Thin-hearted president, don't be too bad

Du Yan'an felt that his persistence for a long time seemed to have become a mistake. His revenge for Lan Shi and all kinds of prejudices against LAN Ziting disappeared in an instant, but no one could help him. No one would have thought of what he had done. He always hated the people who thought he was the biggest culprit, In the end, he helped his own people. The huge gap made it difficult for him to accept for a moment.

Out of the hotel, Du Yan'an did not return to the company or go home. Instead, he went to a bar. In a corner where few people paid attention, he poured cup after cup of liquid with the irritating taste of alcohol down his throat. The cold liquid crossed the esophagus, but it was difficult to paralyze his nerves. He never felt that it was a pain to drink well.

The warm and noisy voice leaped quickly in my ears, making the whole person wobble. Du Yan'an sat there quietly, hiding in a dark corner, with the hot alcohol.

LAN Ziting has an appointment with a customer in the bar. She knows that all businessmen like this atmosphere, but it doesn't mean she likes it. She looked at the bloated customers, holding the exposed women in her arms, smiling at the sensitive parts, and there was another layer of warm thoughts in her eyes.

"Miss LAN, dry this cup of wine!" Zhang Guotao handed LAN Ziting a glass of high concentration wine with a smile on his face.

LAN Ziting looked at the strong alcohol smell in the white glass, hesitated for a while, took it and took a sip slightly.

Zhang Guotao looked at LAN Ziting and immediately frowned and said, "this is not good. Is Miss LAN the only one who can drink?"

LAN Ziting was at a loss when she heard the speech and held the wine cup in her hand.

She can't drink. This is a high concentration whisky. She still feels a little choking after drinking it. If she drinks this cup, I don't know how it will look. And there are good and bad people here. She is a single girl, which is not very convenient.

So LAN Ziting thought it over and said, "I'm too drunk. I'm afraid if I drink it, I'll give you trouble."

"Where is it?" Zhang Guotao sat skillfully beside LAN Ziting, and then said, "everyone is friends. If you are drunk, I will take care of you!" a pair of fat hands slowly touched LAN Ziting's thighs.

This explicit behavior immediately aroused LAN Ziting's great reaction. With a wave of her hand, she opened his arm, then stood up and said, "Mr. Zhang, please respect yourself." but in her heart, anxiety and tension were intertwined.

As soon as the words of opposition were said, Zhang Guotao's previous enthusiasm changed his face. He covered his wrist and said loudly, "don't toast and don't drink the penalty wine!" Zhang Guotao threatened with a straight face: "only I dare to help you like you. If you don't serve me well, don't want to talk about any business!"

LAN Ziting stood there, biting her lower lip and looking at Zhang Guotao.

She didn't expect that they were such people. But if you don't agree, what should Blue's future road do. She doesn't want to see her family destroyed here.

Thinking of this, LAN Ziting can only resist her disgusting * * * and sit down again.

Then she skillfully picked up a glass of wine and handed it to Zhang Guotao. She tried to suppress her voice and said lightly, "this is the wine I apologize for. I just saw that I didn't know the rules when I was young and offended you." Lan Ziting controlled her trembling hand and continued: "LAN's business still needs your care."

Seeing this, Zhang Guotao's face had a glimmer of brilliance. He reached out to hold LAN Ziting's hand and said, "right, that's good."

The palm moved slowly down the wrist irregularly, and then hugged LAN Ziting.

"Lan's future development depends on your performance." Zhang Guotao said with meaning. His eyes looked at LAN Ziting, very obscene.

LAN Ziting smelled the strong smell of alcohol and tobacco mixed with Zhang Guotao, and a disgusting smell gushed from the bottom of her heart. She was restrained in the next second.

"Come and have a drink." Zhang Guotao took a drink from his glass, then leaned over his head and wanted to kiss LAN Ziting's lips.

Closer and closer, looking at the mottled marks on each other's mouth, LAN Ziting wanted to close her eyes and put up with it. But when he opened his mouth, all the suppressed fears surged into her heart, which made LAN Ziting suddenly stand up and push Zhang Guotao away.

She hesitated for a moment, bent over and said sorry, and immediately ran out of the room.

Wearing high heels, I hurried across a corridor, turned around and saw no one coming, so I stopped.

When that lip came over, Du Yan'an's figure flashed in my mind. Mingming has divorced, but he stubbornly wants to keep himself. Even if the other party doesn't love her, he still wants to give himself only to the other party.

Such a mood, how to do!

Du Yan'an sat on the sofa. The table in front of him had been filled with several empty bottles. When he poured out a bottle of wine again, he looked up and saw a familiar figure in the noisy crowd.

LAN Ziting staggered away from the crowd and wanted to go out. The glass of wine she had just drunk seemed to have played a role at this time, and her head began to blur.

But she tried to warn herself not to lose consciousness here. She struggled to take out her mobile phone from her bag and wanted to call an Zihao to pick her up.

After hanging up the phone, his hand shook and his mobile phone fell to the ground. LAN Ziting bent down to pick it up, looked up and saw Du Yan'an's face appear in front of her.

"Du Yan'an..." Lan Ziting wanted to turn around and leave, but her body controlled by alcohol kept her.

Even if they have separated, they will still think of this familiar face when they dream back at midnight.

"What are you doing here!" Du Yan'an said unhappily, looking at his clothes with a frown.

This woman came to such a place when she couldn't see. She didn't know which man she was with just now!

"I..." to talk business with others.

Then I couldn't say anything.

It's shameful to trade with your body!

Du Yan'an looked at LAN Ziting, whose face became more ugly.