Very Secretary

  Very Secretary-Chapter 200 Temptation

Lu Jianhong was used to drinking heavily and eating large pieces of meat, so he was not used to drinking like this. When he reached the sixth sip, he accidentally drank all the red wine in the goblet, which caused Meng Jia to burst into tears Laughter: "Secretary Lu, you are really informal."

  Lu Jianhong smiled embarrassedly and said, "Sorry, this is the first time I drink red wine today."

   "Men have to drink like this." Meng Jia praised, "How can you be like a woman."

  Meng Jia filled Lu Jianhong's cup to the brim, filled it up to half, and said, "Secretary Lu, you are a real man. For this, I want to learn. Come, let me toast you."

  Lu Jianhong poured the glass of bright red liquid down her throat, and Meng Jia actually drank the half glass of wine. Under the light, her face was as red as fire.

   "Meng Jia, you don't mean to get yourself drunk, do you?" Lu Jianhong almost didn't say the words, "Meng Jia, I think the wine is just like this, let's have some food, how about?"

"No, as you said, listen to me tonight, don't count your words." Meng Jiajiao poured wine for Lu Jianhong angrily. When she was about to pour wine for herself, Lu Jianhong snatched it up Passed the bottle in her hand and said, "You can't drink any more."

  Meng Jia's eyes widened: "Do you think I'm so bad at drinking? I just show my face and tell you that I can drink two bottles of wine like this."

"Then, I'll pour this wine." Lu Jianhong poured a third of Meng Jia's glass. He had to see if it was really like what Meng Jia said, and he could drink two bottles. , accidentally got drunk, and his escape plan failed.

   Meng Jia glared at Lu Jianhong, raised the cup in a demonstration and shook it, then threw it up and said, "Secretary Lu, don't underestimate women."

"No, no, I don't dare." Lu Jianhong knew that it was going to be bad. Meng Jia's eyes would drip water after drinking this glass of wine, which made Lu Jianhong dizzy. To prevent Meng Jia from drinking more To drink, Lu Jianhong clung to the mouth of the bottle and poured all the wine into his stomach. To Lu Jianhong in the alcoholic battlefield, this red wine was no different from sugar water.

  Meng Jia applauded and said, "Secretary Lu, you can drink really well."

  "Okay, the wine is gone, let's eat, I'm really starving." Lu Jianhong obviously forgot that they were in a hotel. There was no wine on the table, but there was a lot of wine in the hotel.

  Meng Jia pressed the bell on the wall behind her, and immediately a waiter came in and said, "What else do you need?"

   "Another bottle of Bordeaux."

  Lu Jianhong said, "Meng Jia, you can't drink any more."

Meng Jia suddenly had tears in her eyes, and said: "Secretary Lu, since I was sensible, no one has ever celebrated my birthday with me. You are the first one. I am really tired. Can you make me drunk? once?"

Everyone has their own story. Lu Jianhong suddenly saw a completely different Meng Jia from that day in the steel factory. The one in front of him seemed more real and more in line with her age. She couldn't help but said, "You have something on your mind." ?”

After saying this, he began to regret, because Meng Jia's tears suddenly fell: "I used to have a very happy family, my parents love me very much, I am carefree, but when I was sixteen When I was 3 years old, my family suffered a change, and my happy family was gone. Since then, no one except myself remembers my birthday. Every year, I spend my birthday alone. Secretary Lu, can you imagine that Kind of lonely?"

  Lu Jianhong said sadly: "The past is like smoke, it's all over, and the hard days will come to an end, aren't you fine now?"

  Meng Jia smiled wryly: "Do you think I'm fine now?"

  Lu Jianhong was silent. Maybe Meng Jia, as the general manager, also had unknown bitterness behind him? He had nothing to say, only silence, and silently handed over a tissue.

  Meng Jia took the tissue and smiled before wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes: "Secretary Lu, you won't laugh at me, will you?"

At that moment just now, Lu Jianhong could clearly feel her helplessness, and the smile on her tear-covered face made Lu Jianhong feel that she was just a girl who needed care. A little shrewd and capable general manager?

   "How could that be?" Lu Jianhong said sincerely, "Meng Jia, you let me see another side of you."

  By this time, the wine had already been brought, and Lu Jianhong took the bottle and said, "Meng Jia, promise me that you don't need to drink any more."

   "Okay, I promise you, just one more drink, okay?" Meng Jia raised a finger.

  Meng Jia's fingers were very straight and thin, gradually changing from thick to thin from the root to the tip of the finger. Lu Jianhong suddenly thought of a person he hadn't thought of for a long time - Lang Jing. Her hands were small, small enough to barely reach an octave when she played the piano, but they were beautiful, and so were the fingers. At that time, Lu Jianhong's favorite thing to do was to hold her soft little hands in his palms, but these could only exist in memories. Ever since she was almost insulted by Wang Shaoqiang that time, there was no news about her, and she didn't know how she was doing now.

  Seeing Meng Jia's fingers, Lu Jianhong suddenly thought of her, and suddenly felt lost.

Seeing that Lu Jianhong didn't stop him, Meng Jia poured himself a full glass and said, "Secretary Lu, this is my first time drinking alcohol. Do you believe it?"

  Lu Jianhong smiled blankly and said, "Whether you believe it or not, this is the last cup."

The red wine had a lot of stamina. Lu Jianhong drank a lot and felt a little dizzy. Meng Jia's condition was not good. Her legs were a little weak when she stood up. Lu Jianhong hurried over to support her and complained Said: "Tell you not to drink, you still want to save face, have you drunk too much now?"

  Meng Jia was obviously drunk, and said with a smile: "I didn't drink too much, don't you think I'm fine? Hey, why do you have two heads?"

   "Okay, okay, I'll take you back." Lu Jianhong didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

  Meng Jia couldn't bear it anymore. Lu Jianhong held her hands under her armpits, giggled, out of breath: "You make me itchy."

  Lu Jianhong couldn't laugh or cry: "Stop making trouble, where do you live, I'll see you off."

   "I live..." Before she finished speaking, Meng Jia's body had already weakened, and she actually fell asleep.

  Lu Jianhong was dumbfounded. What was in front of him was a hot potato, which he didn't want to eat or throw away. Meng Jia had lost consciousness, and she leaned softly on Lu Jianhong's body. Her body was very hot and soft. Lu Jianhong's hand supporting her accidentally touched her chest, full of elasticity. A fire suddenly rose in Lu Jianhong's heart.

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