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Thus, he steeled Chen Mu's heart, "Next time you drink at the table, you can't drink more than ten cups. The next time you drink at the table, you can't drink more than ten cups.

Yi Cheng immediately rejected it: "Business matters are very important, you cannot affect the company just because of me."

"Drinking is not good for your body. Are you really going to have a stomach perforation before you regret it? "It's too late, you're still young. Even if you're missing a business partner, there will still be tens of thousands coming forward. Do all business have to be accomplished on the basis of sacrificing one's own body?"

With regards to the painful advice given to Chen Mu, Yi Cheng was a little impatient. He said stiffly: "This is my problem." It has nothing to do with you.

Chen Mu naturally understood the latter part of his sentence. He looked at him deeply and said, "Then you are courting death."

After saying that, he left the smoking area and returned to the box without looking back.

Not only did the three people in the box see the Miasma on Chenmu's body, so they automatically blocked him and talked to each other.

After that, Yi Cheng also walked in with a darkened face. The few artists who were standing immediately surrounded him, Yi Cheng accepted a cup of wine and glanced at Jiang Chenmu. Chen Mu was just playing with his phone and did not look at anyone.

Not knowing whether it was anger or something, Yi Cheng had made a lot of people drink until he said to the person beside Chen Mu, "Director Yi, the car is already outside. We should return to the hotel."

Zhang Rongqiang did not drink much, so he very clearly dispersed the wine, and Yi Cheng left while being supported by the person who spoke, who was also his special assistant.

Yi Cheng's footsteps were a little lacking, so Zhang Rongqiang gave a meaningful glance to the male artists beside him who were still conscious. The male artists, on the other hand, sensibly moved closer to Yi Cheng, claiming to be of help to Director Yi to return to the hotel.

Ye Yin, Han Jun and Zhang Fei had left a long time ago, and only General Chen Mu was left to watch the farce. Only when Yi Cheng was dragged out of the private box by two people did they bid their farewells to Zhang Rongqiang.

Yi Cheng was actually not that drunk. He understood what this unfamiliar person beside him wanted to do as he pushed and shoved him again and again.

He requested for help from a special assistant beside him, who immediately pretended to be official as he said to the male artist: "I'm sorry, Director Yi isn't used to being supported by strangers, so please let go. If you don't let go, I will call the security guards."

The male artiste had to pay a huge price to be able to reach such an outstanding man from the outside to the inside. How could he give up?

He softened his tone and said: "I was requested by my boss to send Director Yi back to the hotel. If I didn't complete it, the boss would have scolded me, then my life would be ruined. I beg you, please allow me to send the Director Yi back to the hotel, just treat it as a small favor?"

The male artiste's voice was soft, as if he was flirting with a girl. He held his softened heart and remembered that Director Yi's boyfriend was here too, but he could tell just now that they were arguing.

It was very normal for couples to quarrel, but if one was tricked because of a quarrel, then that would give a person's feelings a dark feeling, never to be seen again. When he thought that he might have been careless, Director Yi and his boyfriend would go their separate ways. Director Yi would then regret what he had done and vent all his anger on Yue Yang, causing him to lose his job.

He wasn't stupid, he couldn't do anything wrong!

"If you are pestering me, I will call the security guard. I hope you will behave yourself."

In the end, the male artist was still afraid, so he unwillingly let go of Yi Cheng's hand, and watched him leave vexedly.

All of this had fallen into Jiang Chen's eyes, allowing him to see everything more clearly.

He walked forward and patted the male artiste's shoulder. "Don't think that you can get promoted just by using some evil tricks. Rather than that, you might as well practice well."

The male artist saw that it was General Chen Mu, so he nodded his head obediently. He also watched him leave before saying with disdain, "Don't tell me you didn't get your position by selling your body? "Tsk …"

He Li brought Chen Mu back to his home. The moment he entered the small district, he saw that Chenchu's house was actually brightly lit, and he somewhat anxiously asked Chenmu while his eyes were still shut. "Mu Mu, is there anyone else in your house? Why is the lights in the house on? "

When he heard what he said, he opened his eyes and saw that his own house was really lit up. He took out his phone suspiciously, because he was very angry with Yi Cheng, he did not look at his phone even once all the way. At this moment, he took it out, and saw that his mother had called him.

"It's nothing, my mom is here." She then asked He Li to stop the car at the door, then turned and said to He Li: "You don't need to come tomorrow, I'm taking a leave of absence."

He Li thought that Mu Mu Mu's mother had come, and being with her was important, so she drove away without any objections.

"Mom, good evening." When they entered, they saw Zhao Lan sitting in the living room, reading the magazine he placed on the table.

Zhao Lan's nose was very sensitive, adding that Jiang Chenmu's room was not very big, she could smell a dense smell of alcohol and smoke: "Go take a shower first before you talk to me."

