Capture Love Alive: The Story of the Lengao Boss Chasing His Wife

Chapter 10 Getting Drunk

On Saturday, the sunset looks like silk and satin, reflecting the whole sky in colorful colors. The high and low buildings are bathed in this beautiful and dazzling halo. On the streets, pedestrians in a hurry are like a tide, rushing home from get off work.

Ye Wu carefully put on makeup for herself, with light makeup covering her face, pure yet charming, paired with the white evening dress she purchased, sexy, pure, it is a kind between a girl and a mature woman, unique The beauty is so beautiful that it is suffocating and amazing.

The grade director called at five o'clock, urging her to go out quickly and meet in a box of a western restaurant.

"Come on." When she went out, she waved her fist at the mirror to cheer herself up.

With a confident smile on his face, he waved goodbye to his parents, got in a taxi, and rushed to the restaurant.

"Miss, hello, who are you?" The waiter in a neat uniform asked at the door of the restaurant.

"Ye Wu, this way." Before she could answer, she saw the director in a smart women's suit waving at her in the aisle on the second floor above the lobby.

Smiling politely, she stepped up the stairs. As soon as she went upstairs, the director mysteriously dragged her aside, and whispered, "Why are you here so late? The producer arrived 10 minutes ago, do you know this How rare is this opportunity?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." She apologized quickly.

"Forget it, go in quickly, I'll introduce you." The director didn't bother with her, held her arm, and pushed open the door of the box. As soon as she entered the room, she pointed to the front of the round table, with a beer belly in a suit and leather shoes The middle-aged man introduced Ye Wu: "This is the well-known producer in the circle, President Fang, Boss Fang."

"Hello, Boss Fang, I'm Ye Wu. It's our first time meeting you. I'm sorry to keep you waiting." Ye Wu smiled a little cautiously, a little embarrassed, her cheeks were pink, like a lotus flower, bright and moving.

"Well, she looks good and has a good temperament. Very good, she is a good seedling." The man's satisfied eyes kept wandering over Ye Wu, sizing her up from top to bottom. The tight-fitting white evening dress outlined the woman's perfect, With a graceful figure and curves, evil fire flashed in his eyes, and the smile at the corner of his mouth seemed to have a little more meaning.

Ye Wu was a little uneasy being stared at by him, and there was something wrong with his eyes.

"Sit." The producer enthusiastically pulled out the chair for her, and pressed her shoulders with both hands.

There was obvious stiffness in the body, and there was a crack in the smile on his face.

"Come on, let's have a toast for our first meeting today." He opened the red wine and poured a full glass for Ye Wu, not allowing her to refuse, he stuffed the goblet into her hand.

Ye Wu looked at the director begging for help, hoping that she could help her out, drink?She doesn't drink well, not to mention, shouldn't they talk about the new play first?

"Why are you staring blankly? Why don't you drink quickly? If you make the producer unhappy, do you still want the role of the second female lead?" The director leaned into her ear and warned in a low voice, "Why are you so mean? In this circle, when talking about things, which one is not discussed at the wine table?"

Thinking about it, there seems to be some truth in this statement.

Ye Wu could only bite the bullet and drank the red wine in the glass, just after drinking it, two blushes quietly climbed up her fair skin, like a blooming spring peach, beautiful and bright.

"Come on, keep drinking! Ms. Ye, you really have great potential. As long as you join my crew, I promise, your future is limitless." After drinking glass after glass of red wine, Ye Wu felt a little dizzy.

She shook her head, trying hard to stay sober, but how could she, who was incapable of drinking, be able to resist the strong alcohol drive?
With a plop, he fell headfirst on the table, drunk and unconscious.

(End of this chapter)