Sweet wife and secret love: Mr. President, don't spoil me

Chapter 620 Drunk

Li Zhanqing vaguely understood what Guan Mingxin meant.

"Since you want to help, let's help." He mused, thinking about the most suitable starting point for this matter.The best thing is to be able to remind old Mr. Matt, and to isolate this matter from them as much as possible, so as not to get dirty.

Guan Mingxin couldn't help but smiled when he heard the words, his eyebrows and eyes curved: "Well, this can be regarded as doing good deeds, if we do more good deeds, maybe the time for miracles in this life will be longer?"

Li Zhanqing was funny and rubbed her hair.

Because the two had been planning for a while, when Li Zhanqing received a call from Mr. Smith at night, he didn't hang up the phone.

Mr. Smith seems to have drunk too much, drunk: "Mr. Li, come out for a drink? Hiccup—the wine here tastes really good."

If someone else made this kind of call, Li Zhanqing would definitely hang up without responding a word.But it happened to be Mr. Smith, or at this juncture.

Li Zhanqing thought of what he had promised Guan Mingxin before, and had the best idea.It is naturally inappropriate to directly talk to old Mr. Matt about his ex-wife, but it is most appropriate to start from Mr. Smith.

After all, Mr. Smith was the son of that ex-wife.

However, the relationship between Mr. Smith and his deceased mother is also crucial to the mother's attitude now.These things have to be explored carefully while chatting.

Now that he thought so, Li Zhanqing also nodded: "Okay, the address."

"Mr. Li, this wine tastes really good. You must... huh?" Smith, who was still babbling, reacted a few beats later, until he realized what Li Zhanqing meant, and he was surprised: "Li So, what do you mean, you want to come over?"

Li Zhanqing frowned, not in a good mood: "Didn't you just call me to let me go?"

Mr. Smith smirked: "Hehe, didn't I never expect you to come?"

Naturally, he wanted Li Zhanqing to come over, otherwise he wouldn't have called and chatted.But he also knew Li Zhanqing's character, so he had no hope that the other party would really come over.

Now that the other party is really coming over, he feels that he is flattered now.

"Address." Li Zhanqing said impatiently, "Hurry up, or forget it."

At night, he doesn't accompany his daughter, doesn't sleep with his wife, and runs out to drink with others, which is really mentally handicapped.So, don't blame him for his bad temper.

Of course, Mr. Smith wouldn't blame him for his bad temper. If he could really drink with him, Smith already felt that his head was blown. Well, when he went out today, he must have stepped on dog shit, otherwise, where did he get lucky.

Therefore, he hastily responded and sent his address here.

After receiving the address, Li Zhanqing told Guan Mingxin about finding Mr. Smith.

"Drinking at night?" Guan Mingxin frowned, not very happy.

Going out in the middle of the night was already worrying, so I went to the bar to drink with Smith.You know, Mr. Smith loves to play and knows how to play. If you are in a bar with him, who knows what will happen.

Li Zhanqing smiled: "Don't worry, he doesn't dare to trouble me."

For so long, Mr. Smith has never once dared to greet Li Zhanqing with his outlandish tricks. In fact, when Li Zhanqing was around, he was more obedient and docile than a puppy.

Guan Mingxin thought about it, and it was true.

Seeing that she was still a little unhappy, Li Zhanqing told her about his plan.

"That's fine." Seeing that this was a serious matter, Guan Mingxin nodded reluctantly.

After all, it was because of her that Li Zhanqing got involved in this matter.If Mr. Smith is suspicious and then disclosed to Mr. Matt, naturally, they will not suffer from Mr. Matt's suspicion afterwards.

Li Zhanqing kissed her before driving to the appointment alone.

The bar Mr. Smith mentioned is in this most lively city that never sleeps.This city that never sleeps is just as it seems on the surface. It stays awake all night. Young people around here like to come here to play, vent their excess energy, and release the pressure accumulated during the day.

At the door of the bar, Li Zhanqing raised his eyebrows.The bar that Mr. Smith chose this time is not in line with his style. With Mr. Smith's personality, he should go wherever the loudest and most fun is.

But today, it's just a piece of music.The decoration inside is quite bourgeois, the environment is spacious, and there are not many people. There is a huge piano on the central stage of the bar, and a young man is shaking his body to the beat.

The bar was very quiet, and the guests in the booth were drinking wine and chatting in low voices.As soon as Li Zhanqing walked in, the waiter greeted him and led him to the booth by the window.

Here, Mr. Smith is half sprawled on the table.

This is very good, there is a certain distance from other guests, which ensures a certain degree of privacy and is more quiet.

"President Li!" Hearing the sound of footsteps, Mr. Smith looked up in a daze.Seeing someone coming, he was half sober in an instant and was about to stand up staggeringly.

Li Zhanqing: "..."

He sat down on the opposite side and waved his hands: "Okay, sit down, don't break things and have to accompany me."

Looking at the pile of wine bottles on the table, he finally understood why this guy was so drunk that he couldn't even stand upright.

"Hey..." Mr. Smith smirked, he couldn't read clearly, but he could still understand Li Zhanqing's words.He obediently sat down for the first time, his head dangling from side to side, he didn't say anything, he just smiled there.

Looking at her like this, Li Zhanqing felt deeply regretful.He came to find someone originally to test it out, and then borrow him to say something.

But looking at Mr. Smith's appearance now, how can he talk about it?

He rubbed his forehead: "How much did you drink?

"No, not much, just a little, just a little." Mr. Smith was cheerful, and he didn't know what he was happy for, gesticulating how "a little" he drank.

Li Zhanqing would believe that it was really strange just after drinking a little, so he said helplessly, "You are drunk."

Mr. Smith stared, "I'm not drunk!"

Li Zhanqing: "All drunks say they are not drunk."

"I'm not a drunk!" Mr. Smith protested, his face flushed. "I'm just happy. I've had a little drink and I'm not drunk! I'm happy, happy, happy!"