I, the female supporting role, play three male supporting roles at the same time

"what happened?"

"power cut?"

"Ouch, who pushed me?"

"Hey, hey, you stepped on my foot!"

"Where's the emergency light? The emergency light is out of power too?"

Even this group of well-dressed superiors, when faced with humanity's most primitive fear of darkness, became a mess, like a group of headless flies.

This chaos only lasted for a few seconds, and soon everyone turned on the flashlights on their mobile phones to try to illuminate their surroundings.

About five minutes later, the hall was lit up again. Mr. Mi breathed a sigh of relief - if something went wrong, he really couldn't afford it.

"It should be a circuit failure." Mr. Mi smiled and said, "It's okay, let's continue playing and dancing - Hey, Duan... Brother Duan?"

I don't know when, Duan Hongji has actually stood in front of this group of people. When everyone came forward to eat melons just now, Duan Hongji was clearly not here.

Duan Hongji's face was slightly flushed, his eyes were blurry, and he exuded a faint smell of alcohol, as if he was slightly tipsy.

When Duan Hongji was young, he drank too much at various social gatherings and injured his stomach. After he became rich, he rarely drank. At various banquets and banquets, he always stopped drinking at the right time, looking like a calm crocodile. It was the first time that Mr. Mi saw him drunk, and he was stunned.

Duan Hongji's last feat cast a deep shadow on Mr. Mi. Mr. Mi specially invited Duan Hongji to come today, with the intention of currying favor with him. Seeing Duan Hongji suddenly appear, he hurriedly went up to him and said, "Mr. Duan, you made me look for you!"

Duan Hongji rubbed his forehead and glanced at Mr. Mi impatiently: "If Xiaoshu hadn't asked me to come, do you think I would want to see your old face?"

Perhaps because he was a little drunk, Duan Hongji spoke more frankly than usual.

"Small tree?"

Tree... Mr. Mi turned around in surprise, and sure enough, the place where Fu Dongshu was standing just now was no longer there!

Mr. Mi broke out in a cold sweat: "Brother Duan, do you know Ah...A Dong?"

"More than knowing each other." Duan Hongji seemed to have heard a joke, "She and I——"

Even when he was drunk, Duan Hongji remained somewhat alert. He stopped speaking abruptly and there was no further talk.

However, the more you say half of the words, the more it makes people think!

A burst of whispers suddenly broke out in the crowd, but after Duan Hongji glanced at them coldly, they all became as quiet as chickens again.

Duan Hongji rubbed his stomach and said tiredly, "My stomach hurts so badly, Lao Mi, go get me a chair."

Mr. Mi was only concerned about the chastity of his buttocks, so without saying a word he instructed the waiter to bring over a soft chair.

If he was polite to Mr. Feng just now, then his treatment of Duan Hongji could be described as flattering.

Duan Hongji didn't bother to be polite with him. He sat down on the chair, rested his arms on the armrests, and glanced at Mr. Mi.

As soon as Mr. Mi saw Duan Hongji's eyes, he felt a chill in his back door - Duan Hongji just looked drunk, and when his eyes swept over him, it was like a handful of ice mixed with broken glass, cold and prickly!

When President Feng saw President Mi's behavior, he couldn't help but snort, "Old Mi, I haven't seen you for a few days. You've become better at boasting!"

You know nothing! Mr. Mi secretly glared at Mr. Feng.

Mr. Feng has no son in his family, so he did not go to the Di family's son-in-law banquet last time and did not witness Duan Hongji's battle to become a god.

Damn it, any Haicheng boss who had seen Duan Hongji's look that day would not shrink his balls and clamp them when he sees Duan Hongji now.

Mr. Mi didn't dare to say it directly, but Duan Hongji was not so polite.

Duan Hongji narrowed his eyes: "You are the one who sealed, what was it?"

President Feng's face changed: "If Director Duan can't remember my name, why bother with this!"

Duan Hongji tilted his head. He was an old man in his forties, but it didn't seem weird at all for him to do this.

"I really don't remember your name. Because your name is not important." After saying this, Duan Hongji stopped looking at President Feng and glanced at Feng Diandian and Feng Baobao indifferently.

"What about you, who is Feng Dian Dian and who is Feng Bao Bao?"

Why did Duan Hongji ask their names!

Feng Diandian and Feng Baobao looked at each other. Feng Diandian was the braver one after all, so he stepped forward and said, "I am Feng Diandian."

Duan Hongji nodded: "Then you are Feng Baobao."

Feng Baobao glanced at Duan Hongji and whispered, "Mr. Duan, you...?"

Duan Hongji rubbed his cervical vertebrae and said casually: "I heard that you want Xiaoshu to learn to bark like a dog?"

Feng Baobao was startled and said subconsciously: "I, I didn't!"

"Yeah." Duan Hongji turned to Feng Diandian again, "That's you."

Feng Diandian was speechless, unable to utter a word in defense, nor did she dare to refute for some reason.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Duan Hongji nodded: "It seems to be you."

"Duan Hongji!" President Feng said angrily, "What do you mean!"

"It's boring. It's boring." Duan Hongji shook his head. "Xiaoshu was feeling very aggrieved just now, so I came to see who is the big shot who is so impressive."

"What are you talking about, little grass and little trees?" Mr. Feng said impatiently, "Duan Hongji, if you're drunk, go home and lie down, don't stay here--"

Mr. Mi quickly interrupted him: "Xiao Shu is the, uh, female, uh, artist just now."

It turned out that the charming female actor went to file a complaint.

President Feng snorted coldly: "Duan Hongji, I won't stop you from protecting the street singer you hired. But my Feng family is also a well-known family. Your people humiliate my Feng family like this, and you just stand by and watch?"

"What do you mean by package or not? That's really harsh." Duan Hongji looked at Mr. Feng strangely, "Xiao Shu and I are friends of gentlemen..."

Oh, a gentleman’s friendship.

The onlookers felt as if a row of crows were flying overhead.

It's a gentleman's friendship. Why are you so arrogant to stand up for her?

Mi, the only one who knew the truth, felt even more sweaty. Fu Dongshu was indeed a man, and Duan Hongji seemed to be of normal sexual orientation, but there was always a chance of something happening...

"But you asked the right question." Duan Hongji said with a smile.

President Feng glanced at Duan Hongji but didn't respond. The lackey President Mi quickly asked, "Which one is right?"

Duan Hongji yawned, and his eyes were filled with fine lines from smiling.

"I really won't stand by and watch Xiaoshu humiliate your Feng family."

President Feng was stunned for a moment, then his expression softened a little: "You are sensible!"

Duan Hongji added with a smile: "I will join."

"You, what do you mean!" Feng Diandian couldn't help but shouted!

"Your name is Feng Diandian, why are you so crazy?" Duan Hongji glanced at Feng Diandian indifferently.

"You!" Feng Diandian stomped his feet, "Dad, look at him!"

Mr. Feng's expression was extremely unpleasant: "Duan Hongji, don't go too far!"

Duan Hongji supported his chin and followed Mr. Feng's shiny forehead with his eyes, like a cat following a toy ball.

"I used to think that I shouldn't go too far," Duan Hongji said lazily, "but later, I found that some people don't care about face. They can't behave themselves when standing, but they feel good when they kneel down and scream."

Baby Feng suddenly started to wake up.

"Okay. Okay. I won't say any more nonsense."

Duan Hongji yawned lazily: "Boss, bring the things over here."