Having a rest in the afternoon, Zheng Moyan said that she wanted to eat sliced noodles with green crabs in the evening, so Jiang had to go to the vegetable market again.

With her pocket money, she took the elevator down the inpatient building, and just got out of the hospital gate, she was blocked by a black Maybach.

A Jin, dressed in a suit, came out of the cab and nodded to Jiang Fu: "Miss Jiang Fu."

With a thump in her heart, Jiang Fu sweeps the back seat and sees that there is no one in the empty seat. She is both lost and relieved. She can't understand the complicated emotion herself.

"Yes, what can I do for you?"

Ah Jin looked embarrassed and his face was very dark. After a long time of brewing, he said:

"the president is very bad."

“……”

"Drinking is very serious. I've been sent to the hospital for gastric lavage twice. I'm dealing with the company's problems for the time being, but I can't adjust his condition, so I have to ask you for help. If I can, would you please see the president again?"

The sincerity in a Jin's tone made Jiang Fu's heart become a mess. She nodded casually and said, "OK, I, I know."

"Great!"

With Jiang's approval, ah Jin sighs with relief.

He went around to the trunk of the car and felt it with his hand. The cover of the trunk opened slowly, revealing the crouching people inside.

Jin's left hair was messy, his chin was covered with scum, and he was full of wine.

He squints because of the strong light does not adapt to the eyes, gradually see the Leng in the edge of ginger charm.

Ah Jin held up his hand and said with gratitude:

"Miss Jiang Wu, I've sent the president!"

Jiang Wu is at a loss. She looks at ah Jin, who wants to be a shake off shopkeeper. Then she looks at Jin Zuo, who is confused and has a hangover.

This Where is she going to put this hot potato?

Fortunately, ah Jin made all the arrangements. He took out a bunch of keys from his pocket and pointed to the apartment corridor opposite the hospital:

"I rented an apartment on it. You can put the president there first. If things get better, you can inform me at any time, but I may not answer the phone in recent days, eh."

Ah Jin nodded, bowed, standard 90 degrees, a hint of attitude that I entrusted him to you.

After digging the man out of the trunk, he waved -

and then he drove away

Gone?!

Jin Zuo was so drunk that he couldn't stand. He looked at Jiang Wu, tilted his body, reached out and pinched her face, and sneered: "you won't let me go when I'm drunk? Why are you everywhere? You say, why do I Just you? "

Say, the whole person presses to Jiang Wu's body, this one meter eight many statures, where is she to be able to stand?!

"Well, how much have you been drinking? Can you go?"

Jiang Wu is holding him, unable to move.

Her old waist was about to break, so she had to ask for help from the guard uncle on one side, and offered 200 yuan for help to carry the man to the opposite apartment.

"Dong."

Leaving people in bed, Jiang Fu is so tired that she doubts life.

Depending on what kind of financial tycoon you are, the crown prince of the group; you can be handsome and kill all the people. Once you get drunk, then everyone is the same.

She sniffed it with her nose, and the wine fumed.

Ah Jin is really capable of putting him there in this way?

Up and down, strip off his clothes, leaving a pair of underwear.

Throw the dirty clothes into the laundry basket. Jiang Fu calls the laundry room in the lobby, and someone comes up to collect and clean them.

It's not that she's lazy. She just knows that Jin Zuo's clothes are all expensive and expensive. She's good at rubbing or rolling the washing machine. If she doesn't wash them, it's strange.

Kneading her waist, she got up to soak in honey water, and then left the bed for half a step. His wrist had been firmly held in his hand -

she felt that he pulled hard, and her back fell into the soft mattress after the whirling.

The wine gas lingers between the nose breath, lift an eye then to up his icy eyes son.