My old enemy always wants to kiss me [Entertainment Circle Ancient Times]

When Mr. Yu spoke like this, Susan immediately filled Song Yicen with a glass of wine.

Who is Yu Zong?

The bosses of Liuyu Film and Television Media and Qiyu Live Streaming Platform were all about his inexplicable obsession with the word "fish", and he might be the boss of this Eryu Club.

Hearing that Liu Yu invested in this project, the boss of Liu Yu naturally has the right to decide who will be cast, and even has a veto right.Besides, Xiyu and Liuyu have reached a strategic cooperation regarding Song Yicen. Song Yicen signed a one-year anchor contract with Qiyu, so Mr. Yu can be counted as one of Song Yicen's bosses.

Annoying Mr. Yu, Song Yicen has no good fruit to eat.

While pushing Song Yicen, Susan smiled and circled Dayu: "Our Yicen is young, so don't scare him, Mr. Yu, you must eat his glass of wine."

Song Yicen reluctantly made a big circle and moved to Dayu's side, but Dayu turned around and poured a glass of wine for Lin Cong beside him.

Lin Cong: "?"

Dayu bumped into Lin Cong's shoulder, teasingly said: "The screenwriter Lin Da is a homebody, he cultivates immortals at home all day long, so I dragged him out for a stroll. Xiao Song must seize this opportunity and feed him first." a glass of wine."

No, goodbye.

Song Yicen felt 12 points of rejection in his heart.

Although this Lin Cong is not the same Lin Cong, it is probably a sequelae of his previous life, and now he feels terrified when he hears these two words.

But Lin Cong stood up as he said, looked sideways at Song Yicen who was standing there, raised his wine glass, and said with a half-smile, "Mr. Song, I respect you."

"Don't dare."

Song Yicen repeated "Don't dare", subconsciously bent down, handed the cup to touch him.

Only after touching him did he realize that he is not him, and he is not him, so is he sick to flatter him so lowly?

Thinking of this, Song Yicen quickly straightened his back, stood up straight and drank the glass of wine.

Lin Cong raised his eyebrows, watching Song Yicen finish his glass of wine, as if he was watching something interesting, and then drank his own wine slowly.

After drinking, he picked up another bottle of red wine and poured it into Song Yicen's glass: "Mr. Song, I'll toast you again."

People's inertial behavior is much faster than the brain.

As soon as Lin Cong handed over the wine bottle, Song Yicen had already sent his wine glass over respectfully.

Wait until the wine glass is full of wine to recover...

Well, he seems to be dog-legged again...

Complaining full of wine, Song Yicen moved his steps and prepared to pay respects to Dayu, but Lin Cong stretched out his hand and stopped him.

"Mr. Song is bold, but I hit it off with Mr. Song." Lin Cong poured another glass of wine for Song Yicen, "Since we are so destined, why don't we drink freely this time without getting drunk?"

Pooh!

Who is related to you?

The ghost will never return with you if you are not drunk!

Song Yicen was unhappy, but Lin Cong held on tightly and refused to let him go.

There was no emotion on Lin Cong's face, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or unhappy, but he poured Song Yicen more than a dozen glasses of wine in a row, and Song Yicen, who was overwhelmed by alcohol, could not stand still.

Seeing this scene, the people who were chatting with each other at the banquet more or less understood that Lin Cong was probably embarrassing Song Yicen.

But didn't Lin Cong never drink at the wine table?When will you be able to drink like this?

Dayu looked at the current situation as if it was not going well, so he quickly gave Susan a wink and asked her to come and lead the person.

He patted Lin Cong on the shoulder and said with a smile, "What's the matter, Ah Cong, did I offend you by stopping Xiao Song from toasting me? I've been waiting for his glass of wine for a long time."

Yang Muyi on the other side also came to rescue Song Yicen: "Are you still waiting for Yicen to toast? Look at how half the grown-ups have given you a drink? Don't just bully him because of his young age. Where is Susan?" ? Come on, come on, and take your family Yi Cen back."

Susan, who had been paying attention to Song Yicen, felt that something was wrong, so she rushed over with a glass of wine.

"Screenwriter Lin, please do me a favor and let our family go." Susan held up a glass and wanted to clink with Lin Cong, "I'll toast you on his behalf."

Lin Cong dodged shamelessly and avoided the wine glass that Susan offered.

This meant that he didn't want her to do it for him.

During the dinner, so many eyes were staring at Lin Cong, not to mention that Susan would not get off the stage, even Dayu felt a little tricky, after all, he was the one who started this matter.

He knew that Lin Cong hated Song Yicen so much, why did he deliberately challenge Lin Cong's tolerance limit?What a miscalculation.

If Lin Cong continues to make trouble like this, everyone will lose face.

Dayu exerted all his strength to push Lin Cong on the seat, and Yang Muyi, who was smoothing things over, asked Song Yicen to return to his seat quickly.

On the way back to the seat led by Susan, Song Yicen felt his head groggy and his legs fluttered as he walked.

Susan exchanged seats with Song Yicen, and sat next to Sun Xi herself.

The thigh still needs to be hugged, and it was hard to get such a thigh, but she is not the kind of unscrupulous manager who can easily send her artist to the boss's bed.

Seeing that Song Yicen was a little drunk, Susan hurriedly ordered him a cup of yogurt, trying to soothe him from the hangover.

Song Yicen still felt uncomfortable after drinking the yogurt, so he got up and went to the bathroom.

After a while, Sun Xi also left the table.

In broad daylight and in public places, Sun Xi would not do anything excessive even if he had a wicked heart.So although Susan saw it, she didn't take it seriously and continued to socialize with others.

Song Yicen in front of the sink took a handful of cold water and soaked his face in it.

Shocked by the cold water, he sneezed several times.

When I looked up, I saw a chunky man in the mirror.The man was standing behind him, staring straight at him.

Song Yicen's brain froze a bit, and he thought hard before he recognized that this person was Sun Xi.

So he turned around and called out to him, "Mr. Sun."

Also smiled silly.

His consciousness is not sober.

The young man in front of him had red lips, white teeth, fair skin, extremely beautiful looks, and an innocent smile.

Probably due to drunkenness, his cheeks were flushed, his eyes were watery, when he stared at people, it was like two pools of sweet springs, clean and seductive, making people want to reach out and touch them.

Sun Xi did exactly that.

He put one hand on the back of Song Yicen's head, pulled him towards him, covered the boy's face with the other, and rubbed it vigorously.

Song Yicen stared blankly at a big greasy head enlarged in front of his eyes, and the strong smell of alcohol sprayed on his face, making him sick for a while.

That hand also made him dizzy.

He wanted to throw up.

What is left of the mind is working hard, trying desperately to make sense of the situation.

Is he... is he being underestimated again?

Before he could think clearly, Sun Xi's pig-like head quickly left him again.

A fist punched Sun Xi hard on the face.