sinovels Chapter 313 Make trouble
Chapter 313 Make trouble
Since Baitang did not leave Wen Changhe's sight, but just sat on his seat and looked around curiously, the latter relaxed his guard on him.
Not long after, the waiter brought up the wine, "Guests, please drink slowly."
The glass has a beautiful cola color, two slices of lemon with green grass, and a straw inserted obliquely, looks very healthy.
"It's just lemon tea~" The young man muttered in disappointment, it really was tea.
He picked up the wine glass and took a sip. There was a slight hint of wine in the lemon flavor. It was quite delicious. Take another sip.
Baitang held the cup and took another sip and another sip. When Wen Changhe hung up the phone, the cup in the young man's hand was almost bottomed out.
"Hee hee hee~ Ah, this is delicious~" The young man blushed, and the little drunk rat came out of the arena again.
Although the name of Long Island Iced Tea contains the word 'tea', it is not tea, but a kind of cocktail, and it is the kind with great stamina.
Baitang can't touch alcohol, as long as a little, he can become a 'little drunk'.
Wen Changhe took a sip from the cup handed over by the boy,
"Hee hee hee~ Is it delicious, I, I'll order you a drink..." The little drunk mouse raised his hand and called the waiter over.
Wen Changhe was helpless, Tangtang actually changed the Long Island iced tea while he was not paying attention, really disobedient.
"Hee hee~ Ah, Ah, there are two, two Ah..." Baitang began to see things double.
He threw himself into Wen Changhe's arms, shaking his head and rubbing against each other, "Ah, I'm a little dizzy..."
The man looked at the shirt on his body that was like dried plums, dumbfounded. He supported the boy and didn't shake his head, "Shaking his head will make him more dizzy."
"Well, then, I won't move..." The young man puffed his mouth, his watery eyes were out of focus, and after being "rebuked" by Wen Changhe, he showed an aggrieved expression.
Wen Changhe put the boy on the sofa, and swiped his card to pay the bill with the waiter.
Seeing that the young man was about to leave, the "careful people" who cared about the young man stepped forward to strike up a conversation regardless of Wen Changhe was still there.
After all, those who can come here to play should not be overly conservative people. If the boy insists on going with them, that man can't stop him, let alone the boy who is drunk when he sees it. Drunk people are the most unreasonable .
A man with arm tattoos came over with two glasses of wine, "Aren't you leaving so soon? I won't play any longer. I'll buy you a drink."
The tattooed man came for the boy, although Wen Changhe blocked him, but what he said had already caught Baitang's attention.
As he had concluded based on experience, as long as the boy wanted to, men couldn't stop him.
"Where is it? Is there a good drink?" Baitang jumped up, leaned on Wen Changhe's back and looked ahead.
The tattooed man deliberately asked the waiter what the boy's favorite drink was, ordered a cup that was exactly the same and brought it over.
The color of the glass is very beautiful under the light of the spotlight, Bai Tang danced and took the glass from the tattooed man.
By the way, that's it, drink it up.The tattooed man was secretly happy.
In this kind of place, what is not received from the bartender, but passed through the hands of others, is very likely to be added.
Wen Changhe stopped Baitang from giving him a drink, and Baitang put his arms around his shoulders, and whispered in his ear, "If you don't drink, you don't drink it... Every time, it's free, it's delicious, Ahe drinks..."
Baitang didn't want to drink it by himself, but wanted to share something good with Wen Changhe.
Wen Changhe patted the young man's head, and the tenderness in his eyes couldn't be hidden, "Hey, let's go home and drink, it's noisy outside, so we can't sleep drunk."
Baitang couldn't accept the noisy environment and not being able to sleep. He gladly accepted his old Gong's suggestion, with a smirk on his lips, "Go home, go home, sleep with Ahe..."
Seeing that Wen Changhe was going to take the boy away, how could the tattooed man agree.
He looked at Wen Changhe's skinny appearance in a suit, and reckoned that he could knock someone down with just two strokes.
Just when Baitang was coquettish with Wen Changhe and asked him to carry him back, the tattooed man greeted Wen Changhe with his fist.
"boom--"
With a loud noise, the tattooed man was knocked down instead.
The tattooed man didn't come alone. When the tattooed man was in trouble, his companions naturally stood up.
With one against six, even though he was outnumbered by the opponent, Wen Changhe had no fear at all.
He placed the boy on the sofa in the private room, and he stood in front of the private room, so no one could touch a single hair of his Tangtang.
There was a fight, people around were running and shouting, and the scene was in chaos.
At first, Baitang was still in the fog, not understanding why Wen Changhe let him go when he promised to carry him home.It wasn't until several people besieged Wen Changhe that Baitang realized it.
Don't bully his old Gong!
The little drunk rat jumped up, and when Wen Changhe was dragged and the tattooed man approached him, he picked up the goblet on the table and threw it at his head.
The tattooed man was blindfolded, and the remnants of alcohol and broken glass slid from the top of his head.
The little squirrel had red eyes, and when the tattooed man raised his hand angrily, he called out in a crying voice, "Ah, ah..."
