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The terrain of Nanshan Manor is relatively high, and when it gets dark, the wind becomes a bit cold.

If it is midnight, the wind will be stronger and the temperature can reach below zero, especially when there is not much movement around.

The bodyguards here inevitably become a little irritable.

At this time, outside Nanshan Manor, Zhao Muyan shouted with an ugly face: "Come out, Brother Jiang, Ling'er, where are you?"

Although his reason told him that there was no one here anymore, he had no good solution now.

Zhao Muyan regretted why he let the taxi driver go. If he followed him all the way, he wouldn't have to stay here.

When he enters the city and has power on his cell phone, he can do many things.

"Damn it, if I had known earlier I wouldn't have made any surprise inspections or raids, and it wouldn't have mattered to say hello in advance."

Being blown by the cold wind here, Zhao Muyan shrank subconsciously. His face was a little stiff. How did he get himself into such a miserable state?

After all, he is the eldest son of the Zhao family and the future heir. How could he be like this?

Jiang Chen has nothing to eat, so why should he go out? It's better to stay here.

Zhao Muyan looked at the big iron gate boredly. Suddenly, his body froze and his eyes moved back and forth on the iron gate.

"Yes, why should I wait for the people inside to open the door? It's Brother Jiang's house anyway. It's not too much for me to go in and take a rest, right? Just make it clear afterward.

Having made up his mind, Zhao Muyan started to climb the gate of Nanshan Manor, but the gate was two and a half meters high.

He was racking his brains below to think of a solution.

Jiang Chen and Zhao Ling'er, who had caused his situation, were celebrating loudly.

Jiang Chen picked up the wine glass and said loudly: "Mengya, and you, my senior sister, thank you for your support in the construction of Nanshan Manor and Xin Rui these days. I'd like to toast you a glass." 1

The three of them stood up quickly, saying polite words, and all four of them drank the wine in their glasses.

Jiang Chen had a few more drinks with Zhao Linger, Li Hu and others one by one.

After walking here, the other four tables also toasted a glass of wine. When they came back, their faces were a little red.

He didn't order wine here because he thought it tasted bad, so he brought a collection of red wine from Nanshan Manor, which has enough medicinal stamina.

Wang Xinrui was a little worried: "Boss, drink less. It will be at least an hour's journey back to Nanshan Manor next time."

"If you act like this, your body will feel uncomfortable if you drive swaying."

Jiang Chen rolled his eyes and said speechlessly, "It won't be a big deal if you drink this little."

"Even if you drink too much, then sleep in a hotel nearby for one night and not go back to Nanshan Manor. You can tell me to go down and I will pay for the accommodation."

"Let everyone drink and have fun, don't be restrained, the construction period can be postponed, my boss said.

He was still very conscious at this time, and Wang Xinrui could see it and did not dare to disobey.

She went to pass the message to several other boxes, and soon, there was a burst of cheers in several boxes.

Not long after, a representative from each of the other boxes came to the box where Jiang Chen was.

The leader was the chef who changed into casual clothes: "Thank you very much, boss, for this treat. I'll give you a toast from the kitchen staff, boss."

"On behalf of the purchasing department, I would like to toast you, boss."

As soon as many representatives said this, Jiang Chen also stood up and said with a smile: "It's a small thing, I have to thank you for the food.

After finishing speaking, he clinked glasses with the representatives who came and drank another glass. After finishing the wine, the representatives did not stay long and left each other.

There were not many people at Jiang Chen's table. They were all familiar, including Li Hu, Huang Mengya and her senior sister, Zhao Ling'er and Wang Xinrui.

It looks like I'm going to stay here tonight, but I always feel uneasy when no one is watching at Nanshan Manor.

The boss was very drunk, but Wang Xinrui, as the housekeeper, had not forgotten his responsibilities.

After thinking about it clearly, she began to consciously control her drinking and drank very little.

Jiang Chen didn't pay attention to these details. After drinking seven or eight glasses of wine, he was already feeling a little restless. Then he clinked glasses with Li Hu, Huang Mengya and others.

The main course hasn't arrived yet, and Jiang Chen's table is already opening the third bottle.

Zhao Ling'er frowned slightly: "Brother Jiang, drink less. Drinking will cause trouble and is not good for your health."

Wang Xinrui curled her lips: "It's okay. I'm here. What can happen?"

"I will help the boss arrange it. This is the basic responsibility of a housekeeper. You are the boss's friend, so I can also arrange it."

"You?" Zhao Ling'er took a bite of food and said, "With your figure, can you hold Brother Jiang? You're not tall enough."

Wang Xinrui's face turned a little red, and she raised her head and gestured to the box outside: "I can direct those people to move, I don't need to do it myself, there are plenty of people.

"Humph." Zhao Ling'er snorted coldly and turned her head to look away.

Jiang Chen rolled his eyes as the two women fought openly and secretly, and thought to himself, "Looking for a chance to eat together?"

Or should I keep it for viewing?

Suddenly, the cell phone that Zhao Ling'er placed on the dining table rang. Everyone looked at it and saw that the note was the word "brother."

"Brother Zhao is willing to come out again now." Jiang Chen said dissatisfied.

He finally called me back, but he was ignored directly, which was hard to understand.

Zhao Ling'er was furious at this time and just watched the phone ringing non-stop, but didn't answer it.

Not long after, the phone was hung up and the ringtone disappeared.

After waiting for a while, Zhao Ling'er saw that there was no call, so she took the initiative to call, but the phone was turned off.

"Smelly brother, if you turn off the phone if I don't answer the phone, you must be doing something bad if you are so careful."

Jiang Chen comforted him, "Why don't you call home and ask if something has happened? Brother Zhao, escaping like this is not a good idea."

"No fight, I'll wait for him to jump out and explain himself." Zhao Ling'er replied angrily.

Outside Nanshan Manor, Zhao Muyan looked at the cell phone that automatically turned off, and (OK Zhao) touched the five internal organs temple again, feeling like crying but without tears.

He just thought about climbing up the gate to enter, but he obviously overestimated his skill and fell from the top.

Fortunately, I stabilized my body in time and didn't really fall to the ground.

He also remembered that the phone would automatically store power after it was turned off. He tried to turn it on, and it actually had 1% power.

But the call didn't go through, the battery didn't support for a while, and then it died again.

"Alas!" Zhao Muyan sat slumped on a stone, looking very melancholy.

"What did you do to make the door of Nanshan Manor so high? You can't even climb in."

He wanted to go in through the side wall, but the cold glass and iron bars on it stopped him in his tracks.

The cold wind on the mountain blew again, and Zhao Muyan had no choice but to find a place with leeward wind to minimize his presence so as not to get too cold.

Meanwhile, his sister and Brother Jiang, who had never forgotten him, were eating in the warm box. .