Unlike Li Xingchen's high-end treatment of being fed by Fu Tingshen by himself, Yanzhou's method is much more crude.

If you go down a basin of ice water, you can wake up even if you are drunk and unconscious.

"Who?" The sky in November was already cold, and a stream of ice water splashed on his head and faced with tears in his eyes. Zhang Zexin sat up from the ground, "Which grandson splashed me?"

"Young Master Zhang." Yanzhou walked to Zhang Zexin, his tone shining with a chill.

He was supposed to get off work at this time, but he was delayed by this person now.

After wiping the water droplets on his head, Zhang Zexin sat up from the ground, his fierce gaze softened the moment he touched Yanzhou, and even his voice became a little lower:

"Assistant Yan?"

"It's down." Looking at Zhang Zexin who was slumped on the ground, a trace of irony flashed in Yanzhou's eyes. Zhang Dekang was also a ancestor who had such a son.

When Zhang Zexin saw Yanzhou, he noticed something was wrong. Wasn’t he attending the final banquet of "Shanhe"? What is the situation now? Where is he? How could Yanzhou be here?

Yanzhou is usually following Fu Tingshen, and he is always there. Where is Fu Qiye here?

"Are you wondering why I am here?" As Fu Tingshen's assistant, observing words and expressions is a basic skill. In Yanzhou, even Fu Tingshen's thoughts can be guessed seven or eight, let alone Zhang Zexin's second-generation ancestor who writes everything on his face.

"Is Assistant Yan here because?" Zhang Zexin asked carefully, not daring to be at all presumptuous.

Who doesn’t know that Yanzhou represents the face of Mr. Fu Qi? To a certain extent, what Yanzhou said is equivalent to what Fu Qi said.

When he entered the prosperous era, Zhang Dekang once mentioned Zhang Zexin'er that many people in the prosperous era could not be offended. Fu Tingshen ranks first, and Yanzhou is the second only to Fu Tingshen.

"Of course, it's just for Mr. Zhang," Yanzhou looked around, and after sliding Zhang Zexin to the sofa, he picked up a chair and sat opposite Zhang Zexin. "Young Master Zhang is not lucky. If he woke up earlier, he might still see Mr. Qi."

The profound meaning in this sentence made Zhang Zexin feel cool all over.

His father is just a shareholder with very few shares in Shengshi Group. He usually has no intersection with Fu Tingshen. How could he meet Fu Tingshen?

The cold and wet clothes pressed against her body were reminding Zhang Zexin that this matter was not simple at all. I don’t know if it was because of the clothes or because of the premonition in my heart, Zhang Zexin only felt that he was covered in coldness all over his body.

"I don't know... did I offend Master Qi somewhere?" He swallowed. Even though he was unwilling to think about this possibility, Zhang Zexin had to ask.

As an assistant to the group, Yanzhou has power even above the general manager and never says useless nonsense. If it weren't for Qiye, how could Yanzhou mention him?

It seems that this second-generation ancestor is not too stupid, at least he has reacted now.

"I heard that Young Master Zhang is good at drinking?" Yanzhou raised his chin to the coffee table in front of Zhang Zexin, his tone was slightly sarcastic.

"No...not count!" Why did this topic jump to drinking again? Zhang Zexin vaguely guessed something in his heart, and the clue just flashed through his mind, so fast that Zhang Zexin didn't catch it.

But following Yanzhou's movements, Zhang Zexin's eyes fell on the coffee table in front of him. At this time, Zhang Zexin discovered that the coffee table was filled with wine bottles of all sizes, all of which were high-concentration wines that were famous for their erotic properties.

"Aren't you just drunk?" Yanzhou's tone was filled with a warning, as if he had asked Zhang Zexin to think about it before speaking.

"Yes...yes...yes...yes, it's quite drinkable." What else can Zhang Zexin do? In this case, you have to drink it even if you can't drink it.

At this time, Zhang Zexin's forehead was covered with dense cold sweat, but he didn't dare to raise his hand to wipe it.

"Then please," Yanzhou made a "please" move to the coffee table, "Don't waste Qi Ye's intentions."

"I..." Where can Zhang Zexin drink again at this time?

