Chapter 407

When Mobei came to the corner, a waitress happened to push the dining car.

On the dining car, there are some plates that don't eat much: the more people come to this high-grade hotel for dinner, the more they pay attention to demeanor. They won't eat the sea like eating a string on the side of the road. Most people can't eat enough, so there won't be much less dishes on the plate after the dinner.

"Excuse me."

Just as the waiter gave Mobei a professional smile, he was about to pass by, but he was shouted and stopped: "Miss, what can I do for you?"

"I want to go to the bathroom. I don't know where it is."

Mo Beibei lowered his eyes shyly and asked softly, "can you please take me?"

No one is willing to refuse the help of such a simple girl, and the waiter won't immediately nod: "OK, please follow me."

"Thank you."

Mobei whispered his thanks. His right hand seemed to sweep casually from a fruit plate and followed the waiter to the bathroom.

A few minutes later, the waiter came out.

Instead of pushing the dining car around the corner, he bowed his head, took his mobile phone, hurried to the end of the western corridor, and whispered, "Oh, I told you I'm at work. I really don't have time to accompany you --"

The box of President Xia's banquet building is at the end of the corridor.

Two bodyguards in black leaned against the window, smoking, whispering and laughing.

After hearing the sound of heels beating on the floor, Li Chaoran looked back and saw the waiter coming quickly with the phone in his hands.

After laughing, Li Chaoran said to his companion, "cow, you see this little girl has a good figure."

The old cow, who also turned back, immediately nodded and said, "well, it's very good. It's no less than the beautiful president of Shentong express -- detached. Take the opportunity of her to call at the window and soak her to see if she can get started."

"Hey, hey, that's what I mean."

When Li Chaoran laughed, the waiter who bowed his head and called had come to them.

The waiter didn't find that there were two big men standing in the window until he saw their black shoes. He was surprised and raised his head: "ouch."

"Sister, I'm sorry to scare you. It's my brother's fault."

After the waiter raised his head, Li Chaoran immediately felt that his eyes were bright: I wipe, such a delicious little girl!

"Oh, I'm sorry, guys. I didn't notice you here. I'm sorry."

The waiter quickly bent down to apologize, then turned and left, looking very timid.

If the sister looks average, Li Chaoran and Li Chaoran won't stop her.

But who makes her look so interesting (interesting means that you want to have sex with her as soon as you look at it)?

It's like Jinlian's reincarnation. Even if you can't hook up with such a tasteful woman, it's good to say more words. After all, it's very boring to stand guard for the boss outside, isn't it?

So, after the sister apologized and turned to leave, Li Chaoran and Lao Liu both reached out their right hands to pull her arm and said with a smile, "sister, don't go. Talk with your brothers -- ER!"

The last word they wanted to say was still spinning at the tip of their tongue, and a white light flashed in front of them.

Then, the incomparable sharp pain, like electricity, quickly hit their pain nerves from their wrists. When they instinctively opened their mouth and gave a light hum, there was a numbness under their ribs. When they opened their mouth, they could no longer say a word.

Then they saw with their own eyes that their right hand stretched out suddenly separated from their wrists.

But without waiting for the blood to shoot out from the artery, the smelly woman nodded twice with her right hand. In their right elbow, the blood only came out in time and stopped.

It's like turning off the running tap.

Then, their frightened eyes floated on the ground, slowly closed and collapsed on the windowsill.

When they were trapped in the incomparable darkness, they seemed to hear a gloomy woman's voice say, "this time, your life is good. Only one hand was cut off."

She raised her hand and rubbed her eyes. The waitress standing in front of the washbasin opened her eyes, saw the girl in the mirror and came out of the bathroom.

On his clean little face, with timid thanks, he whispered, "thank you."

"Oh, it's all right. That's what I should do."

The waitress quickly smiled and said politely.

After Mo Beibei went out, she turned and looked at herself in the mirror with a blank face: curious and strange. Just now I seemed to sleep and dreamed that someone took off my clothes.

He looked down in a daze and looked at the white cheongsam still wearing on his body. The waiter smiled bitterly, raised his hand, patted his forehead and murmured, "it seems that we can't always work overtime in the future. Our spirit can't really support it."

After the waiter washed his face with cold water, he went out of the bathroom and took a casual look to the West. He saw that the bodyguard at the end window was still lying on the windowsill with his back to this side, probably smoking.

She didn't care. When she walked around the corner and pushed the dining car to the elevator, she didn't notice that there seemed to be a touch of red on the edge of the fruit knife on the fruit tray.

As red as blood.

Like Zhang Xin's pretty face, it was red and bleeding, and her feet could not stand steadily.

No, no, I can't just fall down like this. I have to take it easy. Well, wash my face first -- when Zhang Xin thought like this, Mobei had already sat back with her.

"Xiaobei, you, you have to learn to drink in the future. In our business, it's necessary to be able to drink and be coquettish. Cluck, cluck, otherwise, you can't do a lot of work."