Jiang Chen was not obsessed with cleanliness, but Zhao Lan had it, so he immediately ran towards the toilet and took a shower. He smiled as he went into the living room and sat side by side with Zhao Lan.

"Why are you back so late? Did you go out to have dinner? " Zhao Lan had just got off the plane, she was here to discuss business, seeing that it was late, she directly came to see her son. Who knew that at around 12 o'clock, he still hadn't come back, even didn't pick up the phone, WeChat also didn't respond, nobody knew what he was doing.

He nodded towards Chen Mu: "I came for a friend, the Hosi Hai Owner treated us to a meal, I didn't drink much, the smell I brought was all from the private room."

Zhao Lan ruffled his wet hair and said consolingly: "My son has grown up, and is now a big star. The employees under me are all your fans, and everyday I have to marry you."

"That's a must! "Whichever daughter-in-law your mother likes, your son will marry and not disappoint your mother!" Jiang Mu patted his chest and said righteously.

Zhao Lan was used to seeing his silly look, so she did not feel much when she patted him. "Enough, you still have to wake up early tomorrow, are you still not going to sleep?"

"I'll take a leave of absence tomorrow." Jiang Chen smiled. "My mother is here, how can I not accompany her?"

"But your mother wants to work, so she doesn't need you to accompany her. Don't find excuses for your laziness!"

"Hee hee …"

The next day, Zhao Lan still made breakfast for him before leaving the house.

The three of them, Chen Mu and Ye Yin, had a WeChat group called "Those Lovely People".

Mr. Big Leaf: Jiang Chenmu, you're out of work for no reason.

Mr. Xiao Yezi: Are you sure you won't come today?

"If you didn't come, I would have been poisoned by the love of two young ladies …"

Mr. Xiao Yezi: Can you change your name? It's so unpleasant to hear. To die

Mr. Big Leaf: Ibid.

Soo Soo loves to die: why don't you two trade? You still dare to despise me?

Wooden is lovely: Fei Fei Fei, please remember that your value will always exceed your imagination.

I don't want it either! It looks like you're going to measure today. Are you sure you won't come?

Wood is cute: I have something important at home today, so I won't come.

Mr. Big Leaf: What about the size? I remember you as the male lead, your attitude is really bad, it's practically the shame of the industry!

Wood is cute: Young Master Han, if you continue to insult me like this, I have status in Sunday, I won't let you go.

Mr. Big Leaf: …

Mr. Xiao Yezi: It's fine as long as you don't worry. Wood, what happened to you last night?

Wood is cute: Brother Ye, I'm fine, it's just my first time going to such a big liquor store, so I'm not used to it.

Sheehan died: Wood, your friend drank a lot last night. Are you all right? Would you like to take a look?

Yesterday, Yi Cheng's alcohol tolerance had already shocked everyone. The three of them had left because they could not watch any longer, and before leaving, they had even signaled Jiang Chenmu with their eyes for him to go and stop them. Who knew that Chen Mu would not look at them at all?

This isn't normal …

Wood is cute: It's okay, you guys have seen Director Yi's alcohol tolerance, he still has his friends by his side, so don't worry.

Mr. Xiao Yezi: Alright then. Are you coming tomorrow?

Wood is lovely: not necessarily, I have business.

Mr. Xiao Yezi: Alright.

After putting away the phone, he fell into a cycle of thought.

Yesterday was Jiang Chen's most angry day in history. Others might not know about it, but he knew it very well.

From the moment Yi Cheng started saying those heart-piercing words, his heart was still filled with fury. In his eyes, Yi Cheng had always been his friend, it was reasonable for friends to persuade each other, but Yi Cheng had unilaterally cut off this connection, which made him very dissatisfied.

However, that was not the reason why Chen Mu was troubled. It was already unusual for the two of them to meet again after they had gotten to know each other, so it was normal for Yi Cheng to not treat him as his close friend.

However, when he saw the men and women moving towards Yi Cheng, Chen Mu felt as if his eyes were being pierced by a few simple movements.

At this time, Jiang Chen finally realized the problem. Did he take Yi Cheng too seriously?

Jiang Chenmu was a rather cold-hearted person, which was called selfishness. In his world, there was no one other than his family. Even his so-called good friend would not make him care so much.

In other words, Yi Cheng had already reached the stage from a good friend to a family member.

She wanted to call him, wanted to see him, shared some fun things with him, looked for him whenever she met with difficulties, and believed that he would definitely be able to solve them for her.

He believed it from the bottom of his heart, surpassing all of Chenchu's expectations.

Chenchu had not been able to sleep last night, so she had spent most of the night on the internet using her cell phone to search for information about herself. The answer she got had kept him awake all night.