felt like I wasted my time tonight accompanying him for dinner, he was really slow with the dishes and it took two hours to finish."Not tasty" Zhuo Yu'an saw the impatience on her face. She appeared t...After the project manager had persuaded her to drink three cups in a row, she filled up another glass herself and toasted the real boss. As expected, there was another round of compliments and thanks. After finishing her drink, she said, "I've done mine, you do as you please."

Just as he was about to take a drink, the most talkative person there, the project director who had helped set up this whole thing, spoke again: “It’s too boring to just drink straight. How about Han General Manager and our Liu General Manager have a toast together”

Gaudy but hits the sweet spot for a table full of men.

Since starting her own business, Han Li has been through countless dinners, big and small, and faced all sorts of elaborate drinking rituals. She never hesitates, saying she'll drink if asked, treating herself like a man and trampling on her self-respect, leaving her dignity behind.

Otherwise, why would anyone come to this kind of gathering To play both sides Who would do business with you She can drink with them, tell dirty jokes, and even make fun of herself, but the one rule is, she plays along but doesn't sleep with them.

If she really wanted to sleep, she would rather not do this business, so over time, the industry also knows her temperament.

The so-called "cup of union" at this point is the limit.

Though she felt disgusted, she didn't show it on her face. Holding her glass of wine, she asked Liu, "Do you want a small toast or a big one"

A small toast is when your arms touch, a large toast is when you go around each other's necks to be closer.

She had anticipated that Liu, a smiling tiger like him, would not choose such an intimate gesture as clinking glasses in public. That's why she said it deliberately.

A table full of people naturally started chanting: "Big toast, big toast!"

Just as Mr. Liu was about to raise his glass, the door of the room was suddenly "kicked" open from outside with a heavy force, but the person who came in had a smile on his face.

Wang, who is known as Mr. Wang in the real estate industry of Senzhou, was flanked by Zhao Tingxing, whose face was cold and stern.

All present were familiar faces in the industry. Even though Zhao Tingxing's primary market wasn't in Senzhou, his name was well-known. Upon seeing him and Mr. Wang enter, everyone hastily stood up. Especially Liu, the "smiling tiger," who cleared a seat next to him for them both.

Mr. Wang is a well-known figure in the real estate circle of Senzhou, and he is also a sociable person. He walked straight to the seat next to Mr. Liu and sat down, saying, "I happened to be having dinner at this restaurant and learned that you were here, so I came to take a look."

He then raised his hand again, and a waiter brought over a bottle of red wine. He took it and said: "This bottle of wine has been stored in this restaurant for many years. Today, I'm lucky to be with Mr. Liu, so let's open a bottle and have a drink."

Wang, though outwardly generous, was secretly feeling the pain. This bottle of wine had been a gift from Shao Gu several years ago. He had indeed come to this restaurant for dinner today. Unfortunately, he caught Zhao Tingxing's eye, that ruffian who forced him to join them. Wang thought he wanted to make connections in the Sanzhou real estate circle and so came along out of courtesy.

Who knew, Zhao Ting walked in, still with that master demeanor, not even looking at Mr. Liu, but instead told the assistant beside Han's secretary: "Get out of here."

Then, she sat down beside Han Li nonchalantly, remained silent, and wore a very bad expression.

Han Li realized she didn't need to toast, for two reasons. First, with such a prominent figure seated beside her, the atmosphere had noticeably turned tense. Second, Liu always seemed preoccupied with conversing with Wang, ignoring her completely.

She sullenly drained the glass of wine in her hand and, as she set it down on the table, Zhao Tingxing's mocking voice came from beside her: "Impressed"

She continued to ignore him, afraid that if she said another word, he would go berserk and cause a scene.

Even after drinking quite a bit, she remained with an upright posture, an elegant and graceful neck, and a smile on her face, showing no signs of embarrassment whatsoever.

She was speculating on the purpose of Zhao Tingxing and Mr. Wang's sudden appearance. It couldn't just be a coincidence, could it

But if he was here to bail her out or save face, she didn't think so. With Zhao Tingxing's arrogant and aloof demeanor, it seemed unlikely. Besides, she wasn't that delusional.

Seeing Mr. Wang and Mr. Liu chatting happily ahead, she calmly poured herself half a glass of wine, walked to Mr. Wang's side, and smiled: "Mr. Wang, it's nice to see you again."

Since we managed to get this meeting scheduled, I can't let them ruin it. I need to make my presence known.

"Wang looked at her and said happily, 'Secretary Han is very busy now. It's really hard to see you.'"

Mr. Wang knew she worked for Gu Ruandong, and he was always friendly to anyone who worked around him.

That Mr. Liu was puzzled: "Han, Secretary"

Mr. Wang quickly explained, “She’s a strong woman who has built a successful company of her own and can also help Young Master Gu with his work. Young Master Gu admires her very much.”

This, in just a few words, increased Han Li's value.

Han Li was measured. Although she worked for Gu Ruandong, she would never use him as a resource or pretend to have authority without his permission. She never mentioned her connection to him outside of work.

When Liu heard this, he immediately said: “You are too modest, Mr. Han.”

Mr. Liu originally wanted to toast with her, but the previous toast was interrupted and he hadn't had a chance to drink it. However, seeing Zhao Tingxing, who is famous near and far, watching him from beside, although he didn't say anything, Mr. Liu felt a strange sensation—if he really toasted Han Li with alcohol, this hand of his would probably be chopped off.

Then, she slightly turned to Zhao Ting and smiled: "Mr. Zhao, I've long admired your name. It's fate that we meet. This glass is for you."

He then filled his own glass and poured some for Zhao Tingxing.

But Zhao Tingxing remained motionless, his gaze fixed on Han Li: "Tell me, should I drink or not"

The suggestive tone instantly made everyone aware of the relationship between them.

Han Li was delighted by this. She didn't dare to take advantage of Gu Ruandong, but did she dare not take advantage of Zhao Tingxing So she coquettishly said: "Mr. Liu is toasting you, of course you have to drink it."

Zhao Tingxing trembled all over, raised his cup, and lightly touched it to Liu's. However, while drinking, his eyes were fixed on Han Li the whole time, a gaze that was blatantly undressed and hungry for her. Everyone present was a man, and they instantly understood what this look meant.

Mr. Wang spoke first: "Well, shall we wrap it up for today"

Of course, Liu and his team also agreed: "That's all for today. Thank you for your hospitality, Han."

What's said below is unnecessary, the cooperation is a sure thing. Han Li has Gu Shi, Zhao Tingxing, and even Mr. Wang behind her. Cooperating with her is like getting in touch with all these companies.

Han Li's hard-earned image of a woman who succeeds in the workplace without relying on men, was shattered by Zhao Tingxing's single glance.

Who still believes she is innocent

Sitting in his car, he was already in a bad mood. Suddenly, he grabbed her chin and said coldly, “Drinking toasts with men How many toasts did your crappy company have before it got started Or how many men’s beds did you have to climb”

"Park the car." Hánlì ignored him and directly told the driver ahead to stop.

But the driver didn't have Zhao Tingxing's orders, so he didn't stop and continued driving forward.

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