Huhua President

Lin Zhenhai drank the remaining vodka in the glass in one gulp. He admitted that he was unhappy just now, but he needs to know more about Chen Fangrui. The person who knows the most about a person in this world is not the file, but the person who admires her .

"This should be a martini..." Sheng Rong took a sip and nodded, "Sweetened martini... It's like a cool breeze in a good mood, with the sweetness of honey in the dry and spicy, more Like a drink."

Sheng Rong's expression suddenly became very relaxed, holding the wine bottle in his hand, stroking the lines on the bottle with his fingertips, "She treats everyone she acquainted with like a martini, and it makes people fall in love with it unconsciously." taste."

Lin Zhenhai smiled relievedly on his serious face. He agreed with Sheng Rong's words. It was as if he had secretly opened the cork of the bottle. Before he could take a sip, he was slightly drunk just because of the smell she exuded.

"This should be..." Sheng Rong drank the wine in the next glass, took a breath and said, "Champagne! This should be your conclusion!" He glanced sideways at Lin Zhenhai, poured it again He drank a glass and said.

"Love--person!" Lin Zhenhai looked at the color of the wine in the glass and said with a faint smile, "Luxury, charming, mysterious, mellow... Of course she is the kind with a lot of residual sugar, and she seems to be in every important place. You can't do without her all the time."

"What about this glass?" Lin Zhenhai took out a bottle and handed it to Sheng Rong. He reached out to take it, poured it into the glass, and took a sip. expression.

"Isn't there already such a spirit as vodka? Why is there still whiskey?"

Lin Zhenhai loosened his tie, drank up the whiskey in the glass, added some more to Sheng Rong's glass, and said slowly: "The process of making whiskey is a bit complicated, and it's because of the length of time. In judging the value, I always feel that Fangrui has an aura that I don't understand."

"Sake, like her appearance, especially the name is the most suitable." Lin Zhenhai lifted the bottle at the end, "She should look like..." in front of outsiders, he pointed out the bottle of rum, " Gentle and pleasant, dignified and generous, but there is another side that I can't figure out, it always feels like whiskey..."

Sheng Rong leaned on the back of the chair and laughed, "If my fiancé doesn't know, then I don't even know!"

Lin Zhenhai also smiled heartily, picked up the cup and touched Sheng Rong, "Maybe I will taste it slowly."

"Pay the bill!" Lin Zhenhai raised his hand to signal the waiter, "I want all these wines!" He pushed the rum bottle, "I think Mr. Song is only suitable for this kind." (Rum, taste Warm and fragrant)

Hearing the sound of him closing the door, Sheng Rong smiled helplessly, filled his own glass with whiskey and drank it down in one gulp. He knew the meaning of whiskey, it was a wife, a person who lived together through thick and thin, the longer it was, the more fragrant it would be and the more divorced it would be. No, Lin Zhenhai was warning him to get out of Chen Fangrui's entire life, except for a glass of rum...

It was very late and early, and the pedestrians on the road were in a hurry, occasionally passing by a stall selling wontons that was still steaming, Chen Fangrui checked her appetite, she was a little hungry.

Chen Fangrui, who was sitting in the car, saw Lin Zhenhai standing at the door from a distance, smoking a cigarette, and wearing a neat suit showed his other temperament. Seeing the car coming, Lin Zhenhai walked over and opened it for her. door.