Wen Changhe quickly put down the few people in front of him, and turned his head to see that someone wanted to touch his wife, so that's fine.
Wen Changhe finished off the tattooed man before he could make a move on Baitang. He half hugged Baitang, and took out a tissue on the table to wipe the boy's tears.
"Did he hit you?" Wen Changhe clenched his fists and punched the tattooed man who just got up from the ground.
Now the tattooed man really couldn't get up, he could only lie on the ground and scream.
"No, no..." The little drunk mouse whined, pulling Wen Changhe's shirt to wipe away his tears, "Long Island, Long Island Iced Tea, no more, I, I left it for Ah He..."
It turned out that Baitang smashed the glass of Long Island iced tea on the tattooed man's head. The glass was broken and the cocktail was gone. It was Baitang's left for Wen Changhe, and now it's gone.
"It's okay, we don't drink here, let's go to drink more authentic cocktails..." The little squirrel cried, and he calmed people down before talking.
"Mmmm..." Baitang nodded, leaning on Wen Changhe's body and said softly, "I want Ahe to carry it~"
"Okay, I'll carry Tangtang." Wen Changhe picked him up, but failed to go home, instead followed the bartender into the police station.
There is no way, when there is trouble and fights, the bar owner also has to do business, who will pay for the broken things.
The fight tonight was started by Wen Changhe, but the other party also had a lot of trouble, and both parties were responsible. After three hours of mediation, both parties paid half of the compensation, and paid part of the soup and medicine expenses to For the people with the tattooed man, the matter is over.
When Baitang was at the police station, he fell asleep in Wen Changhe's arms.
It was past two o'clock in the middle of the night, and Wen Changhe was walking on a deserted street with Baitang on his back.
Although Wen Changhe failed the lottery, his heart was sweet.
Even though Baitang was drunk, he still thought about him, and even beat the tattooed man because of him, this was beyond Wen Changhe's expectation.
"Aha..."
The boy on the back muttered.
"Well, I'm here." Wen Changhe held Baitang tightly.
"Give me a drink..."
Hearing the boy's sleep talk, Wen Changhe burst out laughing, what a greedy little mouse.
It was already late at night when we returned to Wen's house. Father Wen and Mother Wen didn't go home tonight. They sent a message to the housekeeper, saying that they were going out to spend the night together.
Wen Changrou also stayed in the company until midnight before coming back, and bumped into Wen Changhe who followed in the door.
"Brother..." Wen Changrou's eyes were red, as if she had cried a lot.
Wen Changhe raised his hand and made a silent movement, Wen Changrou looked behind Wen Changhe, the boy was sleeping on his back.
After Wen Changhe took Baitang back to the room and settled him down, he said softly, "Brother, I was wrong..."
If it weren't for that report, she wouldn't even know that the friends she made were villains behind the scenes. Today, she traveled all over the departments and colleagues who have work negotiations with Zu Shuang, and she also hid in the dark to see Zu Shuang using her face in private. The other employees were surprised that their noses were not their noses and their eyes were not what they looked like. In the end, they found many college classmates.
Several projects in the company were dragged down by Zu Shuang. Even a few days ago, she thought Zu Shuang had been wronged and went to the design department to support Zu Shuang.
Thinking of this, Wen Changrou wanted to go back to a few days ago and give herself a slap in the face. Zu Shuang got involved in the company and lost a big project, and she still foolishly acted as a gunman for her.
Wen Changhe was very relieved, he patted Wen Changrou's head, "You know what to do when you grow up, you know what to do, the design department and planning department on the 24th floor will be entrusted to you."
Wen's Group is a diversified enterprise. It does not only focus on one industry. It is involved in high-end customization ranging from daily chemicals to clothing and jewelry. Now Wen Changrou is only managing a department of one of the industries.
The Wen family is not the kind of people who won't fight back when they are bullied. Although Wen Changrou is a little silly, she was also educated by Wen's father as his heir, but after Wen Changhe took charge of it alone, Wen Changrou gave up. Yes, she made it clear that she didn't want to rob Wen Changhe of the group, and she has been living with the free-range policy since then, living freely, laughing and laughing heartlessly.
"I know what to do." Wen Changrou said firmly.
After figuring it out, Wen Changrou's temperament quietly changed a bit, she turned and went back to her room, not disturbing her brother and Baitang.
Wen Changhe took a basin of hot water and wiped Baitang's arms and cheeks to get rid of the smell of alcohol.
"Ahe~" The boy turned over and hugged Wen Changhe's arm, his strength was not too small.
Wen Changhe couldn't push it away either, so he had to put down the towel and lie down beside Baitang.
The young man felt that there was someone beside him, and his little nose moved, as if confirming the smell, and finally he confirmed it, turned over, rolled into Wen Changhe's arms, rubbed his cheek against the other's chest, found the most comfortable position, hugged fall asleep.
Wen Changhe is sweet and helpless, she can only sleep with her until dawn.
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It was updated before ten o'clock today, are you surprised? !I have read all the bugs (typos) caught by the little cutie. I will be on holiday in a few days, and the typos will be corrected at that time (love you, mua~)