Chapter 680: Suicide

Chapter 680 Suicide

Watching director Han Zheng say that he was going to serve food, Chi Hanjing subconsciously felt that there seemed to be something wrong. He just wanted to think about it, but the menu that Han Zheng stuffed into his hands attracted his attention in the next second.

"Exactly, see if there are any taboos or allergies." Han Zheng handed her the menu.

Chi Hanjing looked down at the menu, just in time to miss Han Zheng and Boss Qian meeting each other in the air and exchanging glances.

From an angle that Chi Hanjing couldn't see, Boss Qian's eyes flicked across her bare shoulders, like some kind of sticky liquid, which was indescribably disgusting.

The greedy gaze flashed past, and then looked down the slender body curve and legs along the shoulder.

As if looking at something, after a few seconds, Boss Qian gave the director Han Zheng a very satisfied look, and with the other hand, he couldn't wait to pick up the red wine and took a sip, then squinted in enjoyment. squint.

That appearance, it doesn't seem like you are enjoying the aroma of wine, but feeling a more graceful touch.

Seeing this, Han Zheng also had an idea in his mind.

"I have nothing to pay attention to." Chi Hanjing raised his head at this moment and returned the menu to Han Zheng.

Han Zheng directly put the menu aside, "Then serve."

The dishes were prepared early in the morning, and following Han Zheng's order, they were delivered to the table in an orderly manner by the dining car. Against the backdrop of the lights, the colors of each dish looked very bright, making people look appetizing.

It's just that the delicate arrangement didn't make the three people present pay attention.

"Miss Chi can be the heroine at such a young age, it can be seen that she has some strength." Boss Qian said with a smile.

Because the other party is an investor, and there is still a director sitting beside him, Chi Hanjing couldn't be completely cold-faced and say nothing for a while.

She had no choice but to smile, "It's because Director Han Zheng is willing to use me that I can get this opportunity."

"Don't eat the food when it's served, it's not good to wait until it gets cold." Han Zheng raised his hand to signal the waiter to help pour the wine while talking. "Try the red wine here, it's famously good."

The waiter understood, stepped forward and slowly poured the sober wine into everyone's glasses.

Although the aroma of the red wine wafted over, Chi Hanjing still frowned slightly.

She doesn't like drinking, let alone drink well.

and…

Seeing that there were no dishes and chopsticks and other sterilized tableware in other places, Chi Hanjing gradually realized that something was wrong with today's dinner.

…no one else will come.

She realizes it now.

What happened at the last minute, and I will arrive later, all Han Zheng and her said, and they were all one-sided words.

Chi Hanjing's hand on the table gradually clenched, feeling bad in his heart, subconsciously wanted to find someone to "save" him with his mobile phone, but just as he was about to make a move, he recalled that before entering the door, the mobile phone had been put in the bag and was taken away. The waiter took it away.

This is a scam.

Chi Hanjing's face darkened a little, and Han Zheng's voice was heard in the next second.

"I've always been optimistic about her, and this time the heroine is just right, and the opportunity has come." Han Zheng chatted with Boss Qian with a smile. "Such appearance conditions are not only outstanding but also have personal characteristics, and are easier to be remembered by the audience."

"Indeed." Boss Qian nodded in agreement.

Han Zheng saw that his words were approved by Boss Qian, and the smile on his face became even bigger.

Then his eyes returned to Chi Hanjing, seeing that the other party didn't seem to be moving his chopsticks, Han Zheng asked.

"Why don't you move your chopsticks?"

These words seemed to be a urging, which forced Chi Hanjing to take action.

As a result, when he moved his chopsticks, Chi Hanjing was forced to drink a few glasses of wine while the two were talking.

When she drank, she tended to lose face. After a few drinks, the drunken blush appeared on her cheeks.

As if dyed with rouge, the light shines on Chi Hanjing's well-maintained transparent skin from top to bottom, showing a little pink, and even the shoulders are painted with a pearly color, which looks like a beautiful statue. Artwork, people can't help but want to reach out and touch it.

I don't know when, Boss Qian's position changed from a position away to next to Chi Hanjing.

Boss Qian and Han Zheng can be said to be sandwiched between two breadwinners. With Chi Hanjing in the middle, it is difficult to get out.

The door of the private room is tightly closed, and generally will not open when there is no call.

At this moment, this closure breeds a sinful space.

Seeing that Chi Hanjing was getting drunk gradually, and his eyes were not as clear as when he first came in, Boss Qian and Han Zheng met each other's eyes, and they both showed knowing smiles.

"Ms. Chi's face is more than enough to be a heroine." Boss Qian put his arms around Chi Hanjing's shoulders.

The moment the smooth skin under his hands touches, it makes people's hearts flutter.

Rubbing the smooth and tender touch with his fingertips, he couldn't stop **** for more, Boss Qian was talking casually, and couldn't stop looking past the tube top and looking at the gully in the middle.

Chi Hanjing felt disgusted, but he didn't want to get up directly and disrespect the other party. Considering the other party's status as an investor, he had to turn around and make a toast, taking the opportunity to shake off the other party's hand on his shoulder.

"Thank you for complimenting me so much, may I offer you a toast?" Avoiding the disgusting touch, Chi Hanjing secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

She has already regretted it.

Chi Hanjing's eyes glanced at the door from time to time, her body was so tense that she revealed her inner resistance, even drinking the red wine that she thought was fragrant made her sick.

Boss Qian was not annoyed when he saw that he was thrown away.

He looked at Chi Hanjing and wanted to toast himself, and even smiled.

"Okay, drink."

One is a battle-tested boss, and the other is an entertainer who is not strong enough to drink. Of course, there is no need to say more about who gets drunk quickly.

Watching the scene of the prey struggling to hasten death is a different kind of enjoyment for the hunter.

You know, in order to win Chi Hanjing today, Boss Qian also spent a little money on wine.

After a few glasses of wine, Chi Hanjing felt even more dizzy, and even the image in front of him occasionally appeared double.

"Well…"

She shook her head, but the chaotic feeling was even worse.

Boss Qian didn't even cover it up this time, he just stretched out his hand and covered the back of Chi Hanjing's hand, as if helping her hold the wine glass.

"Miss Chi is drunk?" he asked.

But the drunkard's intention is not to drink, feeling the soft and boneless touch in the palm, and the beauty in front of him with shining eyes and misty expression, Boss Qian, as a man, has already had ripples in his heart.

He moved forward and touched his upper forearm along the back of his hand, feeling the vitality and youthful beauty under the young flesh and blood, and a lewd light appeared in his eyes.

Chi Hanjing felt more and more uncomfortable, "No—"

She struggled, raising her hand to shake off Boss Qian's attachment, trying not to let herself spit out in this situation.

At this point, Chi Hanjing got up and was about to leave, but was nailed in place by Han Zheng's voice in the next second.

"Where are you going?" Han Zheng didn't get up, but the chair was lying on the path Chi Hanjing was about to leave, blocking it tightly.

Chi Hanjing smirked, "I've had too much wine, and I want to go to the bathroom."

As long as she can go out and get the phone, she has a chance to get away.

If you stay here...

Chi Hanjing drooped his eyes and pursed his lips, already unable to imagine what would happen to him in the future.

"There is a toilet in the private room." But Han Zheng seemed to have expected it, and pointed her in the direction inside.