Chapter 37

On the way, Liang qiange watched Bo Xiushen several times, but he didn't look at her.

After arriving at the box, Liang qiange is arranged to sit next to Mr. Zhang. On the other side is Fang pin. She is sandwiched among a group of men, which looks very abrupt.

Mr. Zhang was also a man of shame. He didn't rush to Liang qiange at the beginning. When the dishes were ready, he began to pour wine. First he filled himself and then filled Liang qiange's cup. Then he moved the chair a little, put his hand on the back of Liang qiange's chair and said, "Xiaoliang, come on, let's do one."

Bo Xiushen, the first one, looked at Liang qiange with a sinister look.

He told himself that whenever the woman looked at him and gave him half a look for help, he would immediately help her out.

However, the woman not only did not look at him, but also took up the glass, in the public's eyes, with Zhang Zong touched one.

Bo Xiushen: A little angry.

Liang qiange is frank and straightforward. He goes to the end with a glass of wine.

Mr. Zhang left and applauded, smiling all over his face: "Xiao Liang is sensible, so sensible! You've drunk all of them. You can't help drinking! " Said, Zhang Zong also dry, and then to Liang qiange pour a second cup.

Fang frequency can't see down, said: "fasting drinking hurt the stomach, Zhang Zong, eat something first."

The words are said to Mr. Zhang, but the meaning is to listen to Liang qiange.

Liang qiange heard it, and others naturally heard it. Mr. Zhang glanced at Fang pin, probably feeling that he was in the way. He put his eyes on Liang qiange, and moved his body towards her.

Liang qiange reached for the cup, and accidentally knocked the quilt over. Most of the glass of red wine was drenched on Zhang Zong's trousers.

"Ah -" Mr. Zhang pushed aside the stool and stood up.

This glass of red wine color is dark, his pants red, like a big aunt.

Fang pin lowered his head and almost laughed.

Other investors pretended not to see, and handed Mr. Zhang a towel to wash it first.

Liang qiange also sincerely said: "sorry, hand slip."

If her expression is not so expressionless and unrepentant, the gold content of this "sincerity" should be higher.

Mr. Zhang couldn't see that the woman was intentional. He was so angry that he wanted to scold him. However, with so many colleagues, he scolded the vulgarity and damaged his face. At last, he could only say: "good, good, your crew is really wonderful!"

Someone pushed and took Mr. Zhang to the bathroom. Along the way, he reminded him, "Mr. Bo is here too. Don't go too far."

Mr. Zhang held back his anger and could only deal with himself first.

Because of this episode, the box fell into a brief silence, but soon, the merchants with rich wine table culture found the topic again, exchanged greetings and clinked glasses, as if nothing had happened just now.

Liang qiange also raised his chopsticks and began to eat as if nobody else was there.

When she was sandwiching vegetables, she unconsciously looked at the theme, just in line with Bo Xiushen's playful eyes. Bo Xiushen was listening to the people around him, but her eyes were looking at her, with a faint smile on the bottom of her eyes.

Liang qiange also did not know out of what psychology, suddenly on his provocative squint.

Bo Xiushen was stunned for a moment. After understanding the meaning of her behavior, her smile deepened.

She's telling him that she can do it without him.

Did she ever think that if she refuted Zhang's face in public, would Zhang retaliate against her?

As a woman, she is always very difficult to get rid of these powerful men

The word "escape" was stuck in the throat by thin repair and could not be said for a moment.

He thought of Li Dong.

He has been paying close attention to Li Dong. He pleaded guilty to the latest news yesterday. He held an inch thick examination report in his hand, but unexpectedly he did not accuse Liang qiange of beating him.

Thinking of this, Bo Xiushen looks at Liang qiange with some deep meaning.

He had a hunch, what else would this woman do.