Fu Yuchen watched Mo Han's expression change slightly. He leaned closer to her and was intimate, but he didn't actually touch her. He lowered his voice and said, "This is my first time here. You can't misunderstand me."

Mo Han's face, which was painted with exquisite makeup, turned cold as she shot him a sideways glance, her charming eyes glowing with wind.

Fu Yuchen laughed. A deep and pleasant voice sounded in Mo Han's ears. Mo Han blushed. She knew that Fu Yuchen was deliberately teasing her. Before she could get angry, her nervousness had eased a lot.

Walking to the "Jade Life Smoke" box, Mo Han felt Fu Yuchen take a deep breath as the waiter knocked on the door. Then, as the door opened, she closed her face with a cynical smile that she had not seen for a long time.

"President Fu, we're here." A skinny man sitting at the door opened his mouth first. The man's face wasn't long, but it was very narrow. His facial features were squeezed to a small size, which was somewhat funny.

On the west seat, a man in his fifties patted his belly as if he had been pregnant for eight months. He laughed and said, "President Fu is late. We must punish him for drinking!"

Fu Yuchen held Mo Han in his arms and walked to the opposite side of the man. He sat down in the east direction before raising his head and smiling as he raised his chin towards the upper echelon. "President Chen, that's not kind. Director Li hasn't come yet. He wants to pour me down first."

There were five or six people sitting on the table, all of them hiding and polite to each other. Fu Yuchen kept lowering his head slightly to play with Mo Han's hand, as if it was some sort of treasure. Only when President Chen deliberately spoke to him did he casually reply. Mo Han let Fu Yuchen shake his hand, his eyes lowered as he looked at the exquisite tableware in front of him, observing the people around him with his afterglow.

Among these five or six people, Fu Yuchen was the youngest, followed by a few men in their 30s and 40s at the entrance. However, although these people were wearing black suits, they were either extremely thin or had beer bellies that were on the table. Looking around, Fu Yu sank into the ground like a pearl falling into the gravel.

Although the few of them were chatting, they inadvertently looked at the door, obviously waiting for the real big shot.

Not long after, a man in his sixties walked in with a young woman in his arms.

The few people in the room stood up, smiling and greeting this' Director Li '. This Director Li brought the woman in his arms and directly went to the upper seat to sit down. The two'masters' behind him also sat at the bottom of Director Li's seat.

The first time Mo Han saw this Director Li, she felt that he looked familiar. After thinking about it carefully, she remembered that this was Li Zhenren, the chairman of Renyue, a well-known veteran media company in China.

Renyue is one of the earliest companies involved in the media entertainment industry in China. It has a professional TV and film production team and has in-depth cooperation with David TV. And in the emerging online market, Renyue did not fall behind. He held a few large-traffic news apps in his hands, and Melon Video, the largest video broadcasting website in China, was the second largest shareholder.

Mo Han thought about the recent work of the MT squad and realized that Fu Yuchen wanted to cooperate with Renyue to publicize their All-Star Game in their major software.

Mo Han was somewhat touched. Fu Yuchen was really working hard for the team. Seeing the person he didn't want to see the most, he started to do the kind of entertainment he didn't like the most in the past.

At the beginning of the meal, everyone on the table knew what the other party was up to, but no one really suggested it. A group of people pretended to be pretty and beautiful, and all sorts of foreign spirits and spirits opened up in a circle.

"Director Li, I wonder what Renyue is thinking about us?" Fu Yuchen first brought up the wine and spoke.

"Hey, little brother, it's been a long time since we last met. The last time we met was when we talked about cooperation with your brother." The wrinkles on Director Li's face made his eyes squeeze into a crack, making it hard to see what he was looking at.

Fu Yuchen replied with a smile. Mo Han, on the other hand, was a little indignant. Little brother, you're old enough to be his father. Do you really think that holding a little one in your arms would reduce your age? However, Mo Han did not show it at all. Instead, she lowered her eyebrows and poured wine for Fu Yuchen, picking up some dishes to prevent him from drinking too much wine on an empty stomach.

"Yes, we are cooperating with Yan Xin in this match." Fu Yuchen raised his hand to toast. The person beside Director Li leaned over and agreed to drink.

"Yan Xin?" Dong Li repeated the name and felt that it sounded familiar. The woman beside Director Li leaned over to his ear and said a few words.

"Oh, so, I have an impression. I have an impression of your competition. When my subordinates reported it, they gave you a good evaluation." Director Li smiled and paused for a moment before adding, "President Xiao Fu."

Mo Han looked at their movements and thought that Fu Yuchen had mentioned it last time. Yan Xin's backstage had played a role. Who would have thought that Yan Xin's backer would be so powerful? Just a single name would have such an effect.

Before Mo Han could think any further, she felt Fu Yuchen stiffen when he heard the words "President Xiao Fu". Then, he recovered and continued to talk back and forth with them.

Mo Han frowned slightly. Thinking back to a few years ago, She's not on the MT yet, At that time, Fu Yu Chen was the general manager of a small company under his own enterprise. At that time, Fu Yuchen was a typical rich second generation. Whether or not he came to the company every day depended on his mood. All affairs were handled by the deputy general agent. At that time, before his father stepped down from the position of chairman, outsiders called his brother President Fu and Fu Yuchen Little President Fu.

Now that Director Li called him this, he didn't know if he was implying that Li Zhenren was mocking Fu Yuchen for his father and brother's sake, or if he was mocking Fu Yuchen for still being an incompetent second generation, or if he had both. Li Zhenren didn't say anything, and no one knew about it. Fu Yu Chen could only pretend that he didn't hear it.

