Chapter 3265: Brother, no more [10]

Facing the ridicule, Song Song chuckled as if he hadn't heard it.
Are you kidding me? When Xin'er was in the imperial capital, there were a few of their best friends, but they didn't go to play less.
Although she is poor, she is not a frog at the bottom of the well. Is there any luxurious place that she has never seen?
She ignored it and walked in.
Behind him, the painter's silver teeth bit secretly: "What are you crazy, arrogant and arrogant, what are you dragging! I can't take care of you, someone will take care of you later, hum!"

Dige VIP room.
Gong Qing was dressed in casual clothes, leaning on the sofa, holding a wine glass in his hand.
The wine is the best brandy iced, but his face is colder than wine.
"Chief, didn't you agree to General Qibei and stand for him in the battle in southern Yunnan?"
"Huh. That was before, now he can't get a wife, so he rolls back to southern Yunnan by himself! I don't bother to replace him."
Adjutant Lu’s lips twitched, and he continued to persuade:
Chief, then if you don’t go to southern Yunnan, go back to the camp and have a good rest. Don’t drink so much alcohol. You hurt your body, Chief, especially if you stayed up late yesterday. I stayed up all night, and the wound was not completely healed last time, so I can’t stand such a devastation..."
Gong Qing swept over with a cold eye: "Adjutant Lu, you know too much."
Adjutant Lu hurriedly stood at attention: "Reporting to the Chief, I don't know anything. I don't know where you went last night or who you slept with. You won't come back until dawn. I don't know how the Chief's physical strength is so good..."
Gong Qing said coldly: "Adjutant Lu, do you want Lao Tzu to send you to mine mines in Africa, eh?"
Adjutant Lu shut up immediately.
I can only worry silently in my heart, shouldn't the chief have to go to Miss Song tonight?
Anyway, he has summed it up. Recently, every time the head of the department asked for Miss Song, he would fill himself with wine.
No matter how good the physical strength of the chief is, he can't handle the old wounds and tiredness...and he can't handle the exhaustion of his energy every night.

Song Song and his colleagues walked all the way to the VIP room as Mr. Wang came to Dige.
The waiter said apologetically that the largest VIP room already has guests in it, so I can only give them the slightly smaller VIP room next door.
Dige is luxurious everywhere. Even a smaller VIP room can accommodate a dozen people for dining, which is more than enough.
Not long after the waiter led them to the VIP room, President Wang's guests also arrived.
Song Song's legs were still hurting, and he was tired after sitting for a long time, and even more tired when standing.
However, when the guests came, she had to stand up again and greet the guests with everyone
"Hello, Dong Zhang... hello, Master Sun... hello, Master Han..."
She stayed behind everyone as much as possible, in an inconspicuous corner, and kept basic etiquette. Unlike other people, she heard that Zhang Dong is a banker, Sun Shaoye is a lavish investor, and Han Shaoye is a wealthy local tyrant. , I can’t wait to pounce on them and let them hold their comic books.
However, even though she tried to keep a low profile, she still felt a line of sight, which pierced her fiercely as soon as she entered the door.
That is the so-called "Master Sun" gaze.
That gaze made her extremely uncomfortable, and it felt as if the other person was using his gaze to remove her clothes.
She hid, sat in a more corner position, and ate quietly.
However, people do not look for things, they look for people!
After drinking for three rounds, Qin Weiwei took the initiative to take Sun Shao and came to Song Song, smiling and introducing: "Sun Shao, Song Song is a newcomer in our Imperial Capital Club. Shao Sun must cover her..."
[Master Yun: Good night kiss! 】