I just drank a lot with Li Xingchen, and I drank a lot. Now I looked at the bottle in front of me and felt dizzy. However, the word "Seventh Master" was pressing in front of me, so Zhang Zexin had no choice.

I could only tentatively pick up the smallest bottle and put it into my mouth with my hands tremblingly, but I didn't know if it was because of the cold or because I was afraid. After several times of delivery, I couldn't put the bottle mouth to my mouth.

"What? Why is Mr. Zhang dissatisfied with Mr. Qi?" Seeing this, Yanzhou not only did not have any sympathy, but even his tone increased by two points.

Zhang Zexin shook his head repeatedly, raised his other hand to hold the bottle, and at least put the bottle mouth into his mouth. He didn't dare to look at Yanzhou's expression, so he raised his head and poured it into his mouth.

Yanzhou did not call for a stop, and Zhang Zexin did not dare to put it down. After drinking a bottle for a long time, he looked at Yanzhou carefully, then took another bottle and continued.

"vomit--"

Before the second bottle was bottomed out, Zhang Zexin couldn't drink it anymore. He put down the wine bottle and spit it all over the floor with the coffee table. The sour smell spread to the whole room in an instant.

"Tsk," Yanzhou retreated back as he heard Zhang Zexin almost spitting out bile, "I want to know why he offended Master Qi?"

After vomiting, Zhang Zexin was able to think twice, and there was a trace of guess in his mind, but he still shook his head:

"What... did I do wrong?"

"You shouldn't covet Qi Master's people, do you understand?" I originally planned to let Zhang Zexin drink all the wine on the table, but the sour and refreshing smell in the room made Yanzhou decide to end as soon as possible. "Qi Master told me that if you can't control some things, don't ask for them."

Although I don’t know what the relationship between Li Xingchen and Qiye is, Yanzhou is sure that this relationship must be extraordinary. At least Yanzhou has never seen Fu Tingshen’s gentle appearance today.

It is not an exaggeration to say that this person is bold.

If Zhang Zexin was shocked by the words of Yanzhou, then the subsequent sentence "Don't want it" would make Zhang Zexin feel cold.

At the same time, Zhang Zexin also understood that the problem was indeed on Li Xingchen. Thinking of this, Zhang Zexin hurriedly took two steps forward, but because of the effect of alcohol, the soles of his feet fell directly at Yanzhou's feet.

"I...I...I...I don't know that he is from Master Qi," Zhang Zexin felt that he would directly hold Yanzhou's trousers. "If I knew, I wouldn't dare me if I gave me ten courage!"

Zhang Zexin is telling the truth. If he had known that Li Xingchen and Fu Tingshen had something to do, he would not dare to even take a look at him.

"You really don't dare," Yanzhou retreated backwards in disgust, with a slight sarcastic tone, "Because you have done it."

Zhang Zexin is not unaware of what kind of virtues in Yanzhou. Among the young masters, this is a little bit smart. At least he knows the reason why rabbits don’t eat grass by their nests. He is afraid that Qi Ye will blame him. On weekdays, even ordinary employees in Shengshi Group dare not move, and only dare to act arrogantly outside.

But unfortunately, the kick mentioned the iron plate, which was the hardest one.

"I... haven't I done anything yet?" Zhang Zexin climbed forward and grabbed Yanzhou's trouser legs again. He even choked up in panic, "Tell me about it to Master Qi, I really know I'm wrong!"

If time could go back, Zhang Zexin wished he hadn't attended this finale, then nothing would have happened.

"You haven't done anything yet? Then what else do you want to do?" Yanzhou sneered. Just in the situation just now, Li Xingchen was obviously drunk, but he still did nothing?

"I..." Zhang Zexin also thought of it. He drank a lot of Li Xingchen. He said it too much and was wrong. He immediately understood something and was frightened, "I drink! I drink all!"

As he said that, he stumbled towards the coffee table. Even if he drank it until the end of his stomach was perforated, it would be better than being cut.

"No need," Drinking? Then he still has to accompany him? Yanzhou retorted softly, then looked at a corner of the room and shouted softly, "Xiao Lin."

Following Yanzhou's sight, Zhang Zexin discovered that there was a person standing in the corner of the room at some point, silently but creepy.

