596 my dreams

Mrs. Gu sat aside and said slowly, "Don Wang can't drink even the young lady in the evening. Don't you deceive people too much?"

Immediately someone said, "Miss Zhao is not good at night, but not necessarily. It depends on Miss Zhao's sincerity."

"I don't want to embarrass Miss Zhao either. Miss Zhao, you have drunk this row of wine. This contract will be passed by Wang Shibin." The smiling man spoke again, saying that he had taken five new glasses and poured most of the foreign wine one by one.

"Not much, not much. When Yingying was drinking with Wang Dong, he had drunk ten cups. Wang Dong rewarded her a million on the spot."

"Miss Zhao's contract is worth tens of millions. It's true."

After Mrs Gu opened her head, the men and women in the room answered.

Han min, listening to their words and sentences, put Zhao Siqing and the hostess in the evening together. He got angry and said, "I'll drink for her..."

Someone took a look at Han min and dragged him to his side. He said in a deep voice, "President Han represents our school. How can I replace Miss Zhao?"

In contrast, Zhao Siqing was extremely calm and didn't pay attention to the humiliation.

During her years of working abroad, she heard a lot of dirty words.

What might happen?

Sometimes, people can kill all directions without a single breath. When they reach the eaves, they have to bow their heads.

Zhao Siqing looked directly at the man in front of him and said slowly, "I hope director Wang has faith."

"Nature..." The man is holding a woman who is hanging on her, smiling at Zhao Siqing.

Zhao Siqing didn't hesitate any more. He took a glass of wine and began to drink it.

The entrance is spicy, and the intense burning sensation instantly seems to ignite a fire in the body. It burns all the way along the throat to the stomach. Only one cup of tripe, Zhao Siqing's small face is stained with a layer of powder halo.

The sound of music in the box was constant, and people cheered in the changing light and shadow.

Zhao Siqing then took the second, third and fourth Cup

Until five cups of wine, Zhao Siqing's nose has exuded a thin layer of fine sweat, and his eyebrows are more flattering.

"Good! Yingying, Miss Zhao is no inferior to you! " Dong Wang looked at the woman in his arms and laughed.

The woman had a beautiful face, painted with heavy makeup, looked at Zhao Siqing and said with a smile, "yes, Miss Zhao really has the potential to do our business. If you don't know, you think Miss Zhao wants to compete with me for a job."

"Yingying, don't talk nonsense. Miss Zhao's body and beauty need to compete with you for a job?"

……

Listening to the humiliation and ridicule of several people, Han min's face was ugly.

Zhao Siqing was still pale, looking straight at the woman and said slowly, "no need to be robbed. If you get old and look down, your job will be lost sooner or later."

The woman's face was a little ugly for a while. Looking at Zhao Siqing's unconvinced desire to speak, she had no bottom line for a while.

Zhao Siqing chuckled and said softly, "your spirit is given by men, but mine is given by myself. This is our difference."

The woman's face was unpredictable and speechless.

Zhao Siqing turned to look at another man. The man handed her a glass of wine directly. He said with a smile, "I'm too strong to drink. Usually, Xiaomei will take the place of me. I hope Miss Zhao doesn't mind."