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Chapter 794 Bo Chenhe is drunk

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    "Come on, Mr. Bo, let me toast you."

    In the spacious and luxurious box, five-color lights flickered. Zhang Fayao sat on the sofa with a golden sword, raised his head and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

    "As expected of Longxing Club, the wine here is indeed good."

    He wiped his mouth with unsatisfied thoughts and waved his hand. The hot-looking bartenders on the left and right immediately smiled coquettishly and snuggled into his arms, "Mr. Zhang, please drink more. I'll pour you another glass."

    With the warm fragrant soft jade in his arms, Zhang Fayao stared slightly, thoughtfully looking at the man sitting opposite him.

    Bo Chenhe, the most powerful and mysterious man in City A.  He took over the business empire left by his grandfather at a young age and developed it to be even more glorious. If he could climb aboard his ship, the road ahead would be much easier, right?

    While he was looking at it, Bo Chenhe raised his head and drank all the wine in the glass. His fingers were slender and fair, and his Adam's apple was rolled. He put down the glass, and the eyes of several bartenders across from him fell on him obsessively.

    The dim light added a bit of charm to Bo Chenhe's cold eyebrows. He seemed a little drunk, with a little blush on his cold white skin. His collar was wide open, revealing his delicate collarbone. Just sitting there, he looked like a man.  It attracts attention like a magnet.

    Realizing that the women around him were looking at Bo Chenhe, Zhang Fayao said half-jokingly and half-sarcastically, "You like Mr. Bo so much? Why are you still sitting here with me? Everyone, go over!"

    Hearing the coldness in his words, the women quickly looked away and replied in a panic, "Where! Mr. Zhang is joking, we are waiting to pour you wine."

    They all arrived at the Longxing Club, but there was no woman around Bo Chenhe. When he picked up the cup, the women saw the wedding ring on his ring finger, which was shining brightly even if the lights were dim.

    "Mr. Bo, what's the point of drinking wine poured by men?" Zhang Fayao raised his eyebrows, "Don't like these? How about I find you some other types?"

    Only after satisfying his desire can he start talking about cooperation. Zhang Fayao made careful calculations in his mind and clapped his hands and asked his assistant to call for someone else. He had always heard that Bo Chenhe was aloof and arrogant, but now seeing him drinking so cheerfully, it was as good as the rumors.  It seems different?

    Yes, Bo Chenhe has drank countless glasses of wine since they came here.

    He held his forehead with one hand and frowned slightly, not as if he was trying to show off his face, but as if he had something to worry about and was drinking to drown his sorrows.

    "No need."

    A low, magnetic male voice rang out, mixed with the smell of alcohol. Several of the waitresses who heard it froze half of their bodies, and even at the risk of being scolded by Zhang Fayao, they secretly turned to look at him.

    ¡°Mr. Zhang said that he has drawn up a draft of the contract, why not take a look at it now?¡±

    He spoke calmly, Zhang Fayao looked him up and down, he was so drunk, he still wanted to cooperate?

    "But that's okay. Aren't people most likely to act impulsively when they're drunk?"

    "Okay, let Mr. Bo take over now." Zhang Fayao put his arm around the thin waist of the woman next to him, stretched out his arm, took out a plastic-sealed document from his assistant's bag, and handed it to Bo Chenhe.

    Occasionally, the music from the dance hall next to the box could be heard in the box. Bo Chenhe opened the document and looked at it quietly. The box became quiet for a while. Zhang Fayao was about to call the bodyguard to call a few more women. Suddenly, the door of the box opened and the bodyguard  Walked in proactively.

    "Mr. Zhang, there is a woman outside who says she is Mr. Bo's wife and wants to meet Mr. Bo."

    Bo Chenhe¡¯s wife?

    Everyone in the room was stunned for a moment. Bo Chenhe flipped through the documents and paused with his knuckles. She actually found this place?  But you came here to talk about Gu Huaifeng, right?

    The corner of his mouth raised a sarcastic arc, and he continued to read without saying anything.

    Bo Chenhe¡¯s reaction made it clear that he didn¡¯t want to see her.

    Zhang Fayao knew how to look at his face and immediately waved impatiently at the bodyguard, "Okay! Why would a career-oriented woman like Mr. Lin come to a place like this? It must be another frivolous woman who wants to take the opportunity to seduce Mr. Bo and drive her away.  !¡±

    "Yes, Mr. Zhang."

    The bodyguard opened the door and went out. He just said sorry to Lin Yiran at the door. Lin Yiran took advantage of him and kicked open the door of the box with a cold face.

    "What are you doing! I told you that you are not allowed in here!"

    "Take her away!"

    The bodyguards were shocked and all pressed their hands on her shoulders, but as soon as the door opened, Lin Yiran had already seen what was going on in the box.

    The person sitting opposite her should be Zhang Fayao, with sharp eyebrows, a fierce look, and a shallow scar on his right cheek. Bo Chenhe is sitting with his back to her, and the lights in the box are bright.I can only see the tips of his black hair and his broad and powerful shoulders.

    "Eh? Is it really Mr. Lin?"

    Zhang Fayao recognized her at a glance. When he heard that Hong Shengxing had offended him not long ago, Zhang Fayao thought it was ridiculous. Why should he be afraid of a woman?

    "Sorry, miss, you can't go in here!"

    The bodyguard was still trying to pull her out, but Lin still gritted his teeth and looked at the cold figure, "Bo Chenhe! Come out! I have something to tell you!"

    Zhang Fayao looked at her, then at the indifferent Bo Chenhe opposite him, and was about to start persuading him. At this moment, his assistant came back with seven or eight beautiful wine girls of different styles.

    "Mr. Zhang, a new girl has arrived. Do you want me to choose it now?"

    The box suddenly fell into deathly silence, and everyone gathered around the door. When Lin Yiran heard this, his anger went straight to the sky. The few sitting in the room were not enough, so they still had to choose?

    When she turned around, she saw the white skin of the hostesses exposed in the air. She was shocked and even more angry, "Bo Chenhe! If you don't come out, I will never pay attention to you again!"

    It was somewhat of a childish threat. The waitresses in the box all sneered secretly. They had all become Mrs. Bo, so why were their methods so low-level?  Do you think you can make Mr. Bo compromise with love?

    But to their surprise, after hearing this, Bo Chenhe put down the document in his hand and frowned more tightly. Zhang Fayao understood his meaning instantly and stood up quickly, "Okay! Stop making trouble.  , this is my sister-in-law, let her in quickly!"

    The bodyguards looked at each other and could only let go. Zhang Fayao quickly made a shooing gesture to his assistant, "You should take the person away quickly, we don't need extra people here."

    After dealing with the current situation in a few words, the bodyguards finally put Lin Yiran into the box and closed the door to completely isolate the noise outside.

    But when the person came in, Bo Chenhe still didn't look back.

    Lin Yiran walked to him angrily and was about to speak when he saw Bo Chenhe's drunken state.

    The porcelain white skin was stained with a thin red, and the dark pupils became colder and arrogant. With just a fleeting glance, he seemed to be looking at everything from a high place, naturally showing a sense of alienation that was difficult for strangers to approach.

    Lin Yiran pursed his lips and suppressed his anger, "Don't you have anything to say to me?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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