When Zhang Xin put down her glass and tapped on Mobei's shoulder, she squinted at Fang Yuan and smiled vaguely.

"Sister Xin, I, I can't do it."

Mo Beibei whispered and lowered his head: "if I drink again, I will vomit."

"Take your time. I'm sure you can practice a good drinking capacity!"

Zhang Xin made a wine partition, picked up the small bag on the back of the chair, opened the chair and walked out of the box.

After coming to the box, Fang Yuan secretly followed Zhang Xin's every move. When she saw her go out, she smiled silently, raised her glass, grabbed Han Jun who was going to leave, and said with a big tongue: "no, don't go, three more cups!"

After the public relations department put Liu Guangli on the sofa as a dead dog, out of respect, love and even worship for his boss, they took turns holding wine glasses to honor minister Fang's wine.

If you don't refuse to come, it's called free and easy and carefree.

According to a young woman's calculation, so far, the minister has at least two Jin of Baijiu, still drinking, which makes her careful liver some pain, and scold the fox, why do not you know how to cherish the body of the round brother?

What if you drink your kidney and kidney?

No, I have to stand in the way for brother yuan to show my love for him -- a young woman thought in her heart, just about to pick up the wine glass, Fangfang had already walked over, put her left hand around Fang Yuan's arm, and said boldly to Han Jun, "junzi, sister, drink with you!"

This fox is one step faster than me!

A young woman scolded in her heart, but still picked up her glass: OK, don't you want to stop brother yuan from drinking? Then I think you can stop a few people.

Alas, in fact, these simple minded women don't know what brother yuan used to be.

If boiling water is Baijiu, they will always be drinking in the boiling water, if they know, the yuan will be angry to rush up to him: give him a turn: rely on, do not bully you so much, and fight quickly, and can change the Baijiu into water to deceive us, then you can try another quick trial now!

When Fangfang stopped the wine for Fangyuan and fought with her sisters, Zhang Xin came back.

After flushing several faces with cold water, the red on Zhang Xin's face retreated a lot, but her eyes were brighter.

When I came back, I saw that all the women, except the north of the desert, gathered around and filled the area with wine glasses. I immediately became angry. I slapped the table and shouted in a charming voice: "do you understand the minimum respect between superiors and subordinates? What's the style -- Fangfang, you all step back for me, let's come one by one!"

"Oh yeah, I like it!"

"Firmly support sister Xin!"

"Line up, line up, don't fight!"

Tonight, these women completely let go. They no longer regarded Mr. Fang as a superior leader. They regarded him as a little fresh meat that everyone ate. The atmosphere at the scene was quite hot.

No way, a large group of attractive young women, all drunk and confused, surrounded by untidy clothes, giggle and laugh, and there is no lack of people who take the opportunity to eat tofu. No matter who this man is, can he not be drunk?

As the saying goes, everyone gets drunk when he is not drunk. That's what it means.

Old people often say that wind is the flower medium and wine is the color medium.

Rao is Zhang Xin. He drinks a lot, but when he gets down from the Maotai with a height of more than one kilogram, he can't stand stably. He knows that he stares at brother yuan, giggles and winks. He even takes off his small suit, and two shirt buttons are untied, revealing a large area of black lace.

Fang Yuan seemed to have had almost the same drink. He no longer taboo anything like before. When Zhang Xin came over with a wine glass and a table, he almost lay down in his arms and shouted for a glass of wine, he didn't refuse -- he had three cups with her in succession in the cheers and applause of the young women.

After drinking a cup of Baijiu and a one or two or 32 Baijiu, Zhang Xin hung on the square neck, and he smiled and raised his mouth, kissing him in the face.

Minister Zhang's meaning is so obvious that he still retains a little sober Han Jun and others. If he doesn't know how to leave, he has been practicing in the public relations department for so long.

Immediately, everyone winked at each other, picked up Liu Guangli, who was like a dead dog, staggered out of the box and went to the disco on a floor of the hotel.

Tonight, some young women are destined to carefully weave a green hat for her husband.

Mobei came to the end. When he closed the door, he looked at the circle that had held Zhang Xin on the chair, and a strange evil smile floated on the corners of his mouth.

Before her smile stopped, she suddenly heard the frightened scream of the waitress in the corridor around the corner: "ah -- come on, kill!"

"Who, who killed?"

Han Jun and others who were about to go to the stairs were stunned when they heard the speech. Then they turned and ran to the other side.

As soon as the panic scream of the waiter fell, the door of the box next to him was opened. The other two bodyguards of the general manager of the building came out quickly and scolded: "what are you shouting, ah? Daniel, aloof, what's the matter with you? "

Seeing that the posture of their companions lying on the window was very wrong, the two bodyguards immediately realized that it was bad, and then saw two broken hands under their feet!

"What's going on?"

Just after the two bodyguards saw the broken palm and their mouth suddenly grew up, Lou Xiang walked out of the door.