At this time, Zhang Zexin suddenly thought of a rumor about the Fu family. It is said that Fu Qiye has been following several bodyguards. While protecting Fu Tingshen, they will also solve some "troubles" for Fu Tingshen.

But they don’t take action easily, and they will take human life if they take action.

At this time, Yanzhou called him out because, without even saying anything.

"No...I..."

Zhang Zexin shook his head repeatedly, trying to refute something, and then he felt a cold light flashing in front of him. Then he felt a cold lower body, and then a pain that penetrated deep into his bone marrow.

Zhang Zexin immediately turned his eyes, and didn't even bother to take a look, and fainted.

"Tsk," Yanzhou glanced at the dagger that trembled slightly between Zhang Zexin's legs, "You have stepped back."

“Huh?”

Xiao Lin also saw the result and spoke in surprise. He stared at the dagger that was tightly pressed against Zhang Zexin's organ, and a faint sarcasm passed through his eyes. Is this person so small?

I saw the dagger just inserted between Zhang Zexin's legs, and his pants were cut by the blade of the dagger, not too far from the key part. There was a trace of blood on the blade, but that was because the dagger cut through Zhang Zexin's thigh and left scars.

"Just make up for one blow." After sighing, Xiao Lin took a step forward and prepared to give Zhang Zexin another blow, but was stopped by Yanzhou.

"Okay," Yanzhou glanced at Zhang Zexin, who was already unconscious, and found that a yellow liquid had gathered in Zhang Zexin's lower body. He looked away with disgust, "Do you really think Qi Ye wants his things? That's it."

"It's okay..." Xiao Lin thought for a while. The man was emptied by alcohol and sex. Today, he was scared. It's still a little bit to say whether he can use it in the future. He doesn't want to touch this ugly thing, and I think Qi Ye doesn't want to see it.

After walking out of the room, Yanzhou thought about it and decided to express his kindness to inform Zhang Dekang to come and take the people, and by the way, he told him that the Qi Master would meet him tomorrow.

Of course, Yanzhou will not admit it, and the key is to notify the news.

Li Xingchen was unaware of the bloody storm on Zhang Zexin. At this time, he was lying on Fu Tingshen's big bed, feeling the breath of Fu Tingshen and sleeping soundly.

"It's done very well." Early the next morning, Fu Tingshen received a call from Yanzhou to report to him and was very satisfied with the results of Yanzhou's handling.

"Director Zhang has been notified to arrive at the company at 11 o'clock in the morning." After Fu Tingshen's affirmation, Yanzhou was a little relieved. He was still afraid that Fu Tingshen would be dissatisfied, so he had to catch the person and cut him down.

"Okay," Fu Tingshen responded, saying that he knew. At this time, he happened to hear Li Xingchen's voice coming from outside the door, and immediately ended the call, "I'll talk about other things when I come to the company."

On the other hand, Yan Zhou, who was hung up the phone, looked at his phone in confusion. If he heard it correctly, someone just called "Little Uncle"?

Did Young Master Yichen live with Master Qi yesterday? But why doesn’t it feel like it when you hear the sound?

As soon as Fu Tingshen went out, he felt the impact from Li Xingchen:

"What are you wearing?"

Li Xingchen was wearing Fu Tingshen's shirt.

Li Xingchen, who is 1.8 meters tall, is not short, but Fu Tingshen is a head taller than him, not to mention that Fu Tingshen's body is bigger, and his shirt becomes much bigger when worn by Li Xingchen, like a child stealing adult clothes, which is cute and funny.

But the premise of all this is that Li Xingchen wore pants!

The slightly larger shirt barely covered the key parts of Li Xingchen, revealing her slender and white legs. Her appearance was even more attractive than in some small movies.

"Is it my fault for touching your wardrobe?" Li Xingchen pulled the hem of his shirt, his face full of innocence.

It is impossible to admit that he did it on purpose, and it is impossible in this life, but the man's reaction made Li Xingchen very satisfied.

I made you neglect me last night, and you deserve it today!

"I'm asking why you don't wear pants?" After pulling the thin blanket aside and wrapping Li Xingchen tightly, Fu Tingshen breathed a sigh of relief.

I should be glad that he hadn't changed into a wide home pants when he woke up in the morning, so he wouldn't show his ugly appearance now.
To be continued...