Chapter 351 Yang Wanqing's Emergency Rescue
The rain has stopped and there is a gentle breeze.
Chen Jianghe ran all the way to the girls' dormitory building carrying Jiang Yishu, like a bandit who had come down the mountain to rob a wife.
"I'm sorry." When Chen Jianghe put her down, he apologized seriously, then turned and left.
He knew very well that Jiang Yishu didn't want to have too much contact with him right now. He had carried her all the way here just now, which looked a bit bandit-like and made her a little resistant, but this was the best way to defeat his love rival and at the same time to shorten the distance between them.
When it comes to reconciliation, the most taboo is to be impatient for quick success and instant benefits, so Chen Jianghe has to be careful with every move he makes.
Jiang Yishu stared at his back for a long time, sighed softly, turned around and ran into the dormitory building.
After Chen Jianghe walked out of Sun Yat-sen University, he was not in a hurry to leave the university town. Instead, he called Qin Shaohai.
There is no need to say much to childhood friends. Just call each other, sit in the old place, drink some beer, eat barbecue, and chat to relieve boredom.
"Jiang He, to be honest, I admire you a lot." Qin Shaohai raised his glass and clinked it with Chen Jiang He, saying, "I was chatting with Sister Xiang Xiang before, and Qiu Ya checked my phone and found out that I was involved. I'm still scared when I think about it now. But you're cheating on me and confessed it on me."
Chen Jianghe glanced at him without saying anything, thinking to himself, you were hiding in the closet at Zhao Xiangning's house and yet you were still calm enough to text me for help. Can checking your phone reveal any psychological trauma?
“But then again, confessing voluntarily is much better than media exposure. There are too many people with jealousy these days. The more outstanding you are, the more likely people will want to get you.” Qin Shaohai continued.
What he said was quite true. The reason why chose to confess was not just because, as he had explained to his aunt on the phone before, he bought four tickets for the Olympics and they could either go together or not go at all, it was a choice between the two.
The more important factor is that the Zhao Group is collecting materials and preparing to stab us in the back through the media and public opinion.
Public opinion has always been a double-edged sword. It can help people rise to the top, but it can also lead them to irretrievable ruin. The more successful you are, the more careful and vigilant you should be.
"How are you and Qiuya getting along now?" Chen Jianghe didn't want to say more on this topic, so he took the initiative to ask a question.
"fine."
Qin Shaohai smiled and said, "Since I opened a milk tea shop for her in July, her attitude towards me has improved a lot."
"Are you still in contact with Sister Xiangxiang?" Chen Jianghe asked again.
"No contact."
Qin Shaohai shook his head and emphasized: "I have made up my mind. I will marry Qiuya after graduation."
"cough."
Chen Jianghe choked on his beer and wanted to suggest Qin Shaohai to think carefully, but then he thought that it was a blessing for him to marry Qiuya, so it would be good to get married right after graduation. What's wrong with breaking up and getting back together after marriage?
“Buzz buzz buzz.”
Chen Jianghe's phone on the table vibrated a few times, and there was a text message. He picked it up and took a look. It was from Yang Wanqing: "I'm entertaining at the Hon Hai Hotel tonight. Several leaders are drunk and difficult to deal with. Can you come over and help?"
Chen Jianghe raised his eyebrows. This text message from Sister Qing was obviously an emergency request.
"I'll be there in a minute."
Chen Jianghe didn't think much about it. He stood up and said hello to Qin Shaohai: "I have something urgent to do. I'm leaving first."
"Do you need help?"
Qin Shaohai asked very loyally.
"No need." Chen Jianghe glanced at him, shook his head and left. It was inconvenient for him to drive after drinking, so he ran to the roadside to stop a taxi and rushed to the Hon Hai Hotel.
At this time, in a private room of the Hon Hai Hotel, several middle-aged men with ruddy faces and big bellies were taking turns toasting Yang Wanqing.
Yang Wanqing brought an assistant with her, but unfortunately there were too many people.
Now the assistant has already passed out from drinking, but several leaders are still in high spirits, so I have no choice but to bite the bullet and drink with them.
"Oh, what a coincidence!"
As we were drinking, someone gently pushed the door open, holding a bottle of wine in his left hand and a glass in his right hand. He walked up with a smile on his face and greeted everyone one by one: "Director Zhang, Director Zhao, Director Feng, Director Wang, I didn't expect to meet you all here, nice to meet you."
The person who came in was Chen Jianghe.
These are all big shots in charge of land matters. When Chen Jianghe was running the Xiangjia Real Estate Agency, he inevitably had contact with them.
Several leaders turned to look at the uninvited young man. Some recognized him at a glance, but squinted their eyes and pretended to be drunk, not bothering to say hello.
Yang Wanqing looked at Chen Jianghe intently with a look of gratitude on her face. He came in with some wine and had obviously done his homework before entering.
Chen Jianghe didn't care at all that he was being ignored by the leaders. He still said with a smile, "It's better to meet by chance than to meet by chance. It's such a coincidence tonight. I want to have a drink with a few leaders. I wonder if you can do me the honor?"
As he spoke, he poured wine into the glasses of the leaders one by one, then filled his own glass and drank it first as a show of respect without saying a word.
"Mr. Chen is our entrepreneurial star in eastern Guangdong, so we have to give him this respect."
The leaders saw that he was quite courageous in drinking, so they sat down and had a few rounds of drinks with him.
I thought that Chen Jianghe was so young that he couldn't drink much, and he could only drink half a pound at most. But after a round of fighting, several leaders couldn't stand it anymore and lay on the table one by one, unable to fight anymore, but he didn't fall down yet.
"Sister Qing, help me up."
When leaving the hotel, the wind blew and Chen Jianghe finally felt the alcohol taking over and could not stand.
Yang Wanqing came closer and held him up with her hand . He was a little heavy, but it was acceptable because Chen Jianghe was still conscious.
"Thank you."
Yang Wanqing whispered in his ear that if he didn't come tonight, she would be the one who got drunk. Although the leaders would not do anything excessive, it was inappropriate for a woman to get drunk in a social occasion where mostly men were present.
"No, don't be polite to me."
Chen Jianghe spoke a little unsteadily, but he was very clear-headed: "Don't do what you did last time in the KTV box. Just put your foot on my face when I was drunk."
Yang Wanqing smiled and said, "It's been so long, you still remember, I was actually drunk that day too."
"I have a good memory."
Chen Jianghe's steps were erratic, and his voice was a little breathless: "You were clearly wearing stockings that night, but you took them off when you rubbed them against my face. I seriously suspect that you used my face as a footbath."
"Who still uses a foot basin to wash their feet nowadays?"
Yang Wanqing denied it with a blush on her cheeks.
Women's feet are very private. In ancient times, only husbands could touch them. Although things are much more open nowadays, Yang Wanqing is still relatively traditional. She was really drunk at the time and couldn't remember some details.
"Are you going back to school?" Yang Wanqing changed the subject.
"Yes." Chen Jianghe nodded.
Yang Wanqing glanced at the moon in the sky: "It's so late, the school should be closed."
Thinking of this, Yang Wanqing called a car at the hotel entrance and took Chen Jianghe to her private residence on Tianhe Linhe West Road.
