Chapter 74
ou touch my things" Shen Yi'an asked.Wang Ruqi frowned and stood up from her chair, looking serious. "Shen Yian, please pay attention to your tone. Is this how you speak to your superior""Deputy Direc..."No, I noticed you the moment you walked in. Please, have a drink with me."
The man handed over a glass of red wine as he spoke.
Shen Yian glanced at the wine glass and smiled faintly: "I'm sorry, I'm working and can't drink."
For people who frequently plan events like them, drinking is inevitable, especially when the event is nearing its end. Clients will often come over with glasses of wine to celebrate.
They all rely on customers for a living and generally won't refuse them.
But they have experience, no matter what kind of event, they won't drink alcohol that is brought by others.
This is not malicious speculation, but self-protection.
“But your colleague can drink, right Don't you think this is disrespectful to the client's guests” The man pointed at Wang Ruoqi, who resembled a butterfly, with an extremely arrogant tone.
Shen Yian pursed his lips, indeed someone he couldn't afford to offend.
It seems like this drink is unavoidable, but luckily she caught sight of the waiter holding a glass.
She reached out and grabbed the waiter's arm, taking a glass of champagne and smiling: "It would be rude to refuse such hospitality. However, I don't drink red very much, cheers."
The man's face stiffened, he could only raise his glass.
After finishing his drink, Shen Yi'an put down his cup: "Excuse me."
She turned and walked away, but the man's gaze never left her.
Doesn't she understand that men should prefer a beautiful woman like Wang Ruoqi
What are you staring at her for
She's wearing her work uniform today.
Am I seeing things because I had too much to drink
Shen Yian didn't think much about it, and continued to inspect the scene. He checked the microphone for a while, then checked if the gift boxes provided by the conference organizers were placed properly.
Before long, she had completely forgotten about the foreign man.
As the end approached, she felt the need to use the restroom and turned to go to the first-floor restroom.
Today, there weren't many people around so the restrooms didn't have any lines. She quickly finished and walked out of the bathroom, but a figure blocked her path.
"Little white rabbit."
"Huh Sir, you have the wrong person."
Shen Yian felt a chill run down her spine and looked up to see the foreigner who had invited her for drinks earlier. She immediately stepped back, trying to walk away.
A foreigner reached out and grabbed her arm, saying oily, "David, call me David."
Shen Yian glared at him.
Who cares what he's called, David or little David
"Please let go, you've had too much to drink."
Shen Yian found a random step, hoping he would save face for both of them.
Not only did he not stop, but he also went too far.
"White rabbit, don't pretend. I know you want money. I have money. I really like your kind of oriental woman with black hair and white skin."
"Want money Who said so" Shen Yian had a bad premonition.
"It doesn't matter, finish this cup and we'll go upstairs to rest together."
Hearing this, Shen Yian only then discovered that the man was still holding a glass of red wine in his other hand. It looked terrifyingly like blood, clearly with something added to it.
She began to struggle: "Let me go."
Though he was wearing a suit, the man's physique was twice hers in width. No matter how she struggled, she couldn't break free from his grip, and instead felt pain in her wrist bones.
Seeing that she couldn't escape, she began to cry for help loudly.
"Help......!"
The man pulled Shen Yian close and began feeding her red wine, right into her mouth.
He was very drunk, his strength was terrifying, he even had a bloodthirsty feeling.
"Someone said you like strong men, am I enough"
"Hmm hmm hmm!"
Shen Yian widened his eyes, tightly closed his lips, refusing to let him pour the red wine into his mouth.
Who is this persong Tianzhi was tall and imposing, his voice booming. Every word he spoke carried weight. "What a joke! Do you think I'm an idiot who would be provoked by your two or three sentences and rush to cause t...