After women's clothing, I bent the boss

In the middle of the night, a group of executives from the boss company returned to the hotel one after another from the restaurant. They were all drunk, and few of them were sober.

"Xiao Jiang, let's make an appointment to see the project that I told you about today in private." ABC President Huang hooked Jiang He's left shoulder, blushing from drinking, and kept yelling, "You must come."

"Definitely, definitely," Jiang He had just agreed, and the person supporting him on the right followed suit, "Xiao Jiang, you are not mean enough to talk to Mr. Huang, but not to us?"

"No, no." Jiang He had to bear the weight of several people around him on his shoulders. He almost gritted his teeth and led them to the hotel. "Listen, Mr. He, be careful of the steps."

After finally bringing this group of people into the hotel, watching them being picked up by their respective assistants, Jiang He suddenly breathed out the smell of alcohol, and his whole shoulders trembled slightly.

"Boss Jiang, are you okay?" Feng Yu, who had been following behind, saw this and immediately came to support him.

"It's okay." Jiang He waved his hands and didn't let her help him. He leaned against the elevator wall and slightly bent his knees to slow down. When the strength in his body returned, he raised his head and asked Feng Yu, "Did you drink too much?"

"It's okay," Jiang He reminded deliberately. Feng Yu took anti-alcohol medicine before the banquet, and deliberately avoided it during the banquet.But when she saw those bosses pouring him cup after cup, thinking of this, she couldn't help asking worriedly, "Boss Jiang, are you okay?"

"It's okay," just as the elevator came, Jiang He walked towards the elevator with his hands on the wall, leaned against the elevator wall, loosened his tie, and asked her, "Do you still have the hangover medicine? Give it to me." a little."

"Yes." Feng Yu hurriedly dug out a box of hangover medicine from his bag and put it in Jiang He's hands, and told him how to take the medicine after drinking.

Jiang He took the medicine, nodded, looked at the elevator that was about to reach her floor, and told her again: "You've worked hard today, go back and have a good rest."

Feng Yu nodded. Before she could say something, the mobile phone in her bag rang, but she had no choice but to answer the phone first.

"Hey, it's just over, is your son asleep? Well, well, well, I didn't drink much..."

When the elevator arrived at the floor, Feng Yu greeted Jiang He with his hands on the phone, and left.

Jiang He went up with the elevator and came to the door of his room. He walked in the door tremblingly. Standing by the door, he couldn't hold on anymore. With trembling hands, he opened the anti-alcohol medicine box and took out a tablet of medicine. He pressed a few pills and was about to throw them into his mouth before looking for water when his phone rang, which was particularly harsh in the dark and quiet room.

Jiang He's eyes were slightly confused, and then he slowly picked up the phone: "Hello?"

"Xiaohe, it's me."

Hearing the familiar but unfamiliar voice on the phone, Jiang He's sluggish head regained consciousness a little. He straightened his tongue as much as possible, and asked calmly, "Mom, what's the matter, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing, just want to ask if you forgot the living expenses this month?"

Jiang He paused for a moment, took the mobile phone open to his ear, and looked at the calendar. This month's No. 20 is the day when he pays his parents living expenses.

"No, it may be delayed by the financial side, I will ask later."

"Well, that's it, I'm still busy delivering meals to Kexin and your Uncle Ai."

Jiang He glanced at the time on his phone again, twelve o'clock in the evening also happened to be twelve o'clock in the noon over there.

He stuffed a pill into his mouth and licked the pill with the tip of his tongue. The bitterness was so bitter that he asked affectionately, "Mom, don't you have anything else to say?"

"What else can I say?" The other end of the phone paused, as if thinking of something, "Oh, by the way, your sister will be on vacation next month, and your Uncle Ai and I are going to take her out for a visit. "

"Very good," Jiang He smiled, and swallowed the pills dryly, "Then you guys have fun."

"Hey, okay," the other end of the phone responded naturally, and then said eagerly, "Then I won't tell you, I still have chicken stewed on the stove, and your Uncle Ai has a bad stomach, so you can't eat overcooked things ..."

"Okay then, go get busy and pay more attention to your body..."

Before he could finish speaking, there was a beeping sound on the phone, obviously he had hung up.

Jiang He leaned against the door, lowered his eyes, stuffed the hangover medicine in his hand one by one into his mouth, and swallowed them one by one.

Just finished taking the medicine, less than 10 minutes later, the phone rang again.

Jiang He glanced at the caller ID, smiled lightly again, and picked up the phone: "Hello, Dad?"

"Jiang He, why hasn't the living expenses for this month been paid yet?"

After dealing with it once, Jiang He is already familiar with it: "Maybe it's financial delays, and you also know that there are different time differences between domestic and foreign countries."

"Oh, that's right," the voice on the phone paused, as if he had forgotten that his son was still in China, "That's fine, that's it."

Jiang He asked as usual: "Dad, don't you have anything else to say?"

"What are you talking about?" The other end of the phone was stunned, and then excitedly said: "Oh, after a while, your younger brother Jiang Yu will graduate from high school, and I will send you his graduation photo at that time, this kid is so old Soon, he is far taller than me, and he is also handsome, and there are little girls handing him love letters."

"Really?" Jiang He echoed, then smiled, "That's very good."

"Isn't it?" The other end of the phone was obviously interested in continuing the conversation, but was interrupted by a female voice, "I won't tell you, your Auntie Qingqing wants me to squeeze juice for her."

