Not Drunk

Ying Jing called Wen Fucheng.

Sitting in the cold drink shop, she held the milk tea happily.

When the call went through, she immediately returned to normal.

Zhang Yang glanced at the caller ID and didn't dare to delay. After receiving Wen Fucheng's signal, he picked up his phone and walked out of the conference room.

Meanwhile, Ying Zenan, who was reading the plan, glanced at the man directly opposite him.

"Just answer the phone if you want, President Wen. Don't worry about me."

Wen Fucheng pointed at the parts of the plan that needed to be changed and said casually, "You still have to care about what you should care about."

Ying Zenan's hand paused.

What the hell are you talking about? You're not harboring any thoughts about me, are you?

The assistant couldn't care less about how tense the meeting room was.

"Hello, Miss Ying. Where are you now? I'll pick you up."

Ying Jing immediately reported the address and Assistant Zhang arrived in less than twenty minutes.

After Ying Jing got into the car, he specially adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner and said casually, "Assistant Zhang, you're really considerate."

Zhang Yang smiled. "Everything was instructed by President Wen."

"Wen Fucheng?"

Along the way, she asked him questions and Zhang Yang told her everything.

"Assistant Zhang, you answered too quickly. Don't you have to think? For example, I asked you if Wen Fucheng had a girlfriend in the past!" In her previous life, she didn't even have the chance to ask about this.

"But Miss Ying, what I said is true! I've been by CEO Wen's side for so many years, but I've never seen him care about anyone."

Of course, Ying Jing did not dare to ask.

She was afraid that the assistant would say it in the next second. "Why don't you verify it yourself, Miss Ying?" She liked him and craved him. She might not be able to resist the temptation.

"Do you consider me an exception, then?"

"I suppose it counts!"

How well the author had written him! In the end, she had taken advantage of it. Hehe.

"So what is he doing now?"

"At the Ying Corporation."

"Oh!"

In the Ying Corporation, but… wasn't the Ying Corporation her family's company?

Why did Wen Fucheng go there?

"Dynasty Entertainment and the Ying Corporation will be collaborating on a big project next. President Wen values this very much. He almost does everything himself." He emphasized the last few words.

Miss Ying should understand, right?

Not only did Ying Jing understand it, but she also read too much into it. She was extremely happy along the way.

Zhang Yang didn't know if what he was doing was right, but from the boss's attitude, it was at least very important.

Although the project had to be done, there were also vice presidents at Dynasty Entertainment who could do the job. Thinking about this tiring and unappealing project, he really couldn't figure out what benefits Wen Fucheng could get other than Ying Jing.

Not only that, he even bought a house next to the Ying Corporation.

He believed that Ying Jing would know soon!

The little princess was really lucky!

Wen Fucheng had just finished when he received Zhang Yang's message.

Just as Ying Zenan was wondering if he should treat Wen Fucheng to a meal tonight, the man took the initiative to speak. "President Ying, let's have a pleasant cooperation. I still have something important to do tonight. I'll treat you to a meal next time."

Eh, something's up! Good! Hurry up and go.

Ying Zenan looked disappointed, but he was actually smiling in his heart. He couldn't wait for him to leave.

Ying Jing looked at the door eagerly. When Wen Fucheng came out, she immediately jumped out of the car.

He walked over to her and stood silently on the side of the sun, shielding her from the blinding light above. She was too busy talking and was completely unaware that she was shaded by his shadow.

From the assistant's point of view, the boss was really gentle. He was looking at her and listening carefully to what she said. In order to get closer to her, he even stood slightly closer to the girl. After getting into the car, he listened to her excitedly introduce him to a place to eat.

"You won't be disappointed when you try it."

"Well, what you recommend can't be too bad."

"Hey, you can't say that. Second Uncle, you'll know that I'm not lying to you when you eat there. I'll be embarrassed that you believe me unconditionally."

"Is it bad?"

"Of course!!" But it was too good to be true.

She enjoyed being in charge.

She and Wei Yi often came to this restaurant and were familiar with the lobby manager. When they saw her, they immediately arranged for a private room.

Zhang Yang was walking and his expression changed when he received the call.

"What? You were hit by a car! Is that car all right? Not you! Okay, okay, okay. I'll be right there. Don't worry."

… .

After hanging up the phone, Assistant Zhang said in embarrassment, "Unfortunately, I'm afraid I won't have the chance to eat with you today. A friend of mine was hit by a car on a business trip here and doesn't have enough money on him. I have to go."

"I see! Then do you need help? Why don't we go together!"

'It's all right, I'll go and have a look. If it's nothing serious, I'll be back.' It would be up to him if he ever came back.

As she watched Assistant Zhang leave, Ying Jing suddenly became a little reserved.

Wen Fucheng sat down and poured some warm water into two empty cups.

"Drink some warm water to moisten your throat. You can tell the waiter what you want to drink later." He set down the teapot and looked over at the door. "Okay?"

Ying Jing's ears heated up as her thoughts returned to the room.

"Of course!"

She sat opposite him. Why did the private room that used to be quite big suddenly become a little small? It turned out to be a smaller private room that the manager arranged when he saw that there were fewer people.

Ying Jing looked up and could see him clearly.

The signature dish they'd ordered was on the table, and Ying Jing eagerly picked up a piece for him and placed it in the empty bowl in front of him. "Stir-fried beef. It's especially tender."

However, she seemed to have forgotten something. In her previous life, Wen Fucheng, the CEO, was a clean freak who never ate the food that others gave him.

"It's … clean."

At least it was clean now.

She was nervous. Wen Fucheng picked up the meat with his chopsticks and placed it in his mouth to chew before swallowing.

"It's delicious."

Until the end of the meal, Zhang Yang's assistant still hadn't returned. Taking advantage of the situation, Ying Jing secretly poured a little of the wine Wen Fucheng had ordered when he went to the washroom.

She knew about this wine. It was his favorite in her previous life. He would always have a glass whenever he was in a good mood. He had drunk three small glasses tonight and Ying Jing was really curious about the taste.

By the time Wen Fucheng returned, the little gluttonous cat was already lying on the table drunk.

To think she dared to drink such strong wine.

She had a small pink face and dreamy eyes. She was holding a glass that was about to fall.

"Ying Jing."

Wen Fucheng walked to her side, bent down, and called her name.

"Ying Jing."

Ying Jing immediately straightened up and patted her face. She sat down obediently. She looked at him and poked the man's face twice.

"Wen Fucheng, I'm not drunk."

"Not drunk. I see. That makes it difficult."

She sat in the chair, never expecting him to kneel down in front of her of his own accord. He took her hand and removed the headband from her wrist. He looked down at the scar that was almost fully recovered and kissed it.

The itch on her wrist made Ying Jing want to pull back.

His eyes were so indulgent, his tone so resigned as he brought her hand to his lips.

"Then what should I do? Baby Jing, who isn't drunk, can't take advantage of me."