xun to overthrow Fang Xiaomo, right?