"Okay," Jiang He didn't bother him too much, "Papa, take care of your health, pay attention to your diet, and don't work too hard..."

Before the conversation was over again, the phone was hung up.

Jiang He glanced at the phone, took a deep breath, propped his palms on the wall, moved to the bathroom little by little, turned on the faucet, and washed his not sober face with cold water. Feeling better, he closed the door. Wash away the smell of alcohol and tobacco all over your body.

When he came out of the bathroom, he was completely awake, but the alcohol made his whole body weak, and his stomach was still suffering from colic.

Sitting on the bed, he didn't care about these trivial problems. While wiping his hair with a towel, he checked the two accounts of his parents and told him that he had to transfer the two sums of money tomorrow morning. He was about to put down his phone At that time, a very eye-catching notification on the phone caught his attention.

yuan: [Your transfer has been refunded]

Jiang He was curious that there are still people who don't want money these days, and didn't pay attention to the time, so he went back to the news.

Jiang He: Why return it?

Yuan: What I want is your praise, not your money.

Just as Jiang He was about to type, two more messages were sent one after another.

Yuan: Are you trying to say that if you give me money, it means you are giving me a compliment?

Yuan: I have received your compliment, but I really cannot accept your money.

Yuan: [Give you love]

Jiang He looked at the big red love hearts that the cartoon characters on the screen kept pushing him, his brows that were knit together due to the stomachache suddenly loosened, and he smiled comfortably.

Only then did he notice that it was already very late. Looking back, it seemed that most of their chats were late at night.

Jiang He: Why haven't you slept yet?

Yuan: Because I miss you.

Jiang He: Miss me?

Yuan: Well, I miss you so much that I can't sleep.

Jiang He couldn't help but laugh when he saw the news, why was she still so straightforward and bold, but with his mental preparation, he was able to face this situation calmly.

Jiang He: How do you think about me?

Yuan: I want to hug you, I want to touch you, I want to kiss you, and I want to...

Yuan: I still want to have sex with you! ! !

"Cough." Jiang He coughed. He was wrong. He shouldn't have said that he could face it calmly. In fact, no matter how many times, he would always be choked by her shocking words.

Yuan: What about you, why didn't you sleep?

Jiang He's slightly astringent face recovered a little.

Jiang He: I just returned to the hotel.

Yuan: Oh~ Did you go out on a date?

Jiang He: No, it was a drinking situation at work.

Yuan: Come back so late? !

Yuan: Ah, isn't that very hard work! ! !

Jiang He stared at her extremely concerned tone for a long time, then slowly replied.

Jiang He: Not bad.

Yuan: How are you applauding at this late hour? !

Yuan: Did you drink alcohol?

Jiang He: I drank a little.

yuan: [picture]

Yuan: A small cup is also a little bit, a big cup is also a little bit, which one do you think you are?

Jiang He looked at the exaggerated comparison of a cup that couldn't be smaller and a cup that couldn't be bigger in the picture, and smiled.

Jiang He: The bigger one.

His drinking capacity can't be said to be very good, but as long as he doesn't mix it up, he's fine.

Yuan:! ! !

Yuan: Are you still alive?

Jiang He's stomach didn't hurt so much after being teased by her.

Jiang He: As you can see, he is still alive.

Yuan: ...

Yuan: Is your stomach okay?

Jiang He: Not bad.

Yuan: I don't believe it.

Yuan: rub it for you.

Jiang He: Yes.

There was a warm current in Jiang He's heart. It had been a long time since anyone cared about him like this.

Yuan: This is not acceptable.

Yuan: I can't rub you.

Yuan: Far water can't quench near thirst.

Jiang He: It doesn't matter, it's also very good.

Yuan: No way.

Yuan: Please give me your room number.

Jiang He: Huh?

yuan: Hurry up.

Jiang He probably guessed what she was going to do, but he still reported the room number to her by accident.

Sure enough, not long after, the doorbell rang.

Jiang He got up and opened the door.

I saw two hotel service staff standing outside the door, one of whom was holding a transparent water glass: "Mr. Jiang, your girlfriend ordered you hot milk with honey."

"Well," Jiang He took the warm water glass, his heart trembling slightly, "Thank you."

After that, he was about to close the door, but the two staff members had no intention of leaving at all.

Jiang He was puzzled: "Is there anything else?"

A service staff was polite and thoughtful: "Mr. Jiang, your girlfriend told us to watch you drink before we can leave. Please understand."

Jiang He: "..."

Jiang He turned on the phone, and there were indeed a lot of information in the phone.

yuan: have they arrived yet?

yuan: Must drink!

Yuan: milk nourishes the stomach, honey soothes the hangover.

Yuan: I know you don't like drinking.

yuan: But drinking it will really make you feel comfortable.

Yuan: Let’s try it.

Yuan: I will find someone to supervise you!

yuan: [intimidation]

yuan: If you don't drink it.

yuan: Consequences are at your own risk.

yuan: [hum]

Jiang He squeezed his forehead, he really had no choice but to drink this glass of honey milk that was so sweet to his heart in front of the hotel staff.

The hotel service staff left with an empty glass in satisfaction, and before leaving, they also said kindly: "I wish Mr. Jiang and your girlfriend a sweet day every day."

For the first time, Jiang He, who always had a clear distinction between Wei and Wei and never blurred the relationship, did not refute, and responded vaguely: "Thank you."