"Nanwu, I didn't expect that you are the new boss of the Golden Rose Mercenary Group." Gu Sanqing sat next to Song Nanwu, picked up some beef with chopsticks and said, with a bright smile on his handsome face.
"I didn't expect that you knew Mo Qiudong." Song Nanwu said to Gu Sanqing while eating lettuce.
Mo Qiudong took over the conversation, "I never thought you two would know each other. It's just a small world. Come, let's meet each other."
"I can't drink alcohol, so let's have water instead!" Song Nanwu said seriously, put down the chopsticks in her hand, and picked up the cup of cold water.
That serious look on his face made it impossible to refuse. No one tried to persuade him and they happily clinked glasses.
After a hotpot meal, night fell unknowingly and it was already past nine o'clock.
After three rounds of drinking, the wine that should be drunk was drunk, and the people who should be drunk were drunk.
Song Nanwu had mistakenly drunk a glass of white wine because she thought it was too spicy. She felt a little dizzy now. She heard her cell phone ring and answered it, "Hello, Captain."
"When will you come back?" Si Jin asked on the other end of the phone.
Looking at the drunk and noisy Mo Qiudong, Qianji and Nice across from her, Song Nanwu suddenly smiled, "Haha, I don't know."
The cold voice was drunken, and Si Jin could tell immediately. He frowned slightly and said, "Buddhist sister, have you been drinking?"
"No, I don't drink at all." Song Nanwu scratched her hair and hung up the phone muttering.
Gu Sanqing, who was standing by, heard this and silently glanced at the wine glass in Song Nanwu's hand.
One glass of wine doesn't count as drinking, but the key is that she gets drunk after just one glass! She really can't hold her liquor.
After checking the time on her phone, Song Nanwu put it down and suddenly stood up. She said seriously, "It's getting late. I have to go back."
Having said this, Song Nanwu stood up and walked away.
"I'll take your boss back." Gu Sanqing looked at her swaying figure, picked up the phone she had left on the table, and said something to Yunxiao.
"Okay." Yun Xiao looked at the three drunkards beside him and did not refuse.
Gu Sanqing followed Song Nanwu, but at this moment she turned around, went to the kitchen and hugged a piece of lettuce that Nice disliked.
"Hey, why is there a century-old treasure here? I have to take it away."
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