"Don't waste time." Pei Yibai looked over, with an order in a calm tone.

"Oh, okay." Song Weiwei could feel the sharp gaze from the car in front, tried his best to hide the smile on the corner of his mouth, and opened the door of the back seat pretending to be calm.

Now, Qu Xiaoxiao is going to explode in anger, right?

"I'm not your driver, sit in front."

Before he had time to climb up, Pei Yibai glanced over and frowned in displeasure.

"Is that so? All right."

Seeing Song Weiyi sitting in front instead, Qu Xiaoxiao, who was holding the steering wheel, had a grim expression on her face.

Why did brother Yibai ask Song Weiwei to get in the car?

Ordinary people can't ride in his car, and Song Weiyi is just a small assistant!

Besides, didn't he not participate? Why did you suddenly change your mind?

A series of questions hovered in Qu Xiaoxiao's mind, and she suddenly lost the thought of driving.

As the car was driving, Song Weiwei squinted his eyes at the red Maserati sports car in front of him, and then slowly looked away.

"Honey, didn't you want to go? Why did you suddenly change your mind?" Song Weiyi looked at the man next to him curiously.

"What's the problem?" Pei Yibai asked unhurriedly as he drove the car intently.

"No problem, I'm just afraid that a group of them will drink you in a while. By the way, husband, do you drink well?"

"generally."

"Then you must maintain a cold and unapproachable image for a while, so that they won't make a fuss." Song Weiyi was worried.

"and then?"

"Don't drink! Otherwise, how would I go home?" Song Weiyi asked confidently.

What she really wanted to say was that she was afraid that that woman, Qu Xiaoxiao, would mess with him while he was drunk.

"Just open a room nearby and stay for one night."

"No, no, I just like our family." Song Weiwei said firmly.

Pei Yibai looked at her faintly from the rearview mirror, "Honey, you can just say you're jealous, why bother?"

He watched Song Weiyi's face turn into a big red tomato with a half-smile, and said happily.

"How could I!" Song Weiyi stammered and retorted embarrassingly.

The voice is a little suspicious of lack of confidence.

Among the employees of Worth's design department, the only one who actually had a slightly higher contact frequency with Pei Yibai was the manager.

However, the manager was a man in his forties, and no one had the guts to sit beside Pei Yibai after arriving at the box.

Seeing that everyone was looking at each other, Qu Xiaoxiao jumped over the crowd and sat down next to Pei Yibai.

"Brother Yibai, do you mind if I sit here?"

No one in the entire design department knows what Qu Xiaoxiao is thinking now.

"Whatever." Pei Yi's eyes shrank, and he looked at Song Weiyi in the corner.

If she couldn't find a reason, she would definitely not be squeezed here.

As for what her husband's eyes mean at this moment, how could Song Weiyi not know?

In the evening, prepare to go back and be scolded, Song Weiyi thought pitifully.

Mo Xueying was sitting next to Song Weiyi, leaned into her ear, and said in a low voice: "Wei Wei, this song designer is more aggressive than Wang Design, I guess it's Lizhi who must win Boss Pei, I don't know Can she get what she wants?"

Everyone saw Qu Xiaoxiao's multi-million dollar luxury car, so they naturally guessed that Qu Xiaoxiao's family background is unusual, otherwise, who would be able to drive it?

No wonder, with so much guts and courage, they dared to go after their Boss Pei.

Song Weiyi took a fork of the fruit and took a bite viciously. "I got my wish? I think it's just a daydream!"

One sentence, in exchange for Mo Xueying's surprised reaction, why does this sentence have a feeling of resentment?

"How do you say it? I think this music designer is pretty, and her family background should be quite good. I just heard people say that the car she drives costs more than two million yuan."

Even 20 million is useless, because Pei Yibai is already my husband!

Song Weiyi shouted in his heart.

"But Mr. Pei is obviously not interested in her."

"Didn't you say it all? Women chasing men's interlayer gauze, maybe..."

"Shhhhh... don't mention such boring things, let's eat something."

The name Qu Xiaoxiao simply affected her appetite.

Song Weiyi directly changed the subject to divert Mo Xueying's attention.

As the atmosphere was improving, it was time for the manager to stand up, holding the wine glass, and walked to Pei Yibai's side.

"Thank you, Mr. Pei, for inviting people from all departments to come out for a dinner today, and even taking part in it. As the manager of the design department, I would like to offer Mr. Pei a cup first. I wish the company's business success, and wish our design department to flourish and become a national and even the whole country. One of the top teams in the world."

After speaking, the manager raised his head and drank the liquid in the cup in one gulp.

"Everyone has heard what Manager Li said, and we will start towards this goal in the future. It is not only the company's goal, but also our personal goal. We will continue to break through ourselves in the process of improvement."

Immediately behind the manager was Qu Xiaoxiao, toasting Pei Yibai.

Now, all the employees got up and raised their glasses to Pei Yibai.

There was a trace of warmth on Pei Yibai's stern face, and he made a faint smile before standing up.

"I have received everyone's blessings and motivation. I hope that in the future, everyone will keep this sentence in mind and move forward bravely."

"Will do!"

"Most definitely!"

Pei Yibai held the cup, looked at the crowd, slowly raised his head, and drank the liquid in the cup in one gulp.

If there is one, there are two, and it is more logical for those who toast later.

Song Weiyi watched Pei Yibai drink three or four cups helplessly, his little heart clenched tightly and he was a little worried.

If he drank like this, Iron Man would also be drunk, not to mention he was still on an empty stomach.

She saw it in her eyes and was anxious in her heart.

"Wei Wei, why are you so stunned? Do you want to go over and toast President Pei? Miss Xiao He said that one of our interns should be a representative to go up and toast." Mo Xueying pushed Song Weiyi to convey the message to she.

"Go ahead, you can take a closer look at Mr. Pei." Mo Xueying said with a giggle.

Song Weiyi drank his drink and laughed dryly.

How close?

She is already close to her husband, how close is this?

The key reason is that she can't drink at all.

"Only, did you hear what I just said? How about this, the interns, you can toast, don't make any trouble."

Song Weiyi was not ready yet, so Xiao He gave orders directly.

"what?"

"Hurry up, serve the glass, just be a representative, just be respectful." Xiao He stuffed a glass of red wine in front of Song Weiyi, and pushed her directly.

This little intern is either Wang Tezhu's relative or Mr. Pei's relative. There must be nothing wrong with her going to toast.

When Song Weiyi stood up, he immediately became the focus of the people around him.

She didn't know how she walked in front of Pei Yibai, she just grabbed the cup nervously and called out "Boss Pei" in a low voice.