Mrs. Bo always runs away with her son

"Ginger, come drink!"

In the bar, Smith's gracious pouring of Jiang Cong's wine was beyond words.

In front of his friends, the hospitality is hard to turn down, so Jiang Cong had no choice but to take the wine glass with a smile on his face, forcefully poured it into his mouth, and quietly peeked at Smith with sideways eyes. The other party had drunk a lot. Yes, not even a little drunk!

Jiang Cong suddenly felt a little tricky.

He boasted that he could drink well, but now he realized that the guy sitting next to him was obviously much better at drinking than himself.

"Go ahead and drink!"

Seeing Smith's high spirits, Jiang Cong secretly worried. If he was really drunk by him today, his chastity might be lost... So he excused himself to go to the bathroom, and when he was passing the corridor, he quickly picked up the water from the waiter's tray. A bottle of wine was taken away.

In the bathroom, Jiang Cong poured the powder he had prepared into the wine bottle, and muttered bitterly: "Let you drink, let you drink..."

Shaking the powder well, Jiang Cong raised the corners of his mouth, hid the wine bottle behind him, opened the door and walked quickly.

The moment he walked into the hall, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly noticed a familiar figure in a certain corner, that person was drinking alone, one cup after another, in a hurry.

Jiang Cong's hand holding the wine bottle was tight, but he quickly looked away, walked to the booth with a smile, and began to pour wine for everyone.

"Come on, I got a new bottle of wine, it tastes good, everyone try it!"

After pushing the cups and changing the cups, several people fell down on the table.

"What's wrong with them?" Smith looked at Jiang Cong suspiciously.

Jiang Cong hurriedly put on a smiling face: "Perhaps... the wine is too strong, he must be drunk!"

Without doubting him, Smith nodded, put his arm on Jiang Cong's shoulder, and said with sticky eyes, "Jiang, let's... go back! But, I... I seem to be a little drunk, I need... ...I need you to send me..."

"Okay, I'll see you off!" Jiang Cong helped him up with a charming smile, counting silently in his heart.

one two Three……

Before counting to five, Jiang Cong only felt his shoulders sink, and Smith had already fallen down.

The smile collapsed in an instant, Jiang Cong rolled his eyes at the drunk and unconscious Smith, then let go, pushed him back on the chair, and sneered in his heart: Send you home?To hell!
Looking around, he saw that everyone was fast asleep, and he was afraid that he would not be able to wake up for a while, so he walked quickly to another corner.

"Boss!"

Hearing Jiang Cong's voice suddenly, Bao Siheng thought he was hallucinating. He opened his drunken red eyes with difficulty, glanced sideways and saw a familiar face.

"Jiang Cong..."

Looking at Bao Siheng who was already drunk, Jiang Cong frowned slightly, quickly glanced at Smith, then directly grabbed Bao Siheng's hand, pulled him up, and said in a low voice: "Boss, come with me!" Walk!"

Before Bao Siheng could react, Jiang Cong forcefully took him out of the bar.

"What are you doing?" Bao Siheng shook off Jiang Cong's hand impatiently, "Let me go!"

Jiang Cong was stunned for a moment. The two came here because they depended on each other for life. This was the first time that Bao Siheng had made such a big fuss at him.

Bao Siheng turned around and walked into the bar again. Jiang Cong, who had reacted, immediately stepped forward and grabbed his arm again: "Boss, boss! You are already drunk, you can't drink any more!"

"none of your business!"

Seeing that the stubborn Bo Siheng couldn't persuade him, Jiang Cong could only use brute force to imprison him in a corner, and asked in a low voice, "Boss, what happened? Can't you tell me?"

Ever since he saw Bo Siheng getting drunk at the bar alone, Jiang Cong knew that something had happened, but the other party had to be willing to talk about what happened. He could only coax the drunk Bo Siheng like a child. Si Heng.

"Boss, why haven't we seen each other for a few days? Shouldn't we report the new progress to each other?"

Jiang Cong laughed along, expecting Bao Siheng to have a normal exchange with him, but he saw Bao Siheng suddenly collapsed limply and sat on the ground with a slumped face.

"Boss, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Cong was startled, and immediately bent down to wrap his arms around his waist, trying to pull Bo Siheng up. In this place where people come and go, it is almost like there is no image. As a subordinate, Jiang Cong is supposed to be Bo Siheng. face considerations.

Bao Siheng obviously didn't care about his own image, he was still stubbornly sitting there, staring blankly at the floor tiles, then suddenly lowered his head and covered his forehead with his hands.

This is his signature move, and he only does it every time he gets stuck!
Jiang Cong finally realized the seriousness of the matter. He didn't care about anything else, so he sat down on the ground, stared fixedly at Bao Siheng, and asked anxiously, "What happened? Boss, can you tell me?" Ah, this is not the capital, there is no one else except us two!"

"She can't remember me again..."

Finally, Jiang Cong heard a hoarse sentence from Bao Siheng's mouth.

"I don't remember..." Jiang Cong reacted immediately, his eyes widened: "You mean...Miss Fang doesn't remember you anymore?"

No wonder!
No wonder the last time we met, finding Miss Fang was obviously a very happy thing, but the boss seemed to be preoccupied!
Suddenly remembering that Fang Jianning had lost her memory before, but in the end it was found out that someone secretly performed brain modification surgery on her, Jiang Cong's face turned cold, and he said through gritted teeth: "Damn An Ting, you dare to do such a thing to Miss Fang?" !"

Seeing that Bo Siheng was in extreme pain, Jiang Cong collected himself, held his shoulders, and whispered, "Boss, don't worry, I'll contact the brain specialist right now!"

"...It's useless..." Bo Siheng shook his head in despair: "I've already asked, and the other party said that this kind of technology is immature, and it's impossible for ordinary people to bear the second recovery..."

"Then..." Although Jiang Cong's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, his mind was still spinning fast, "Then what if Miss Fang can bear it? Have you forgotten that she is not ordinary at all?" man, isn't it?"

These words seemed to give Bao Siheng hope, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Jiang Cong in surprise.

Jiang Cong thought for a while, then smiled again, and continued: "Also, boss, in fact, you don't have to be depressed at all. Miss Fang has forgotten you, has she also forgotten others? The relationship between you and her The foundation is gone, so is the relationship between others and her, isn't it?"

As he said that, Jiang Cong turned his head back on purpose, looked at Bao Siheng with admiring eyes, and continued: "Let's just say, our boss is such a handsome talent, and he once again won the one he once loved so much." Isn't it easy to get on your woman?"

Under Jiang Cong's persuasion with all his strength, Bao Siheng's eyes gradually lit up...