The waiter, who was kicked by the uncertain man, fell to the ground and wanted to cry.

A pair of eyes were red with tears that dared not fall.

Now she is also pointed at by the nose and scolded her for being cheap. It is even more atmospheric and dare not give a.

Those on the side are Junlin's friends in the workplace, as well as the directors, deputy directors or producers we used to know.

They all came out to stabilize him and advised him to calm down. As for the waitress on the ground, she left the box crying after she got her due reward.

"Mr. Dong, Mr. Dong, calm down, calm down. Her new comer doesn't understand the rules. If there's anything bad to serve, I hope you'll forgive me."

Finally, even the manager of the bar appeared, just to prevent these gentlemen from taking their own KTV out in the future.

They tried desperately to speak well.

Junlin was half drunk and his head was hurt by the information sent by song Qianqian just now. As soon as others touched him, he immediately pushed him away.

"Get out!"

He only coldly lost a word to the manager. The manager didn't dare to stay longer for a moment and rolled out.

Other waiters brought several glasses of red wine and nodded to open it with a bottle opener.

"Come on, Mr. Dong, drink. Don't let unimportant people and unimportant things spoil our interest in drinking."

The man poured a glass of red wine to King's landing. King's landing was also angry. As soon as he took it, he sulked.

Then, I don't know where it provoked him again. He narrowed his scarlet eyes, stared at a place in the box, and kicked all the red wine bottles in front of him to the ground. It was another mess.

"Who asked you to draw roses? Who asked you to draw roses on the wall of the box? They all want to die, don't they?"

The red wine glass in his hand was smashed on the ground by him and split.

Several people sweated on their backs and hurriedly explained: "Jun Dong, that, that is a blooming rose, not a rose, not..."

"Who told you not to draw roses?" king Lin angrily grabbed the collar of the speaker, looking very dry.

The arrested person is also helpless. It's not good to draw rose flowers. It's not good not to draw rose flowers. What's the matter.

It is said that Mr. Dong's temperament has changed greatly since he took office. He didn't believe it at first, but now he believes it properly!



Song house.

"This fruit milk is really the taste you gave me before."

Song Manxi was not thirsty, so she just took a sip and began to chat with song Qianqian.

"I remember, sister, you've always liked fruit milk for a long time. How did you develop this habit?"

Song Qianqian looked down at the glass with warm fruit milk in his hand, and the white liquid in it reflected her face.

The eyes were full of unspeakable sadness.

"It's been a long time. I remember when I was in college and just entered the entertainment industry, I ran the crew all day and collapsed." she raised the glass and the light shone on it.

She smiled: "once, King's landing came to see me and said that my face was too pale. He advised me not to be so tired. At that time, my uncle just promised me a year. I couldn't relax. I answered him, but I still went my own way."

"He sent a message and told me many times. I didn't see it. The next day someone sent two boxes of fruit milk."

"He gave it to me. I got used to it when I drank it, but later the brand of fruit milk was gone. Although it was still fruit milk, it was no longer the original one."

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