After Nangong finished handling the emergency, it was late at night. He accompanied the client to drink a lot of wine, and finally got on the bus with the help of his secretary Linna.

"Back to Nangong." Linna told the driver.

"Don't... Go home..." Nangong Junyu tied his tongue, and his drunken whole body collapsed on the seat.

"Where is the president going?" Linna asked. She drank a lot, but she was sober. She was touched by those disgusting customers.

"Airport..." Nangong Junyu said and fell asleep.

The driver and Lina were stunned. It's three or four o'clock in the morning. There is no flight at all.

At Linna's request, the driver drove to a hotel near the airport and helped her to get Nangong Junyu to the presidential suite.

Linna asked the driver to leave first. She waited on Nangong Junyu to go to bed and take off her clothes.

Nangong Junyu just went to bed. Wow, she vomited all over Lina, which made her scream. Finally, she had to take a shower in the bathroom and change into a suit soiled by vomit.

When Lina comes out in her bathrobe, Nangong Junyu's mobile phone rings. She goes to pick it up and looks at it. It's Qian Manman. She has answered it many times and already knows what is sacred.

Press the call button, and the voice of Qian Manman comes over.

"Miss Qian, the president is drunk. It's not convenient to answer your call now." Lin Na Jiao voice returns a way.

Qian Manman, who answered the phone, was stunned. If she did not miscalculate, now it's early in the morning in the United States. Why did this woman answer it again?

"Miss Qian, is there anything you need me to tell the president?" Linna saw that the other side was silent and continued to ask.

"Why are you with him so late?" Qian Manman asked, suppressing her anger. Her heart ached.

"The president is drunk. I just sent him back." Linna's answer was very calm and professional.

"Put him on the phone!" Qian Manman gritted his teeth and roared.

"Miss Qian, the president is drunk." Lina stressed again.

Qian Manman was angry, she yelled: "do you know who I am from your president?"

"I'm sorry, Miss Qian. The president told me about your relationship." Said Lina, leaning back in her chair with her legs up.

"What did you say?" Qian Manman felt like a face was slapped alive, hot.

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