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Chapter 860 How can you be the same as him?
"Yeah, I'm about to call you!"

Tong Xiaohuai raised her eyebrows, "Call me?"

Yan Bo shrugged, "Yes, I'm calling you!"

What to hang out, what conversion strategy, go to hell!
Yan Bo cursed secretly in his heart, walked out with his feet up, and closed the door behind him.

Compared to the howling employees inside, Yan Bo felt that the outside of the corridor was quieter.

Moreover, he didn't want to ask some questions in front of so many people.

Tong Xiaohuai was a little surprised. I haven't seen him for a few days. Why does he seem a little weird?

So, he took a serious look at Yanbo again, and only then did he realize what was different.

"Yanbo, with your attire, it's absolutely no problem to mix with our classmates."

Yan Bo glanced at her with a half-smile, "Now it's Yan Bo again?"

Thinking of hearing her call him Third Young Master Yan that day, he almost crooked his lungs.

Tong Xiaohuai was stunned for a moment, then remembered the matter of inviting him and Ling Qingyun to drink that night, and laughed again.

"Young Master Ling also calls you Third Young Master Yan? I'm younger than you, how can I have the nerve to call you by your first name in front of him? Doesn't that seem disrespectful?"

Tong Xiaohuai didn't dare to say what she was thinking at the time, she knew very well in her heart that speaking out that kind of alienated words would hurt people very badly.

Although, she made up her mind to keep a distance from him, but just now when she heard Manager Shen say that he brought his employees here to drink, she ran over without even thinking about it. At that moment, I couldn't remember anything.

Yan Bo didn't believe her reason, but since she was willing to call him Yan Bo again now, let's forget about that day's incident and just treat it as a little girl who was having trouble.

"Well, I've never felt how much respect you have for me. Besides, how are you like Ling Shao?"

The corridor was not wide, so Yanbo could only stand face to face with Tong Xiaohuai with his back against the wall.

A waiter passed by with an ice bucket and beer, and respectfully called Miss, and couldn't help sweeping their curious eyes over their faces.

Tong Xiaohuai finally realized that standing here was like an exhibition, and pointed to the door of the VIP room, "Is it okay for them to play by themselves?"

Yan Bo shook his head, "What's the problem? As long as I'm willing to pay the bill, there's no problem."

Tong Xiaohuai nodded, "Are you interested in coming to my office? I do have a few bottles of wine, but I just don't know how to appreciate them."

Tong Xiaohuai's proposal, Yan Bo couldn't wait for it, "I'm very interested! Just wait for me!"

After speaking, he turned and pushed open the door of the VIP room, and said to the people inside, "Di Xu, you guys had a great time, I have to leave first."

The people inside only saw their boss go out, but they didn't see a beautiful woman coming in through the door, so they didn't stop him much.

"Go, go, little brother, it's better to go home early and rest."

Although Di Xu didn't stop him, he took the opportunity to take advantage of it verbally.

Of all the people here, the youngest intern is also 23 years old, so, regardless of the relationship between superiors and subordinates, Yan Bo is indeed the little brother of the whole company.

Yan Bo was in a good mood and didn't bother to argue with them, so he waved to them and closed the door.

"I heard from Manager Shen that you are sick?"

Yan Bo looked at Tong Xiaohuai very intently, but unfortunately, the lights in the corridor were not too bright, even if he looked carefully, he still couldn't tell whether her face was good or bad.

"Don't listen to his nonsense..." Tong Xiaohuai denied it.

It wasn't until she took him upstairs to the office, under the bright light of a room, that he could see clearly that her face was indeed a little pale.

"But your complexion is really bad, is it because you are too busy with work?"

Tong Xiaohuai's offensive and explosive power in the boxing ring gave Yanbo the illusion that Tong Xiaohuai's physical fitness is very good, so, when talking about her illness, he was more inclined to say that she was actually tired.

Tong Xiaohuai didn't say a word, she acquiesced in his guess, led him into the living room, raised his chin to signal him to sit down, walked to the small bar by himself, and opened the wine cabinet.

Yan Bo didn't sit down, but followed her, and was slightly surprised when he saw the cabinet of treasures.

"Xiaohuai, are these wines your collection?"

Tong Xiaohuai shook his head, "How is it possible? It's my dad's, no, it's not right, my dad is a big bastard, he doesn't understand these things at all. Strictly speaking, it's my mother's."

Her mother's health was not very good, and she basically didn't drink much after that, but she knew wine. According to her father, several brands of wine that the Tong's family now represents are all recommended by her mother.

Yanbo remembered that it was shown in those materials that Mrs. Tong's health was not in good health. Is it because she was a drunkard?
"My mother doesn't really dare to drink, she just understands, but she is not addicted to alcohol." Tong Xiaohuai clearly faces the wine cabinet and back to Yanbo, but she seems to understand Yanbo's mind.

"Then your good drinking capacity is inherited from Uncle Tong, right?"

Standing beside her, Yan Bo carefully read the labels of each bottle of wine, and became more and more curious about Tong Xiaohuai's mother.

First, the rather impressive designs of the chess and card hall, and then the expensive bottles of rare wines, all of which cast a veil of mystery on Tong Mama.

It's just that there are too few descriptions about Tong's mother in those materials.

"Well, half of it is inherited from my father, and the other half is acquired." Tong Xiaohuai said, turning his head to look at him, "Although I can drink, I don't know much about wine. You can choose which one you like?"

Tong Xiaohuai stepped aside and signaled Yanbo to choose by himself.

Yanbo knows wine, but he also loves wine.

Looking at the expensive cabinet in front of me, I think it must be hard-won Tibetan wine, and I feel a little bit reluctant.

"Xiaohuai, the wine that I drank that day is very good. Let's taste these after Uncle Tong and the others come back."

Yan Bo could imagine how much effort Tong Boss put into collecting these wines.

Tong Xiaohuai didn't think so, "My mother doesn't drink it anyway, but my father always gulps down any kind of wine. For him, drinking this is not as exciting as drinking a bottle of sorghum, so you can drink whatever you want." Just take it."

Yan Bo was very insistent, "Xiaohuai, what you need to pay attention to when drinking these wines is the atmosphere. Let's forget about it like this today!"

Tong Xiaohuai squinted at him, "Hey, third son Yan, tell me, what kind of atmosphere do you want to drink these wines?"

Yan Bo stared at her, "Of course it's a romantic atmosphere..."

Tong Xiaohuai didn't expect him to speak so bluntly, a wave of heat surged up on his face without warning, and he quickly turned his head to avoid his piercing gaze.

Her almost shy reaction put Yanbo in a good mood, he raised his hand to support the wall of the wine cabinet, and asked gently, "How, do you really want to drink? We can find another suitable place to drink."

(End of this chapter)