However, since Li Zhenren was relieved, he would have to eat this loss. At the very least, the cooperation had been reached. Although she knew that rationally, Mo Han still loved Fu Yuchen in her heart. Even though she couldn't give him any support now, she could only give him more dishes.

After everyone drank a round and the discussion was over, the people on the table became dazed, and their words and consciousness began to float.

The skinny man sitting at the door who had spoken to Fu Yuchen earlier pointed at the neodymium man beside Director Li and said, "I think Miss Lin is smart and beautiful. She must also be responsible for Renyue."

Director Li smiled and held the neodymium man in his arms.

"Indeed, she is my … secretary." After Dong Li finished speaking, his thick lips directly kissed the neodymium man's face. The neodymium man skillfully smiled and hid in Dong Li's embrace.

Someone said, "I have something to do with the secretary. I'm fine …"

"Hahaha!"

The old man at the table started to laugh tediously. Director Li happily dug the neodymium man out of his arms and insisted on kissing him again.

Fu Yuchen maintained his original smile. At this moment, he did not deepen his smile. However, just because he didn't cause any trouble didn't mean that others would let him go.

Opposite him, President Chen patted his belly and moved his fat face forward. He looked at Fu Yuchen, but his eyes were always on Mo Han.

"President Fu, I wonder if this person beside you is also … a secretary."

As soon as he finished speaking, the men below all laughed maliciously. There were also people who secretly gave President Chen a thumbs up. Director Li also looked over with a pair of hazy eyes.

Mo Han raised her gaze, which had maintained a low profile throughout the banquet, and focused her gaze on Fu Yuchen's chin.

Fu Yuchen put down his wine glass, raised his eyes, and placed his arm behind Mo Han. Although he didn't actually come into contact with Mo Han, it was a real protective gesture.

"She …" Fu Yuchen swept his gaze around and looked at the ugliness of this group of people. He said, "She's my assistant."

President Chen was stunned for a moment, and then he began to laugh, "Wonderful, assistant, President Fu is amazing. Hahaha, drink and drink."

Fu Yuchen raised his glass and followed. However, the corner of his mouth, which was blocked by the cup, no longer had a trace of a smile on his face.

Gradually, on the table, there was no food and wine. A group of people began to drink wine for those who seemed to be sober. Fu Yuchen was drank a lot of wine from all kinds of toasts, and those with female companions were also drinking wine for them.

Only Mo Han, who had not recovered from Fu Yuchen's hand injury, was taking medicine and dodging.

By the time the meal was over, it was almost ten o'clock. Everyone went upstairs again. There were private rooms upstairs for entertainment, billiards, poker, KTV, and so on. There were all rooms in one room.

After arriving in the private room, Fu Yuchen sat down on the sofa and didn't get up again.

Mo Han leaned closer to his ear and asked him in a deafening singing voice, "President Fu, President Fu, how do you feel?"

Fu Yuchen opened his eyes in confusion and carefully saw who she was. He tilted his head and leaned against her shoulder, kowtowing and stumbling as he pulled her hand to his waist.

"Don't leave me. There isn't a good bird among the men here."

Mo Han leaned against the sofa to make herself and him feel more comfortable. She smiled and said, "What about you? Are you a good person?"

"Of course I am. Nothing in the world is better than me." Fu Yuchen rubbed her shoulder.

Mo Han continued to laugh and salvaged the body that he had been slipping on. Raising her eyes, she looked around. Men and women were mixed together, and there were many bold people. She and Fu Yuchen did not appear to be unexpected, nor were they the boldest.

Suddenly, Mo Han met a charming gaze. She narrowed her eyes and saw that it was Miss Lin. She was being held by Director Li and her beautiful face was facing Mo Han. Mo Han did not move and calmly looked at her. However, Miss Lin slowly smiled at her. She smiled like a rose in a vampire castle, beautiful but poisonous.

Miss Lin slowly opened her red lips and said a few words. Mo Han couldn't hear it at all, nor could she guess from the shape of her mouth, so she frowned. Miss Lin repeated. Mo Han looked carefully as if she was "really envious of you".

Mo Han was a little stunned, envious of me? Miss Lin saw that Mo Han understood. Just as she was about to laugh, Director Li suddenly pinched her waist and turned her around.

Fu Yuchen suddenly moved. Mo Han helped him sit upright. Fu Yuchen looked at his surroundings and said hatefully, "When did you get this? Fortunately, I brought you here today. Otherwise, I would have to accept another woman. If I didn't take it, it would make me look like I … Tsk tsk, that's really troublesome."

Mo Han looked around and saw that there were indeed a few unfamiliar women wearing revealing clothes. Mo Han slowly leaned over and leaned on Fu Yuchen's shoulder. Fu Yuchen reached out and held her in his arms.

"It's been hard on you. We can leave in at most an hour."

"Yes."

"However, you must be very happy. Being so intimate with your beloved, hehe."

"…"

The two of them snuggled up in the noisy and complicated city, but they seemed to have created a peaceful corner. Not only were they very close to each other, their hearts were also slowly approaching.

After more than an hour, some people continued to walk higher upstairs, while some people helped each other out of the door.

In this era of peace, there are still many people who use alcohol and language as weapons, causing both losses.

Mo Han helped Fu Yuchen slowly out of the hotel gate. Fu Yuchen didn't drink any more, so he didn't throw up like the others.

When she came out to catch a taxi, Mo Han understood why Fu Yuchen had left the car keys at her house.

Fortunately, Fu Yuchen still had a trace of clarity, supporting himself from beginning to end, not placing all of his weight on Mo Han's body.