Chapter 6 It's Me, Yan Huaiwen

One month later, on the 6th floor of the Grand Hyatt Hotel in City B, in a box named Wolan Tingxue.

"President Li, I offer you a toast."

The woman's bare hands, which were not painted with Koudan, had shiny and full nails. Holding the wine glass at this moment, the pair of soft and white hands were more tender and whiter.

Yan Qing could feel that from the moment she entered the door, Mr. Li had been staring at her with disbelief, and while helping her cup, he took the opportunity to touch the back of her hand, and she took a deep breath, Hold back the nausea.

Rather than having a heart-to-heart conversation at the wine table where the cups are exchanged, she prefers to come and go at the negotiating table with sharp words.

She has always hated this kind of hypocritical occasions the most. These men have to "discuss important matters" in a sensual place with bright lights.

It's just that today is the first business she transferred from the branch to the headquarters to discuss, and the whole team was chatting with her at the wine table, so she could only follow along. Had two glasses of red wine.

The waiter opened another bottle of red wine, and she took the initiative to take it. When she turned sideways, she "accidentally" lost her footing and collided directly with the bottle. The dark red wine overflowed the bottle instantly, staining Yan Qing's white coat red front.

"Mr. Li, Mr. Liu, take your time. I'll go to the bathroom to clean up the wine stains, and I'll be right back." Yan Qing stood up from the wine table with a bright smile.

"Xiaoyan, why are you so careless? Hurry up and come back, I, hiccup, I'll be here waiting for you to come back." Mr. Li was already drunk, and he was hiccupping while talking. Huddled together, winking, Yan Qing felt a chill.

After coming out of the box, Yan Qing breathed a long sigh of relief after breathing in the fresh air.

Standing in front of the bright and wide mirror in the bathroom, she touched her somewhat rosy cheeks with her hands. Sure enough, she was a little hot from wine, and the end of her eyes were a little red.

Stretching out her hand, the faucet sensed the water coming out, she didn't care about the skirt that was splashed by the red wine, instead she vigorously rubbed the inch of skin touched by the "salty pig's hand", until the back of her hand turned red before stopping.

Yan Qing frowned, as if she still felt uncomfortable being touched.

"Director Yan."

Someone pushed open the bathroom door and called her enthusiastically from behind.

She looked back and saw that it was a female colleague who was not very familiar with the company. This time they came to discuss cooperation together, and she seemed to be Liu Dong's capable subordinate. Just now, she was good at dancing at the wine table and coaxed several leaders into high spirits. , she is like a log.

Yan Qing couldn't even remember the other party's name, so she could only show it with a smile.

"Mr. Liu said that we have settled the case tonight. Now arrange for everyone to rest at the Grand Hyatt Hotel and have a day off tomorrow. I specially picked a high-level VIP suite for you." The female colleague winked at her like offering a treasure. wink.

Yan Qing originally subconsciously wanted to refuse, but the female colleague was very enthusiastic, and it was indeed too late tonight, so she has never been able to drink very well. Since that night three years ago, she tried her best not to drink at all.

Today, she made an exception and drank alcohol. She was dizzy and confused, and it was inconvenient to go back. After thinking about it for a while, she took the room card and said with a smile, "Thank you."

After the show ended, Yan Qing took the elevator directly to the 19th floor of the hotel, and found room 1916 marked on the room card.

After closing the door, she took off her delicate professional attire jacket as she walked, and she only wore a champagne-colored silk sling inside, and went straight to the inner room. Moved.

Half asleep and half awake, Yan Qing still felt that she should get up to remove makeup and freshen up, but her dizziness was severe, and her body felt hot, so she kicked the quilt away irritably.

"Click!" was the sound of the room's door being unlocked.

Someone was approaching, and a pungent smell of alcohol and a fusion smell of greasy food filled her surroundings, Yan Qing frowned displeasedly, and became more sober.

"Xiaoqing, wait a long time."

A stubby man's hand touched her face impatiently, and wanted to reach down.

Yan Qing's irritability reached its peak tonight.

Suddenly there was a loud bang, the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Even though Yan Qing's mind is a little unconscious and his body is uncomfortable, his fighting strength is still beyond the charts.

She was alert when there was any movement at the door, and secretly gathered her strength. When the villain got closer, she punched straight, and finally used a skillful wringing to overturn the man with evil intentions to the ground.

She was the champion of the provincial youth karate championship that year, but her skills were not as good as before. Fortunately, her basic skills have not fallen behind, and Yan Qing moved her aching wrist.

With the help of the dim light, she could see clearly that the fleshy face was Mr. Li who was trying to take advantage of her at the wine table.

"You bastard, shameless! Let me go, or you won't be able to leave Grand Hyatt alive!" Seeing that the bullying failed and he was restrained, Mr. Li tore his face and cursed.

"President Li, I'm so scared."

After hearing this threatening sentence, Yan Qing replied mockingly, but stepped harder.

"It hurts, hurts! Let me go, you shrew!" Mr. Li could only lie on the ground and howl.

Yan Qing, who had a headache even more from the crying and howling, also became more irritable, and impatiently gave him a hand knife, which knocked Mr. Li unconscious, and this time he was completely quiet.

She was about to get up and call the front desk of the hotel. Why does Li always have her room card? Judging from the situation, she should not have entered by mistake, but was clearly trying to bully her. She was going to discuss with the hotel how to deal with this matter. Call the police or what.

Yan Qing, who was thinking, was taken aback. The room hadn't been quiet for 2 minutes, and there was another bang!
The door of the room was kicked open suddenly, and a few people broke in. They should be the security personnel of the hotel.

The leader was a handsome young man with a pair of charming peach blossom eyes and a face of a dissolute nobleman. He stared dumbfounded at the extremely impactful scene in front of him.

The attractive young woman riding on the fat belly of a bald man and panting gently on the greasy man is indeed misleading at first glance.

The young man leaned against the door and joked with a smile, "Hey, it's pretty wild, is this hitting from the head of the bed to the end of the bed?"

Yan Qing wanted to see clearly who this person was watching the jokes at the door, but the lights were dim, and the door was a bit far from the bedside.

So she squinted her eyes and asked a sincere question from the bottom of her heart, "Handsome guy, who are you?"

"You guys go back first, I don't need you for the time being depending on the situation." The young man turned around and said to the people behind him.

"Yes, Mr. Lou." The security personnel responded and left.

"Miss, you called Brother Wen first." Lou Nan crossed his arms and asked leisurely.

"He can't go away for a while, let me come over and take a look first, it seems that Brother Wen shouldn't be worried about your safety, he should be worried about that one." After Lou Nan finished speaking, he pointed his finger at the corpse-like The middle-aged man still had a frivolous smile on his lips.

Yan Qing's reaction was a little slow, and she didn't quite understand what he said. When did she call?
"Call Brother Wen?"

"Which one is Brother Wen?"

As she thought about it, she whispered out all the thoughts in her heart.

"It's me, Yan Huaiwen." A noble and indifferent voice sounded from behind the door, Yan Qing was at a loss for what to do, and turned her head stiffly to look over.

 Yes, that's right, Mr. Yan is here!
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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