Chapter 130 The vulgar rescue(1/2)
It is inevitable to socialize in shopping malls.
When Chinese people talk about things at the wine table.
When the wine is drunk, the matter will be done.
However, this communication method is too painful for Zhou Ya, who has mild social phobia.
In particular, there was a client who asked to see her by name.
She didn't hide her attempts at all.
I always ask about Zhou Ya's situation.
In fact, everyone on the table understood that the other party had known Zhou Ya's various information for a long time.
But some people just like this tone.
The teasing tone.
When the client heard Zhou Ya say that she was divorced and was carrying a child, he immediately sighed.
What did you say? Zhou Ya's ex-husband must be blind. I don't know how to feel sorry for such a good wife.
If he hadn't been married, he would take good care of Zhou Ya no matter what he said.
This kind of words made Zhou Ya disgusted.
She couldn't have an attack in front of her boss.
I was so depressed that I was about to vomit blood.
The next step is even more excessive.
The so-called customer, plus his boss, and others on the table are making excuses.
Everyone started to toast Zhou Ya.
It is so painful for a woman to be targeted by these men with ulterior motives.
drink?
no!
Don't drink it?
Even more not possible!
After four or five consecutive rounds of wine, Zhou Ya felt that she was going to pour it.
Absolutely not to fall!
I have seen all kinds of dirty women in the workplace and forced myself to get up.
It is known as going to the bathroom.
She declined the so-called "escort" of the customer, stumbled and held the wall, and rushed into the bathroom space.
He opened his mouth wide and his middle finger was deeply touching his throat.
"Wow!"
The sour and smelly vomit was vomited out in large pieces.
This method of vomiting is actually very harmful to the body.
But Zhou Ya has no choice.
According to this attitude, my boss just wanted to give her away.
Use her to exchange for group orders from the opposite customer.
"I am a sales manager, not a bitch!" Zhou Ya was so angry that she burst into tears.
Her carry-on bag was with her.
She could leave the winery directly and take a taxi home.
But if you run away today, you will definitely welcome the boss's anger tomorrow.
She can't lose this job.
She also wants to raise children.
I have to give him a good education.
But... he wanted to vomit when he thought of the old man with a lewd smile on his face.
If she continues to drink like this today, she can guarantee that she will wake up from the old man's bed tomorrow.
what to do?
How can I not offend my boss?
Can you get out of this wolf's den?
At this moment, Zhou Ya felt depressed.
The marriage is unhappy and her husband cheats on her, so she divorces decisively.
But how difficult is it for a woman to pull a child?
Only after you experience it yourself will you know it.
It’s not that she doesn’t want to find a man to restart her life.
But, halfway couple, there is more trouble!
By the way!
Suddenly, Wang Hui's face jumped into his mind.
Especially, the scene where Wang Hui appeared in a Porsche in the afternoon.
Very clear
.
right!
Ask Wang Hui for help!
Zhou Ya made a decision almost instantly.
But... it's not good to be reckless like this?
Zhou Ya hesitated again.
After all, I only met Wang Hui twice.
I just asked someone to come and block the gun. Do you have such a big face?
However, after searching through the phone book, I couldn't find a man who could help her.
Sadness surged into Zhou Ya's heart.
Being a person is really a failure.
He actually doesn't even have a friend of the opposite sex who can rely on.
Thinking of the scene that was about to face after returning to the box, Zhou Ya's last hesitation disappeared.
She gritted her teeth and called Wang Hui.
The first sentence to be connected is: "Wang Hui, I'm sorry!"
...
There were laughter and joy in Guan Min's villa.
This is almost the situation every day over the past few days.
Two groups of people, a total of five.
Every day, we chat after supper.
We talked until ninety o'clock, and Wang Hui left.
As for whether Song Qian, Guan Min, Zhang Meng and Wen Ning should continue to chat, Wang Hui is too lazy to care.
His plan is progressing gradually.
Xiao An has more and more information.
The old ghost has been regarded as a god-like figure by Peng Ling.
With thousands of accounts being recorded every day, Peng Ling's account numbers are rapidly expanding.
This is Peng Ling's carefulness and only invested a very small amount of money.
Of course, Wang Hui also used some of his funds to let Lao Gui operate.
In this way, Peng Ling will believe it without doubt.
In the yard, Wang Hui's cell phone rang as soon as he finished talking about the sports car business.
To be continued...