The actor is a small public [entertainment circle]

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She raised her glass: "Lin Qing, I offer you a toast, congratulations on your award!"

Lin Qing stared at her blankly, then narrowed her eyes and smiled, raised her glass and touched her: "Thank you!"

Hu Lailai on the side winked at her a few times, but got no response.She took out her phone from under the table and pressed it a few times.

……

In the next room, Gu Shaoyan's phone vibrated, and a text message popped up.He looked down, his eyes darkened.

The author has something to say: Good night~ Gu Shaoyan suddenly stood up with a bad expression.

The person who was talking in the box stopped suddenly and looked up at him.

He whispered: "You talk first, I have something to go out."

……

In the box separated by a wall, the scene has gotten a little out of control.

Lin Qing can't drink, but he hasn't counted in his heart yet.When someone toasts her a glass, she just drinks one, and she doesn't know how to hide alcohol at all.

When Gu Shaoyan pushed open the box door and walked in, she was already lying on the table, holding her face in her hands, smiling foolishly.Ning Yiming at the side was whispering to her, and the two brothers put their arms around her shoulders.

The place where she was sitting was facing the door, and when she saw Gu Shaoyan walking in, she raised her glass and said in a daze, "Waiter, serve us some more wine."

After speaking, I was still puzzled: "Why does this waiter look so familiar, have we met somewhere?"

From the moment Gu Shaoyan entered the box, it fell into silence.

Although everyone present was somewhat drunk, when they saw the big boss who opened the door and came in, the hazy drunkenness was also frightened away, and they just stared and couldn't speak.

Ning Yiming met Gu Shaoyan's gaze, shuddered, and his tongue became uneasy: "Gu... Gu... Mr. Gu?"

Gu Shaoyan ignored him, walked quickly behind Lin Qing, and took Ning Yiming's arm away as if he was holding something dirty.

Ning Yiming sat up straight reflexively, and moved the chair to the side.

"Lin Qing?" Gu Shaoyan's voice was a little dangerous.

The little fool lying on the table looked up at him for a while, then suddenly laughed, showing his small canine teeth: "Handsome guy, who are you?"

"Don't know me? Huh?"

Lin Qing's mind was in chaos, she only knew that there was a handsome guy standing in front of her, which made her heart pound,

She reached out to reach his eyes: "Your eyes are so beautiful..."

Gu Shaoyan was so angry that she couldn't speak—this guy likes to tease people when he's drunk, why isn't he angry?

He took Lin Qing's arm: "I'll take you back."

Lin Qing grabbed the back of the chair and refused to leave: "I won't go back, I still want to drink. You go and serve me another drink!"

The veins on Gu Shaoyan's forehead popped up: "You're not leaving, are you?" He picked up Lin Qing, picked her up, and walked outside.

Walking to the door, he paused and looked at Hu Lailai: "Pack up Lin Qing's things and bring them over later."

Hu Lailei pushed his glasses and nodded.

Compared to the shocked expressions of the others, Hu Lailai was as calm as a fledgling assistant.

She calmly packed Lin Qing's things, stuffed them into her bag, and then looked at the others present.

Ning Yiming couldn't hold his breath anymore, he pointed at the door with trembling fingers: "Gu... President Gu and Lin Qing..."

Hu Lailai interrupted him: "Boss Gu and Brother Qing are good friends."

"It's getting late today, I'm going to deliver bags to Brother Qing. I've already told the front desk that it will be recorded on the account. Everyone had a great time eating."

"By the way, Mr. Gu probably doesn't want others to know what happened in the box today."

The others nodded their heads like pounding garlic.

Watching Hu Lailai disappear behind the door, Ning Yiming looked like he was hit by a big stone: "Good friend? Will a good friend be hugged by a princess?"

The spirit of complaining in his heart could hardly be suppressed: "No, that's obviously our brother Qing, who is not afraid of carrying a gas tank with one hand, how can he be hugged by a princess?"