Cocktail

Gong Chen's bright eyes swept across the crowd once, and stopped at Zhang Qian who was not far away.

Strange, he couldn't find Zhang Nan Feng's figure even after looking for a long time. Zhang Qian was his personal assistant, why would he appear here instead of following closely behind Zhang Lanfeng?

"President Gong, I will send someone to look around."

After he finished speaking, Zhang Tian immediately led the group out.

Gong Chen raised his head and downed the whisky in his cup in one gulp, then picked up a bottle of red wine from the table and opened it. The red liquid slowly poured into the clean and shiny glass and with a tap of his two fingers, the red liquid swayed about in the cup.

"You are President Gong?" An enchanting female voice rang in his ears again. That voice was gentle and gentle, mixed with the stimulating smell of alcohol that wafted in the air. Normal men wouldn't be able to control it at all …