fictionpage Chapter 162 A Close Call!
Chapter 162 A Close Call!
When Yang Yurou saw Longban's eyes, she immediately understood. With a friendly smile on her face, she stood up, "Are you two new employees? You look like newcomers at first glance. My sister toasts you. Director Song has two new employees. If you join, the business will definitely boom in the future!"
Lu Feiyan and Jiang Xiaohui looked at each other, and could only smile again and stood up to drink.
On the way, Lu Feiyan took advantage of her sanity to go to the toilet, went to the toilet in the private room, called Deng Chuan, hung up, and sent him a message at the same time.
"Student, I'm having dinner in Box 888 of Huanglong Hotel, and I'm a little drunk. Could you please pick me up at seven o'clock?"
Seeing Deng Chuan's ok expression and promise to arrive on time, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, forced a smile on her face, and walked out of the toilet in the private room.
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Deng Chuan and Xu Yaqing took a walk on the side of the road for a while, and they chatted very well. After all, they used to be classmates and had many memories in common.
Xu Yaqing looked at the time. She has the habit of exercising after meals, and she just needs to exercise after eating for a while.
Deng Chuan immediately said that it happened to be time to go back to the gymnasium of Yi Wing Hall to exercise together.
While the two were on their way back, Deng Chuan received a message from Lu Feiyan in embarrassment, "Damn, God, play with me!"
This is the first time to meet the goddess in high school to go to sports, and here is the senior sister asking her to pick it up, and the senior sister must not ignore it if she drinks too much.
Deng Chuan felt for the first time that sometimes too many beauties around him are not necessarily a good thing.
The crimson Ferrari sf90 hurried back to the Yiyong Hall.
Xu Yaqing felt that the speed of going back seemed a bit too fast, so she reminded in a low voice: "Deng Chuan, why don't you drive slower? It's an urban area after all."
Deng Chuan hummed, but his speed didn't slow down much.
After arriving at Yiyong Hall, Xu Yaqing went into the bathroom to change clothes.
When she came out again, Deng Chuan's eyes lit up, which was different from the fairy air when she was wearing a long skirt.
Xu Yaqing simply tied her head into a bun, and she wore a slightly loose off-white sports sweater on her upper body, and gray tight-fitting yoga pants underneath, which perfectly outlined her two long, slender, straight legs.
With a slight smile, she swept away the sorrows of the day, showing an astonishing vitality, she is simply a perfect sports girl.
The two came to the treadmill, jogged together, and slowly warmed up.
Deng Chuan was chatting with Xu Yaqing on the surface, but he was calculating the time in his heart. Suddenly, his face was slightly solemn, and he pressed the stop button on the treadmill, and then covered his stomach.
Xu Yaqing, who was jogging, also stopped suddenly, and said with a worried face: "Deng Chuan, what's wrong? Are you okay?"
Deng Chuan waved his hand with a wry smile, indicating that there was nothing wrong with him, "It's okay, I just suddenly feel a little sick to my stomach, you practice first, I'll go to the toilet."
After finishing speaking, Deng Chuan quickly ran towards the toilet, but just after he turned a corner, he turned his head and glanced quietly, confirming that Xu Yaqing had started to warm up, and then quickly ran to the stairs.
When he got on the Ferrari sf90 downstairs, he slammed on the accelerator, and suddenly the red body shot out like an arrow off the string, startling a couple of men and women passing by, the man yelled cursing Said: "Are you sick, driving so fast? Ferrari is amazing!?"
During the driving, Deng Chuan's spirit was highly tense, and his spirit, which was more than twice as high as that of ordinary people, was fully functioning. His eyes were fixed on the road conditions, and all the situations were under his observation and calculation. At this time, the speed of the vehicle had already A limit is mentioned.
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The time slowly reached seven o'clock.
Inside VIP box No. 888 of Huanglong Hotel.
Jiang Xiaohui had already drunk, and Lu Feiyan felt a little confused at this time. Her last trace of sanity reminded her that she couldn't drink any more. It might be dangerous to drink any more, because she had clearly sensed the displeasure of her supervisor, Song Cai. With good intentions, Boss Fanglong looked at her with more naked eyes.
Yang Yurou sat next to Lu Feiyan at this time, picked up a glass of wine, and was about to hand it over to her to drink, and said enthusiastically: "Sister, let's have another drink. Listen to my sister, they are all from here. Drink bigger ones!"
Lu Feiyan waved her hands in a daze and refused, "No more, sister, I really can't drink anymore."
Yang Yurou gently patted Lu Feiyan's weak hand away, and forcefully stuffed the wine glass over, trying to pour it into her mouth.