Ye Mingchen is sitting opposite Bai youyou. She turns her head slightly. She doesn't put forward the contract immediately. She looks at the waiter and brings up all kinds of dishes that make people see.

She whispered, "thank you for your hospitality."

Wang is always a middle-aged man with a big belly. It seems that most people of this age can't avoid beer belly and Mediterranean hairstyle.

General manager Wang ha ha, two laughs heartily: "where where."

Bai youyou is no longer too polite. Ye Mingchen moves his chopsticks and other talents move. As soon as he starts to eat, Mr. Wang asks people to open a bottle of liquor, and the assistant actively pours wine.

Mr. Wang took a goblet and presented it to ye Mingchen. Mr. Wang took a dull mouthful, but he was very face saving. That's how it is on the wine table. The more you drink, the more important that person is to you, and the more face he gives.

Ye Mingchen did not wriggle. He took the glass with his slender fingers and drank it in one gulp.

Generally, if the toasted person has a higher status, the meaning will be obtained. Mr. Wang couldn't open his smiling eyes and kept praising ye Mingchen's good drinking capacity.

Bai youyou is watching. Sure enough, the next one is her. When Mr. Wang respects her, she has already stood up with a glass of wine in her hand, and her smile is indifferent.

"Wait a minute."

Ye Mingchen's deep voice contains the light hoarseness after drinking wine. His cold eyes look at Bai youyou: "Bai is allergic to alcohol."

"Ah?" Mr. Wang didn't respond for a moment, but he understood the meaning after a second: "sorry, sorry, I don't know. I still have to give Mr. Bai a cup. If I drink it, don't drink it!"

Mr. Wang was once more forthright. After drinking, he called out to his assistant: "change it into a drink for Mr. Bai!"

"No

Bai youyou's clear voice rings out in the box. She holds the glass and brings the transparent white wine to her mouth. She narrows her eyes slightly and swallows it in one gulp.

Liquor into the throat, first stabbing throat spicy, slow to a burst of mellow aroma.

Bai youyou's eyes are watery. She raises her glass to let people see the empty one. Then there is a bright smile.

"Mr. Wang always gives such a face that I can't hide from wine."

Wang always Leng next, how does alcohol allergy still drink? First, he looked at ye Mingchen's dark face, then at Bai youyou's smile, and a cold sweat on his forehead. He suspected that this was a conflict between the two husband and wife.

Just in the heart think more, the mouth said is happy words: "thank you, Bai always look up to me!"

At this point, the toast is over, and then the staff chat. The crowd is lively, and the atmosphere is hot for a moment.

Bai youyou put down her glass and didn't drink any more. She sat beside Zhao Quan and ate the dishes at will. She felt a burning look on her body. She didn't have to think about it.

Zhao Quan chatted with other employees, and a meal went well, but I didn't know when Mr. Wang said the contract would be signed.

Bai youyou raises his eyes and looks at Mr. Wang. He stands up and toasts with a big stomach. He doesn't care about his employees except ye Mingchen and Bai youyou. He drinks a little.

Soon his face turned red and his eyes began to flicker. His voice became louder and louder. When he said a few words, the staff echoed and became more and more excited.

Bai youyou suddenly feels a little dazzled and distracted. It's hard for him to concentrate and see the things in front of him again.

She took two mouthfuls and breathed slowly.