bookrandom Chapter 873 Find Him Home
Chapter 873 Find Him Home
Jiang Chengyu also managed to turn the tide at a drinking party, but those people were all gentlemen. Because they drank too much last night during the New Year's Eve, they abused Mu Xiaoji again.
Feeling guilty and blaming himself, he escaped from the hospital early in the morning, booked a high-speed rail ticket to Kuncheng on his mobile phone, and returned to Kuncheng.
Jiang Chengyu was depressed because he couldn't find Shengxue in the company office. He called Jiang Li and found out that he had taken it home during the Chinese New Year holiday.
Jiang Li sent the location, and Jiang Chengyu came to a milk tea shop according to the location, only to find a group of girls chatting enthusiastically. He felt embarrassed to pick up Shengxue and leave like this on New Year's Day.
On a whim, he decided to invite a few beauties to dinner as a reward for Jiang Li taking care of Shengxue.
Unexpectedly, the beauties chose Teng Zijing's Xingteng Restaurant. After everyone arrived at Xingteng Restaurant, Teng Zijing was also in the hotel.
Under Teng Zijing's arrangement, they had a dinner in the private room booked by Jiang Chengyu.
Jiang Chengyu, who had never had experience eating with women, met Deng Zhouyi, a master who came from a group of women.
In such situations, it is easy to play any trick on people.
Jiang Chengyu encountered Deng Zhouyi's drinking difficulties and was at a loss when Jiang Li took a deep breath.
Suddenly, he picked up his wine glass, twisted his wrist, and hooked Jiang Chengyu's hand holding the wine glass.
He tilted his head back and gulped down a few times, actually finishing the glass of liquor. When he put the glass down, his cheeks had turned red and his eyes were wet.
"Mr. Jiang, this won't do. You're not as free and easy as a woman." Deng Zhouyi deliberately provoked him.
Jiang Chengyu's face flushed red instantly, like a ignited fuse. He glanced at Jiang Li's red eyes.
He looked at the pitiful looks of the group of girls, finally gritted his teeth, raised his head and drank the wine in his glass.
The spicy liquid burned his throat, but he seemed not to notice and just put the glass down heavily.
"Great! Mr. Jiang has a huge appetite!" Teng Zijing, watching from the side, was so amused that he couldn't help but applaud. "Deng, are you satisfied now?"
Deng Zhouyi smiled and shrugged, loosened his arms around Yu Qianqian, picked up his chopsticks and took a bite of the food: "Satisfied, of course I am satisfied."
He raised his glass to Jiang Li and said, "Miss Jiang is also a person of temperament. I admire her."
Jiang Li didn't say anything, but just picked up the teapot on the table, poured himself a cup of strong tea, and swallowed it mouthful by mouthful, trying to suppress the burning pain in his throat.
Jiang Chengyu looked at her with a frown on his face. He couldn't tell whether he felt gratitude or something else. He just felt that this dinner was more tiring than negotiating a 100 million yuan contract.
When the dinner was over, seven or eight bottles of wine were empty in the private room, and the air was filled with a strong smell of alcohol.
Deng Zhouyi leaned back in his chair, his eyes lingering on Yu Qianqian like a wolf staring at its prey, and the aggression in his eyes was almost undisguised.
He licked the corner of his lips and suddenly asked in a loud voice: "Now that you've had enough food and drink, are you interested in going somewhere else to play?"
"Underground dance hall!" Zhu Ling's eyes lit up. They had heard that Xingteng Restaurant had an underground dance hall.
Deng Zhouyi asked at this moment, and immediately responded, "Isn't there a dance hall in the basement of Xingteng Restaurant? I heard it's very exciting down there!"
Xie Xinyu also nodded, her cheeks flushed from the alcohol: "Go, go, it's a good time to move around and digest."
Several girls became excited instantly and echoed in a flurry, obviously they had not yet recovered from this unexpected dinner.
Jiang Chengyu was toasted one after another. He felt dizzy at the moment. He leaned back in his chair with his eyes closed. He waved his hand and said in a vague voice: "You guys go ahead. I'll rest here for a while."
Seeing this, Jiang Li quickly stood up and held his arm, saying with concern: "Mr. Jiang, you've had too much to drink. I'll take you to the guest room to rest."
