Talk to me about conditions, are you wor
When Lin Zhengyi finished introducing everyone, there were only two glasses left in front of him.
He took one of them and put it in front of Ji Yi while leaning to her ear. Like her just now, her voice was extremely low: “You give this room first, everyone toast , I will give you time to talk!”
After a pause, Lin Zhengyi added a sentence: “I have given you the opportunity, do you want to see you!”
After talking, Lin Zhengyi lifted the glass in his hand and raised it with a smile. He smiled at Ji Yi and said, “Come, Xiao Yi, respect everyone for a glass of wine!”
Ji Yi didn’t know where, Lin Zhengyi used her as a sommelier he brought out to deliberately trouble her.
Before she came, she guessed that Lin Zhengyi would not be so easy to give up.
She had been in a coma for three years, and she knew few powerful people.
She can only come to Lin Zhengyi, because she has a recording of what Lin Zhengyi said to her that night. Lin Zhengyi’s behavior in private is corrupt, but she still needs to pay attention to her image. She just wants to exchange the recording with Lin Zhengyi. .
But she couldn’t take out the recording pen and Lin Zhengyi’s showdown directly at the dinner table. That would undoubtedly wiped his face, let alone let him reinvest in He Jichen’s “Three Thousand Insane”, but would completely forge Liangzi.
If she didn’t want to watch He Jichen embarrassed, now she has only one way to go, that is grievance and endurance.
Ji Yi stared at the full glass of liquor in Lin Zhengyi’s hands, and she brushed her eyes firmly, and the next second she took the glass and stood up, facing the director sitting next to Lin Zhengyi, smiling brightly and raising the past: “Director, I respect you.”
After touching the glass, Ji Yi looked up and drank the wine in the glass.
The burning sensation spread all the way from her throat to her stomach, which made Ji Yi extremely uncomfortable. She sat back to her position and did not relax. Lin Zhengyi took the bottle and filled her with wine again.
“Producer, I respect you.”
“Mr. Luo, I respect you.”
“…”
Ji Yi had a glass of wine followed by a glass of wine to the people on the table. Afterwards, Ji Yi had begun to nausea.
When she didn’t know, when Lin Zhengyi poured her wine for the first time, she felt that Lin Zhengyi had deliberately leaned closer to herself, and even his hands began to touch her casually through her shirt. body.
Ji Yi wanted to escape with conditioned reflex, but she thought of He Jichen, that he had abandoned so many things for his dream, and that he was about to face a situation of nothing.
Compared to him, what did she endure?
Ji Yi didn’t know how long she could persevere and endure, but she knew that before she fell down completely, she had to clench her teeth to hold on, she laughed hard and continued to drink a toast .
…
In the box on the opposite side, Qian Ge leaned elegantly on the back of the chair, carefully watched the few small videos that the agent had just secretly recorded, and he couldn’t help but laughed.