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Chapter 785 Miao Miao is slightly drunk, the principal poachs

Chapter 785 Miao Miao is slightly drunk, the principal poachs
After the movie is over, people are also drunk.

Miao Miao was half lying on the sofa, with the poignant ending song playing in her ears, holding a goblet in her arms, her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were blurred.

Suddenly, she sat up awkwardly and reached for the red wine bottle on the coffee table.

Unexpectedly, it fell through.

Shen Chunhang took the first step to pick up the wine bottle and put it further away, "You are drunk, you can't drink any more."

"Drunk?" The woman's eyelids were slightly raised, her thick eyelashes were like two separate feather fans, she was languid in her drunkenness, and she was charming under her languidness.

All revealed inadvertently.

The man took a tight breath, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly.

"Who said I was drunk?" Miao Miao stared straight at him, her eyes rolling, "You said that?"

She has never seen such a bold and lively expression on her face, like a ball of fire, a ray of light, hot and bright, completely subverting the gentle, reserved, slow-tempered and shy image in Shen Chunhang's mind.

But instead of feeling disappointed, he felt a kind of excitement that was eager to try.

With a hum, the voice was hoarse, "I said so."

"Listen well," the transparent goblet was tossing and shaking between the woman's snow-white fingers, and under the light of the projection, it became more and more blurred and mottled. She paused every word: "I-I'm-not-drunk-"

Accompanied by the shallow breathing, the aroma of the wine diffused from the lips, curling into the man's nostrils.

Beauty, red wine, drunk, slightly drunk.

Shen Chunhang's eye sockets felt hot.

Suddenly, the woman staggered, and he didn't want to stop to catch it, "Slow down."

"Huh? Why are you shaking? There are... two of them?"

Shen Chunhang: "..."

"Why are you hugging me?" She seemed to react suddenly, and immediately stabilized the sofa and stood up straight.

Principal Shen's arms were empty, his hands were mercilessly slapped off, and he was still a little dazed.

It is estimated that he has never been treated so coldly.

"I'm not drunk, I can stand still." As he said, he patted his cheek with the palm of his hand, and Shen Chunhang felt pain from the force of the patting.

Soon, purple marks appeared on the already blushing cheeks, one can imagine how much effort was used.

"Stupid or not?" The man laughed, with a helpless expression on his face.

Miao Miao regained consciousness for a moment, her eyes were instantly clear, she looked at him, and emphasized again: "I'm really not drunk, if you don't believe me, I'll take two steps to show you..."

As he spoke, he walked straight forward without shaking his body.

After walking a certain distance, he turned around quickly and smiled at the man: "I didn't lie to you, did I? If you don't have enough alcohol, how can you have dinner with the client?"

Shen Chunhang frowned: "Shen Yu wants you to socialize?"

She tilted her head with doubts in her eyes: "Isn't this what a secretary should do?"

"Want to drink?"

"Occasionally. There is Li Fu who serves as a wine accompaniment. He can drink better than me."

"Do you need to work so hard as a woman?" These words were full of emotion and a little aggressive.

Miao Miao gave him a strange look, and muttered softly: "Whether you work hard or not has nothing to do with whether you are a woman? Women can also work hard, even better than men..."

Shen Chunhang choked up.

"Could it be... you also discriminate against sex in the workplace?"

"I do not have!"

"... Oh." Limp, not very convinced.

"I really haven't," he explained with a wry smile, "But it is undeniable that in the current workplace environment, women are often more demanding than men. Take the matter of entertainment as an example. , men are born with an advantage, not only in terms of alcohol capacity, but also the natural convenience brought by gender."

When a man socializes, at most he is just being poured.

But for women to socialize, drinking is for teasing, and teasing is to take advantage of the mouth, and what's more, they directly start.

Miao Miao was silent for a moment.

"...But there are some things that people have to do. Being in it, you don't necessarily follow the trend."

"You could have had it easier, couldn't you?"

"How easy?" Miao Miao shook her head, "It's impossible to resign, and it's not realistic to transfer jobs."

"Why is it unrealistic?"

Miao Miao chuckled: "For example, if Shen is always a strong general, then I must be the most capable lieutenant next to her, not a small soldier hiding in the barracks away from the battlefield and counting the luggage."

"The division of labor is different, but every link is equally important, whether it is fighting in battle or logistical deployment."

"It depends on the individual's pursuit." Miao Miao's eyes shone with a light that men can't understand. "Some people want to live in comfort, and some want to make meritorious deeds. They can't be generalized."

Shen Chunhang twitched the corners of his mouth, and lightly smiled into his eyes: "So, you still want to make meritorious deeds?"

Miao Miao stared, and subconsciously straightened her back to show her strength: "Of course!"

"Aren't you considering changing the chief general?"

"Ah?" Miao Miao was stunned for a moment, "What do you mean?"

"If you want to make great achievements, you don't necessarily have to be Shen Yu's lieutenant general. There are many other options."

Miao Miao raised her eyebrows: "For example?"

Shen Chunhang coughed lightly, adjusted the neckline of his shirt, and said jokingly: "What do you think of me?"

"You?" He swallowed, dumbfounded.

The man's complexion suddenly sank: "Can't you?"

"A teaching assistant? Or an associate professor? Or a little secretary?"

Shen Chunhang wanted to say, you can be the hostess.

But when the words came to his lips, he was suppressed by reason: "...anything is fine."

Miao Miao waved her hand: "I'd better be a student obediently, being a teacher is not suitable for me."

(End of this chapter)