Chapter 75: Drunken Conversation
Chen Nanfeng was listening to the words of thanks, and then he fell down with a "bang".
Ye Shuyi was quick to act and quickly hugged him before he had any "intimate contact" with the ground.
"Chen Nanfeng? What's wrong with you?" The situation was so sudden that she was confused.
Others also saw him suddenly fall.
"Is there something wrong with the food?" someone asked.
"No way! I ate every dish and didn't have any reaction at all."
"That shouldn't be the case. I didn't see Young Master Chen picking up any food. I heard that he only eats dishes cooked by Miss Ye. I guess he's on an empty stomach this time."
"I think he's probably drunk."
"Hiss—a glass?"
Everyone was talking about it.
Ye Shuyi was basically certain that Chen Nanfeng was drunk.
Are you kidding me?
Young Master Chen fell down after drinking one glass?
Ye Shuyi looked at Ms. Fang and asked.
"It's okay, he can't drink much, he just needs a good sleep." Ms. Fang enjoyed the food leisurely, not worried about her son at all.
All right.
"This dish is delicious, but it's not as good as the one you cooked." Ms. Fang commented while eating.
"Haha, thank you for the compliment."
Since even my own mother said it's okay, then I really shouldn't worry about it, right?
Ye Shuyi put him on the chair and continued to drink and eat.
However, she was a little absent-minded while eating, and her eyes kept unconsciously glancing at Chen Nanfeng.
Would he feel uncomfortable if he fell down?
Will I catch a cold?
Even though it's August now.
Hong Kong Island is still in midsummer, the hottest time of the year.
But the store was air-conditioned, and he wasn't covered. Never mind, a grown man should be quite hot-tempered, so how could he catch a cold?
Ms. Fang was full quickly and said that she was used to the food Ye Shuyi cooked, and eating anything else was a bit boring.
After saying that, she left the table, with no intention of caring about her son.
Ye Shuyi pulled Butler Xue aside uncertainly and asked, "Don't you care about the young master?"
Butler Xue maintained an impeccable smile: "Young Master will be fine."
After saying that, he left too.
Go away!
Ye Shuyi couldn't help but wonder whether Chen Nanfeng was Ms. Fang's biological son.
They didn't seem to be very close. Ms. Fang was bedridden for the past few days and didn't see him.
I don’t know if he was too busy with official duties to spare the time, or didn’t want to see it, or maybe he was not informed of Ms. Fang’s illness at all.
But, they look very similar.
Like they were printed out from the same mold.
Ye Shuyi sat back in her seat, but after eating a few bites, she looked at Chen Nanfeng again.
After all, he is my boss, it would be bad to ignore him.
"Everyone continue eating. Just order whatever you want to eat or drink. It will be charged to my account. I have something to do, so I'll leave first." After saying that, she took Chen Nanfeng away.
He was completely unconscious and was very tall, so it was very difficult to half-support and half-drag him.
Ye Shuyi simply bent down slightly, lowered her center of gravity, and then stood up again.
Everyone watched as Sir Chen was carried away like a princess by a girl.
Ye Shuyi went to the front desk first, gave 10,000 as collateral, and left her contact information.
"Don't worry if there's more. If it's not enough, please contact me tomorrow." Ye Shuyi hugged the person in her arms with one hand and handed over Hong Kong dollars and a business card with the other hand.
The picture is so beautiful.
The receptionist was very perceptive. She had heard of Ye Shuyi's name and knew that she had a good relationship with the boss, Manager Pan, so she naturally agreed.
After Ye Shuyi walked away, she looked at his back and said, "Young man, you are so powerful."
"Which martial arts movie are you watching?" a colleague joked while wiping the dishes.
"Oh, of course it's from Mr. Jin. 'Laughing in the Jianghu', haven't you seen it?"
It was released in April this year.
"Oh, I saw it."
…
Ye Shuyi was inspired by the alcohol to feel a sense of power, and he walked proudly on the street holding his beloved wife.
In fact, it’s not about being swaggering, but this posture will give you a swaggering temperament no matter how you walk.
She went to a nearby five-star hotel.
That place should just barely be worthy of Chen Shao's attention.
Ye Shuyi's home is too far away and too cramped.
"Hello, what type of room do you want to book? Do you have a reservation?"
"I don't have a reservation. Do you have a suite or double room?"
The waiter checked and said helplessly, "We don't have any. We only have one king-size bed room. Is that okay?"
Ye Shuyi thought for three seconds.
"OK."
In the double room.
Ye Shuyi threw Chen Nanfeng on the bed and closed the door.
At this time, Chen Nanfeng was no longer in a coma and began to talk nonsense.
Can't hear clearly.
in spite of.
Ye Shuyi began to help him take off his coat.
As for the shoes, never mind, it won’t be a big deal if they’re exposed like this.
She had only half taken off her coat when it was pulled back on.
"Who are you? Why are you taking off my clothes?" Chen Nanfeng muttered without opening his eyes.
"I'm your...boss." Ye Shuyi saw that he was drunk and didn't remember anything anyway.
So Tiangang was reversed.
Experience what it's like to be the boss of your boss.
not bad.
The man repeated in confusion: "Boss? I'm an employee?"
"Yes, you are a chef who manages two gourmet restaurants." Ye Shuyi gave him his identity.
"Ah, then I must be very tired?"
The tone was somewhat depressed.
Ye Shuyi didn't expect this evaluation.
Are you tired?
She was so busy that she almost forgot she was tired.
"Yeah, I guess."
The person on the bed kicked his legs unwillingly and kicked off his shoes, almost hitting Ye Shuyi.
"You..." She was about to speak.
The other shoe hit her calf.
Although it wasn't very painful, it was an accidental injury after all.
She was drunk and didn't care that this was her God of Wealth, and climbed onto the bed very disrespectfully.
It’s okay to not remember things when drinking.
The person on the bed had no idea that "danger" was coming.
Ye Shuyi reached out and patted his face: "Hey, your shoe almost hit the boss just now!"
Chen Nanfeng opened his eyes with an innocent expression, as if a few virtual hairs were sticking up.
This gave Ye Shuyi a funny idea.
"Tell me, what should we do? Apologize, compensate, or I'll fire you." She half-knelt beside him, supporting herself on the bed with one hand, and holding his cheek with the other hand, turning his handsome face around.
“Hmm…”
He said aggrievedly, "Boss, I'm sorry."
Ye Shuyi pressed the issue further: "Say it again—I don't hear you!"
"Sorry, boss, don't be unhappy." He said with concern.
"Well, the apology sounds pleasant. But, it's not sincere! You don't intend to..." Ye Shuyi put her hand in front of him, rubbing her thumb and index finger back and forth.
I mean, I need some money.
Chen Nanfeng understood and frowned.
"But boss, I'm just an employee and I don't have any money..." he said fearfully.
Hearing this, Ye Shuyi laughed madly inwardly, but on the surface she sighed and said, "Ah, what should I do then?"
After struggling for a long time, Chen Nanfeng finally made up his mind: "Then I can only work like a slave for you. I will dedicate my whole self to you."
Ye Shuyi coughed a few times and asked uncertainly, "Are you saying you want to pledge your love to me?"
"right!"
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