"Room 9086 on the ninth floor. I've already arranged it for your CEO Jiang." Teng Zijing looked at her gentlemanly, a smile on his face. "Can you handle it alone?"
Jiang Li nodded quickly: "No problem, don't worry, Master Jing."
Teng Zijing smiled meaningfully and said, "Then I won't bother you anymore."
She half supported and half helped Jiang Chengyu walk towards the door. Just as they reached the door, Jiang Chengyu suddenly stopped.
He turned to look at Teng Zijing, his eyes were dazed, but his tone was serious: "Them...you arrange for a driver to take them home, safety first."
"Don't worry, President Jiang. I will definitely fulfill your mission." Teng Zijing waved his hand, his smile revealing a sense of curiosity and inquiry. "Good night, President Jiang. Sweet dreams."
Shengxue seemed to know that it was time to rest, and followed the two of them obediently, his pony hooves making gentle "tapping" sounds on the carpet.
There was a waiter waiting at the elevator entrance. When he saw them coming, he quickly pressed the up button.
The elevator door opened, Jiang Li helped Jiang Chengyu in, and Sheng Xue followed in.
In the small space, the smell of alcohol mixed with the faint scent of perfume on Jiang Li made it seem a little cramped.
Jiang Li looked up at Jiang Chengyu. The man was leaning against the wall of the car with his eyes closed, his jawline tense.
Even though he was drunk, the outline of his profile was still clear, and her heart beat inexplicably faster.
"Thank you, Jiang Li." Jiang Chengyu suddenly opened his eyes and met her with a drunken gaze.
"You go back, I can go up by myself." As he said that, he gently pushed away Jiang Li's hand that was around his waist.
He was unsteady and staggered to the side. Jiang Li quickly reached out to support him.
"Mr. Jiang, let me take you to your room! Be careful not to fall."
Before she finished speaking, the elevator stopped at the ninth floor with a ding. As soon as the door opened, Jiang Chengyu broke free from her hand.
He walked out with unsteady steps, and Jiang Li had no choice but to hurry up and follow him, shouting, "Shengxue, follow me!"
As soon as he got out of the elevator, the floor attendant came up to him, respectfully supported Jiang Chengyu, and said, "Mr. Jiang, please come this way. Mr. Jing has arranged a room for you."
The waiter helped Jiang Chengyu into room 9086. The room was lit with warm yellow light, and the large white bed was covered with velvet bedding, which looked particularly soft.
Jiang Chengyu was almost "sucked" over by the bed immediately. He lay down on the bed without even taking off his shoes and became motionless in an instant.
"Thank you, sorry for the trouble." Jiang Li said to the waiter, "I'm here, please leave first."
The waiter nodded and said, "Okay, if you need anything, just ring the bell and call me." After that, he closed the door quietly and walked out.
Jiang Li walked to the bed, bent down to help Jiang Chengyu take off his leather shoes, then carefully moved his legs onto the bed and pulled the quilt over him.
After doing this, she turned around and went to the bathroom to wring out a hot towel, came back and sat on the edge of the bed, gently wiping his face.
As the towel just touched her cheek, Jiang Chengyu suddenly grabbed her wrist with surprising strength.
"I'm sorry..." he murmured, his voice hoarse and full of regret.
Jiang Li was stunned, not understanding why he suddenly apologized. Just as she was about to ask, she heard him mumbling vaguely: "Xiao Ji... Xiao Ji, I'm sorry..."
The voice was as soft as a dream talk, but it carried unspeakable pain. Jiang Li's hand stopped in mid-air, and he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.
At this moment, the sudden ringing of the cell phone broke the silence of the room. Jiang Li looked at the coat on the sofa.
I walked over and took it out, and saw the words "Gu Ze" jumping on the screen.
She knew Gu Ze. Feng Tao had driven Jiang Chengyu to work several times before in that luxurious business car. She did not dare to neglect him.
He quickly pressed the answer button: "Hello, Mr. Gu, Mr. Jiang is drunk and has gone to bed. What can I do for you?"
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, and then Gu Ze's vigilant voice came: "Who are you? Where is he now?"
"I'm from the Public Relations Department of General Manager Jiang's company. My name is Jiang Li. This is Xingteng Restaurant. Mr. Gu, I'm sorry. I'll tell General Manager Jiang to call you back tomorrow."
