Chapter 844 Yaya Feels Guilty

After a while, Jiangsu parked the car, returned to the hotel, and saw the manager waiting for him.

The two went upstairs together. "Xiao Su, I heard from my colleagues that you have a car, is it true?"

Jiangsu raised his eyes slightly, he was stunned for two seconds, and then a fake smile appeared on his face, "Manager, did a colleague see the car sale information I posted on the second-hand car website?

I do have a car, it's not that the oil price is too expensive and I can't afford it, I can't drive it, and the monthly payment is several thousand, I can't afford it, I'm ready to sell it. If I don't sell it, I can't pay the rent, and I will live on the street soon."

Difficult life?

Mr. Qian also smiled and asked: "Then give you a salary increase next month?"

Jiangsu waved his hand and refused, "Mr. Qian has been good to me, I am flattered, everyone should follow the rules, otherwise, it will not be accepted. Mr. Qian is such a leader, usually in everyone's mind is a representative of fairness and justice, suddenly give me a salary increase, everyone will think Mr. Qian is partial. I remember all the good things Mr. Qian has done to me."

After saying this, Mr. Qian straightened up immediately, and his vanity was satisfied.

When we got to the private room, it was filled with smoke. Some people were smoking, some were joking and some were opening bottles of wine.

When Mr. Qian entered, everyone greeted him enthusiastically, "Mr. Qian, did you bring a little follower with you today?"

Mr. Qian waved his hand, "This is a kid from my company. I brought him out to meet everyone."

Jiangsu sat down, and soon a cigarette was handed to him.

Jiangsu took a look, said nothing, and took it.

He came here to pour wine. If he didn't take the cigarette when the leader handed him a cigarette, it would be a bit too crazy.

After taking it, Jiangsu put it down.

When someone was about to give him a lighter, Jiangsu immediately stood up with a bottle of wine, "You must be Mr. Meng, our manager just told me that the first glass of wine must be filled with you."

Jiangsu immediately poured wine for the man sitting in the main seat.

"Well, not bad! Mr. Qian, you brought this young man, he is very lively." The man in the first seat said.

Mr. Qian also had a bright look on his face, "If he wasn't good enough, I wouldn't have brought him here."

"Look at Mr. Qian's pride, it seems that he wants to train your subordinate as a son-in-law?"

Mr. Qian laughed, "My daughter is just about the same age as Xiao Su."

Jiangsu: "..."

Jiangsu poured wine all around, and he sat in his seat, "Leaders, please don't promote me, I'm just a small person, how dare I get close to Mr. Qian. I will just earn money and save money honestly, and I will be satisfied when I marry my girlfriend to my home in the future."

The smile on Mr. Qian's face gradually disappeared.

"Oh, you have a girlfriend?"

Jiangsu nodded, "We've been dating for a long time, she's also in school now, and the relationship is very stable."

After saying that, Jiangsu directly felt the displeasure of the people around him.

Jiangsu poured him another glass of wine, "I'm lucky, I met a good manager at work, and he has been promoting me. If I didn't have to drive, I would like to toast Mr. Qian tonight to thank him for his recognition."

Mr. Qian smiled.

The hotel atmosphere continued.

Around nine o'clock, when the social gathering ended and they were leaving, Mr. Qian suggested going to the entertainment club. Everyone was very enthusiastic and wanted to go.

Only Jiangsu didn't drink, so he wanted to drive there. "Mr. Qian, you guys drank a lot tonight. You see, Mr. Meng can't stand up because he's drunk. He must stay in a hotel. But tonight is Mr. Meng's home game. You suggested singing. If Mr. Meng doesn't go, will he steal his limelight? When he sobers up, Mr. Meng will blame you."

Mr. Qian looked at the man who was so drunk that his face was red and he couldn't stand steadily. He felt that what Jiangsu said made sense. "Let's do it another day. Mr. Meng's wine today is too good. I'm drunk now. People look like phantoms. Mr. Meng is treating us today. I'll treat everyone to sing another day."

Everyone dispersed, and Jiangsu sent Mr. Qian home.

When they arrived at the townhouse where the Qian family lived, he drove to the door and knocked.

"Who is it?"

After a while, a woman in her twenties came out of the house.

Seeing Jiangsu, the woman was surprised, "You, who are you?"

Jiangsu asked, "Is this the Qian family?"

The woman nodded, Jiangsu opened the back door and saw the drunk and sleeping Qian, "Do you know him?"

"My dad."

Jiangsu knew he had found the right place, so he said, "Open the door, give me a hand."

She quickly opened the door and watched Jiangsu drag her father to take her in, "Where's your mother?"

"She went out to play cards."

Jiangsu asked again, "Where's your servant? Come out to help."

The woman shook her head, "There's no servant in my family."

Jiangsu said, "Sorry."

He and Qian's daughter helped Qian into the living room.

He saw that there seemed to be no elevator in the house, and it was not convenient for him to go upstairs as a guest. So he put Qian on the sofa, took out the car keys and handed them to the girl. "I've left Qian's car at the door. Take good care of Qian, I'm leaving first."

"Well, I don't know your name yet, how can I tell my dad tomorrow who sent him back."

Jiangsu: "It's okay, your dad knows me."

After that, Jiangsu left without leaving a name.

He walked out, took a taxi on the way, and headed towards where he lived.

Ning'er was watching the drama at home comfortably. In a blink of an eye, it was almost ten o'clock. She suddenly realized that she had not learned anything. What if Brother Xiao Su checked her at the party?

She quickly closed the computer interface and immediately opened the document to study on the phone.

Three minutes later, Jiangsu called.

Ning'er looked at her phone and suddenly felt that it was hot to her hands. Brother Xiao Su is here to check~

She pursed her lips, picked up the phone and answered the call, stammering: "Hello, cough, hey, brother Xiao Su?"

Jiangsu said in a carefree tone, "Hey, hey, hey, what have you done? Are you so guilty?"

Ning'er: "No, no."

After speaking, she found herself stuttering again.

Jiangsu was quiet for a few seconds, "Have you stopped learning to follow dramas?"

Ning'er bit her lower lip, "Brother Xiao Su, I'm studying."

"No drama watching."

Ning'er stuck out her tongue, not daring to answer.

Jiangsu has already guessed it. "Yaya, I will pick you up this week and start packing your luggage."

As soon as she heard that she was coming to pick her up, Ning'er's face immediately wrinkled, "Brother Xiao Su, I still have to take care of my mother."

"Then I'll take your mother over."

Ning'er bit her tongue and whispered, "Then my father doesn't agree~"

When he arrived at the place where he stayed, Jiangsu paid and entered the elevator. "I'm in the elevator now. I'll go back in a while. You can turn on the computer and connect with me."

"Oh, I'm just sitting in front of the computer."

After hanging up the phone, Ning'er quickly deleted all the drama-watching records on her computer and cleared the history. She took a long breath and said, "Finally done."

She felt that she was safe anyway, because there was no history record and she couldn't find anything.