Capital City
Song Shijing stepped out of the car, his long legs moving towards the restaurant in front of him, "Is she drunk?"
Following by his side, Chen Bing answered, "She drank a bottle of brandy, nearly there."
Song Shijing glanced at Chen Bing, a faint drunkenness in his own eyes, "You've had a tough time."
"President Song, give me more work-related tasks in the future."
Song Shijing's thin lips curved slightly, "Is drinking with her that difficult for you?"
"A bit." After half a bottle, Qiao Leling kept calling him 'Chen dog' non-stop, making him want to hit someone.
Song Shijing was also helpless. If it weren't for the fact that one couldn't get a word out of Qiao Leling's mouth when she was sober, he wouldn't have made Chen Bing drink with her.
The two arrived at the door of a private room.
Song Shijing pushed the door open and entered, with Chen Bing standing outside.
