Several men said nice things, and Wang Yong looked at Song Xiang more deeply, and put his hand on her shoulder again to talk.
Song Xiang was not in a hurry to avoid Wang Yong's hand. Suman beside her had already stood up and took the initiative to toast Wang Yong's wine. Wang Yong could only withdraw his hand again.
After Su Man paid tribute to Wang Yong, Song Xiang quickly stood up and paid tribute to the two young supervisors brought by Mr. Li.
The two girls left their seats and toasted each other, but only when the order was ordered.
Song Xiang was a master at pretending to be drunk. He drank half of his own glass and poured half of the glass into his own. After drinking one glass, his face turned red and everyone at the table finished their toasts.
Suman was not as naive as she seemed. She was trying to win over Mr. Li and exchange contact information with Wang Yong. However, she was like a butterfly, flying between the wine tables and no one could touch her.
After half an hour, several men were tipsy, but not drunk.
Song Xiang and Su Man pretended to be sisters and went to the bathroom together coquettishly. Several men were so drunk by their toast that no one stopped them.
As soon as she walked out of the box door, Song Xiang heard herself and Su Man sigh in relief.
Two helpless chuckles.
After going to the bathroom, Song Xiang splashed water on her face and turned to look at Suman who was applying makeup.
"Manman, how long have you been employed?"
Suman put on her lipstick and breathed a sigh of relief, her sweet face expressionless, "Three months."
Song Xiang looked at the exit and lowered her voice, "Mr. Li..."
Suman hummed softly, and also said softly, "Old perverted*."
Song Xiang twitched the corners of his lips and smiled bitterly, "I can't help it. We are so old and so young, it's a bit troublesome."
Suman was amused by her tone, licked her lips, walked over, and held her arm, "Actually, it's not a bad thing to have a good boss. If they don't get enough support, then us newcomers will be unlucky."
She came closer to Song Xiang and said in a very thin voice: "If you trust me, just listen to my advice."
Song Xiang paused and said, "Say."
Suman lowered his eyes and tapped Song Xiang's arm with his finger, "Don't take the performance given by Wang Yong."
After she finished speaking, she lazily moved away and blinked at Song Xiang in the mirror.
Song Xiang looked as usual, handed her a mouthwash, and took out her lipstick to touch it up.
The two of them went back to the box together, where a fight was going on. When they saw the two of them entering, several men turned their attention to them.
Song Xiang's feet stumbled and he leaned on Su Man.
"Mr. Wang, come quickly. Song Xiang seems to have drunk too much. He needs to go back to the hotel quickly."
Song Xiang looked confused, muttering nonsense, smiling stupidly and hugging Su Man tightly, looking very drunk.
Wang Yong had been waiting for this moment all night, hurried over to help, and immediately pulled Song Xiang into his arms.
Song Xiang rarely struggled, and her whole body collapsed. Wang Yong could only try his best to catch her, but his two hands were not enough.
"Mr. Li, look at our contract..."
"Sign, I will ask Suman to go to the hotel to find you with the contract tomorrow." Mr. Li kept staring at the red-faced Song Xiang, and drank a large glass of wine, "Take the person back to rest first."
"Okay, okay."
Wang Yong was so excited that he quickly hugged Song Xiang and walked out.
Song Xiang did not refuse, but instead grabbed his tie, pulled it down hard, and shouted loudly.
Wang Yong struggled to hold her, and he was worried about being seen by others, so he didn't dare to make any small movements with his hands.
After finally getting the people into the taxi, the driver kept looking at them in the mirror.
Before getting off the bus, the driver asked Song Xiang again: "Miss, do you need help?"
This hint was already very obvious. Wang Yong looked a little confused and did not help Song Xiang.
Song Xiang thanked the driver loudly, staggered out of the car, and then walked into the hotel with a silly smile before Wang Yong could react.
Wang Yong finally caught up with her and naturally wanted to take her to his room.
Song Xiang smiled at him, spitting out the alcohol in his mouth, and said in a low voice, "I won't go, I want to go back and take a shower."
bath……
Wang Yong trembled all over, and the flesh on his face was jumping with excitement, "Okay, okay, then you go back and take a shower first."
If it weren't for the lust that made him faint, or if his mind wasn't full of rubbish, he should have taken Song Xiang back to his room to wash himself.
Song Xiang figured out what he was thinking and got off the elevator on the second floor, "See you tomorrow, Mr. Wang."
There was an evil light in Wang Yong's eyes, and he kept saying yes, as if he had already seen Song Xiang lying on the bed.
The elevator door closes.
Song Xiang's expression calmed down for a second, she breathed out gently towards the reflective elevator door, and reached out to grab her messy hair.
"Stupid thing."
She cursed in a low voice, turned around and walked to her room.
It's long-winded, door locking, checking the window landing status, a series of actions are completed in one go.
Wang Yong is definitely colluding with this hotel, and he might even be able to get the key card.
Song Xiang had no intention of taking a shower, let alone sleeping. She lay on the sofa to check Mr. Li's information and pondered Suman's words carefully.
Li Kai, the brother-in-law of the partner of Hezong Culture Media Co., Ltd.
whispering sound--
He turned out to be just a small soldier, and he thought he was some big shot.
She estimated that Mr. Li and Wang Yong were colluding. Wang Yong received commissions for promotions and salary increases, while Mr. Li received some kickbacks from them.
But why did Suman remind her not to take commission?
Song Xiang was suspicious in his heart. He was a little drunk again and his head felt swollen.