"Beep-beep--" As soon as the words fell, the phone was abruptly hung up.
In a private apartment in the Fengteng International area of Kuncheng, Gu Ze stared at his phone screen, his chest heaving with anger.
He suddenly threw his phone onto the sofa and yelled, "Jiang Chengyu! Do you still have a heart?
As soon as he left Mu Xiaoji, he started hanging out with women. Do you still have any moral conscience?"
Feng Tao, who was sitting opposite, took a sip of coffee and said slowly, "Gu Ze, stop deceiving yourself.
You know better than anyone whether he has Mu Xiaoji in his heart. As for whether he belongs to you..."
He paused, looking at Gu Ze's red eyes, "You should have understood it long ago."
"I don't understand!" Gu Ze stood up suddenly, with a stubborn look in his eyes, "He obviously doesn't love him anymore,
Why did you serve him soup? If you can't forget me, why did you come back to live with me?
He grabbed the phone, looked at Feng Tao, and said in a commanding tone: "Go put on your coat, he is at Xingteng Restaurant now, I want to find him and take him home!"
Feng Tao looked at his impulsive look and sighed helplessly - "Some people, some things, you can't get what you want just by finding them."
"Just like when Jiang Chengyu casually served soup to Mu Xiaoji, it was clearly a deep concern engraved in his bones. How could he just break it off like that?"
The black commercial vehicle driven by Feng Tao slid smoothly into the parking space in front of Xingteng Restaurant. The sound of the tires rolling over the ground was drowned out by the surrounding noise.
The neon lights outside the car window flickered, making Gu Ze's tense profile appear bright and dark. He was holding the phone with his fingertips, his knuckles turning white, and it was obvious that he had not yet calmed down from his previous anger.
"We're here." Feng Tao turned off the engine. As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Ze opened the door and got out of the car, rushing towards the hotel lobby in a hurry.
The wind lifted a corner of the windbreaker, with an undeniable sense of urgency. Feng Tao shook his head helplessly.
Lock the car and hurry up to catch up - once this guy gets stubborn, even ten oxen can't pull him back.
The lobby was warm and cozy, with crystal lamps reflecting tiny lights. Gu Ze walked straight to the front desk.
Her voice trembled slightly with urgency. "Hello, could you please check which room Mr. Jiang Chengyu is staying in?"
Just as the front desk clerk was about to speak, a somewhat lazy voice came from behind him: "What do you want to see him for?"
Gu Ze's body suddenly stiffened, as if he had been cast under a spell. He was too familiar with this voice, so familiar that it was filled with fear in his bones.
He turned around slowly and saw Teng Zijing leaning against a pillar not far away, holding an unlit cigarette between his fingers.
There was a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the scrutiny in his eyes pierced like a needle.
Gu Ze's arrogance instantly waned, and his previous arrogance disappeared. His voice became timid, with a deliberately docile tone:
"Master Jing... Mr. Jiang promised to come back and spend New Year's Eve with me. I didn't expect him to come directly to the hotel and get drunk. I, I'm here to take him home."
"Go home?" Teng Zijing raised his eyebrows, slowly stood up, and walked a few steps to him.
She looked him down, "Which home are you talking about?"
Gu Ze's scalp tingled when he saw him, and he quickly explained: "Boss Jiang fell from a building at a construction site and was hospitalized for a long time.
When he was discharged from the hospital, he had nowhere to go, so he moved in with me in that apartment, which is also his current place of residence.”
As he spoke, he secretly glanced at Teng Zijing, and when he saw that he didn't respond, he added,
"He drank too much and slept in a hotel with no one to take care of him. It would be better for me to take him home."
Teng Zijing stared at him for a few seconds, then suddenly chuckled, but no emotion could be heard in the laugh.
"He's in room 9086 on the ninth floor." He paused, his tone firm and unyielding.
"But don't bother going up there. He's obviously in a bad mood today. He's already drunk after just a few drinks. Let him get some sleep!"
Gu Ze wanted to argue and opened his mouth, but he was defeated by Teng Zijing's eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, and all the words were stuck in his throat.
Teng Zijing ignored him and turned to walk out. Perhaps because he had drunk quite a bit tonight, his steps were slightly staggering.
The shadow of the black coat was stretched out by the light and soon disappeared into the night at the hotel entrance.