Don't mess with me, the bastard of the glory of the king

Chapter 35 Big Red Packet

The news that Xinghe had won the first match reached Song Qi immediately. In fact, as the president of a listed company who manages many affairs, he doesn't need to worry about these trivial matters at all, but Gao Li's precious sister is in the team.

Song Qi is not young, and the family has been urging marriages in the past two years. Song Qi has someone in his heart, so he is naturally unwilling to deal with those delicate ladies from aristocratic families. There is a soft place in his heart, waiting for only one person to return.

Song Qi asked someone to reserve a box, and was going to hold a celebration banquet for the group of little kids who had returned in triumph.

When they returned to the base, Zuo Zong was afraid that he would miss some important point, so he held the computer and showed them the game process.

Every wonderful moment, mistakes, the accuracy of cut-in time, and the degree of tacit cooperation are broken down one by one.

Zuo Zong, who was serious, looked professional and serious. This fight was actually very beautiful in the eyes of outsiders, but in his opinion, there were still many shortcomings.

Xia Lang was holding a pen in his hand, with five fingers spread out, the pen was walking around the fingertips in a pattern, the chubby sitting opposite him looked at his slender fingers enviously, and then looked at his own bear claws, feeling inferior. bow your head.

"Little Fatty performed very well this time, the second master was played by you, Xiaopang, keep it up!" Zuo Zong patted Song Nan on the shoulder, encouraging him sincerely.

At the end of this match, Zuo Zong said clichédly: "Easy victory does not mean that you will be invincible in the future. Please calm down your mentality and don't be inflated."

The big boss called Bai Zhan and told him to treat him to dinner.

Bai Zhan informed everyone that they would go to Huanian for dinner in an hour. They quickly put away the notebooks in front of them, went upstairs to take a shower and change clothes.

When a few people arrived at the restaurant, Mr. Song had been waiting for a long time.

Xia Lang sat down next to the president, and smiled jokingly at him: "Why is the boss so generous, always treating us to dinner? We all feel embarrassed."

Song Qi looked at him: "Are you embarrassed? I really didn't see it."

Several people were seated, and the dishes were served one after another. Song Qi obviously put in a lot of effort, and the dishes on the table were all their favorites.

When Shi Lian was sitting next to Xia Lang, Song Qi's eyes turned on her body, and she couldn't hide it. Veins appeared on her forehead, and she felt that she had gone to a grand banquet.

Xia Lang knocked on the bowl in front of Song Qi, and squinted his eyes with a smile: "What's the point of Mr. Song, I don't care about anyone when I drink with you, my heart is broken, I know I don't look young Lian looks good, but you are too biased, no, you will punish yourself with three cups."

Song Qi twitched the corners of his mouth, he shouldn't have called this brat here, the people at the table were watching, they had to drink these three glasses of wine no matter what.

He was also bold, poured three glasses, and drained them all in one swoop. He appeared to be unrestrained, but his ears were actually red from the wine.

Xia Lang finished ordering, Song Qi also restrained himself a little, and Shi Lian ate a big meal happily.

After the celebration banquet was over, Song Qi was already slightly drunk, and he took out five big red envelopes from his carry-on bag like a magic trick, each of which was bulging, and looked like it was worth [-] yuan less.

Of course the five red envelopes were for Shi Lian and the others. Qiao Kai's eyes turned red with excitement when he saw the thick two dozen Mao Zedongs in the envelope, and he wished he could hold Song Qi's leg and express his heartfelt impassionedly.

Bai Zhan and Zuo Zong were so jealous, they secretly took advantage of Mr. Song's drunkenness to trick him.

"Boss, I work so hard every day, from morning to night to take care of these little bastards. I have to work hard even if I don't have any credit. Should I also pay attention?" Bai Zhan made a wretched gesture of counting money.

Zuo Zong was a little more tactful, and quietly glanced at Mr. Song's bag. The bulging bag had already shrunk, and he could only see a few contract papers, nothing else.

Song Zong pretended to be stupid and fled away, Bai Zhan and Zuo Zong looked at each other, and they both saw resentment in each other's eyes.

Shi Lian peeled the crab just now, his hands were a little sticky, so he went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

When the two came out, they happened to bump into each other, and Shi Lian subconsciously took a step back.

Song Qi lit a cigarette, and his mind was cleared up a little. Seeing Shi Lian's actions, he smiled angrily: "Anyway, you called me brother back then. For Gao Li's sake, I can't bully you."

Shi Lian frowned: "Why don't I remember, I called you brother?"

"Hey, you little brat." Song Qiqueque wanted to try flicking Shi's forgetful head: "You came to your sister's house to play in the fifth grade of elementary school, and your sister took you downstairs to buy popsicles. The most expensive ice cream, I paid for it, how sweet your mouth was at that time, thank you brother for saying that it is called a smooth."

Is there such a thing?Shi Lian was deeply skeptical, but seeing Song Qi's beaming expression, she was not going to ask anymore, Xia Lang and the others were still waiting for her.

"If Mr. Song has nothing else to do, I'll leave first." She nodded slightly, raised her foot and was ready to leave.

Song Qi's voice sank without warning, and there was an almost unstoppable plea in his words: "If you want news about your sister, you don't need to tell me where she is, just any country. I'll find it myself."

Shi Lian moved his mouth, waiting for her to say something, Song Qi grinned miserably: "There are still many promises I made to her back then that have not been fulfilled. I don't want to have regrets in this life. Get back what you want."

Shi Lian was a little moved, but she still didn't say anything.

No promise, because she doesn't know where Gao Li is.

But if Gao Li comes back one day, she might persuade her to look back, there is a regretful idiot waiting for him.

On the way back, Xia Lang still smelled of alcohol, leaned towards Shilian without seeing anything else: "What did you talk to the boss about, with a serious expression on your face."

Shi Lian was surprised how he knew she was talking to Song Qi, "Did you see it?"

"Guess." Xia Lang blinked innocently.

Shi Lian was not interested in him immediately, and soon noticed the smell of alcohol on someone's body, and stretched out his hand to push away the handsome face in front of his face.

(End of this chapter)