Zhan Feng, the commercial secretary, stared at her for a moment. She didn't know if she believed her, but she let go of her small face.
Shi Qian pretended to look out of the window again.
In her heart, she said that Fang Zui and Lei Ming were both blamed for their nonsense, which made her think all the time.
However, the picture is really a bit exciting
She couldn't help but turn around and look at Shang Si Zhan again.
Business secretary Zhan is looking down at the mobile phone. Yu Guang feels the girl's line of sight, and then raises his eyes to look at her.
Their eyes immediately collided.
She felt guilty for a while. She felt that she had been caught. But at this time, it seemed that she was more guilty.
After two seconds, she smiled and said, "Lord Zhan, what shall we eat tonight?"
"What did you have for lunch?" Business secretary Zhan suddenly asked.
"Ah?" Then he was stunned. For a moment, he didn't understand why he asked. He murmured, "Japanese materials."
Business secretary Zhan: "that's ok except for Japanese materials."
Time shallow: "...."
Half an hour later.
The car drove into the imperial garden and stopped in front of the villa.
Shi Qian and Shang Si Zhan got out of the car and walked into the villa.
The kitchen quickly prepared dinner and wine.
As soon as Shi Qian entered the restaurant, he noticed the wine on the table. Then he turned around and looked at Shang Si Zhan. He immediately had a bad feeling.
When you sit down for dinner, you don't drink.
Business secretary Zhan didn't ask her to drink either. He just drank it himself.
Shi Qian's beautiful eyes flashed a bit of doubt. At noon, Shang Si Zhan said he wanted her to come with him at night. He would not say anything about it.
She finally couldn't help it: "don't I drink with you?"
Business secretary Zhan put down his glass and glared at her and said, "you can drink if you want. You don't have to drink if you don't want to. Anyway, the result is the same whether you drink or not."
“........”
After thinking for a while, Shi Qian poured himself a glass of wine.
Mr. Zhan, the commercial secretary, said nothing.
Shi Qian had drunk wine at noon, but at night, he drank different kinds of wine. He didn't drink much, so he was slightly drunk.
There was still work to be done in the evening. She didn't want to get drunk, so she didn't continue.