What kind of experience is it to help your wife cheat?

Chapter 24 Someone Is Always Waiting For You To Come Home
Although Song Song had drunk so much alcohol without any interruption before, he could barely stay awake. However, as he vomited violently again and again, he felt that his stomach was almost empty. At the same time, his mind was spinning, and his whole body seemed to be floating. It's like flying.Mr. Zhao was almost vomited by the unpleasant smell of wine. He covered his nose and waved to the waiter hiding at the door. Someone immediately came over to help Song Song back to his position from under the table, carrying He walked away from the plastic bucket full of vomit, cleaned up the mess on the ground, and turned on the ventilation function of the air conditioner.

"As for risking your life? Is it worth it?" Mr. Zhao muttered to himself.

Song Song was lying on the table, and after hearing Mr. Zhao's voice, he raised his head in a daze, grinned foolishly and smiled: "Mr. Zhao, I am a child from the countryside. I can't fight my father, so I can only do my best! "

Mr. Zhao was stunned, his throat was choked by the smoke all of a sudden, he coughed violently, his eye circles were red from coughing.

This guy is really interesting.

Suddenly, Song Song seemed to wake up a little bit, and grabbed Mr. Zhao's hand: "Mr. Zhao, thank you for giving us a chance today. Let me report our plan to you now!"

Mr. Zhao wanted to withdraw his hand, but found that Song Song was holding it tightly, he shook his head helplessly, raised his other hand and patted Song Song's shoulder: "It's too late today, you can report tomorrow. "

Only then did Song Song let go of Mr. Zhao's hand. His face was flushed with drunkenness, he smiled innocently and raised a finger and said, "Mr. Promise me!"

Mr. Zhao said: "Just tell me."

Song Song waved his hands and grinned, "Leave me a place in your project department. I will report to you every day starting tomorrow."

Mr. Zhao smiled and said: "Xiao Song, you drank too much. Can you still go back by yourself?"

"Of course not...no problem." Song Song struggled to stand up, but felt that his legs had no strength at all, and he couldn't support his body at all, and almost fell down again.

At this time, Lao Hu staggered back: "Mr. Zhao, I sent Mr. Wang and the others away." At this time, he saw Song Song who was still struggling to stand up, and he frowned: " Mr. Zhao, what should I do with this kid?"

Mr. Zhao frowned and thought, for a moment he didn't know what to do.

Want to find a hotel for him to arrange?He was afraid that if no one was watching him at night, he would be in trouble if something happened.

Why don't you contact Mr. Liu over there?Doing so may have a very bad impact on his future work.

Take him home?Mr. Zhao was taken aback by his own thought. He shook his head, feeling that it was inappropriate.

At this time, the private room was very quiet, so quiet that only the "whirring" sound of the central air conditioner could be heard.

Suddenly, the "buzzing" sound of the mobile phone vibrating sounded, Mr. Zhao searched for the sound, and found the vibrating mobile phone in Song Song's coat pocket.

The word "wife" was noted on the caller ID, Mr. Zhao smiled slightly, and the problem that troubled him was solved at once.

The caller was Ding Rui, her voice was very anxious. Eight calls had not been answered before.

Mr. Zhao claimed to be Song Song's colleague, and rejected Ding Rui's proposal to pick up Song Song by car. He decided to send Song Song off in person.

Putting down the phone, Mr. Zhao smiled and said to Song Song, who had no response: "How wonderful! There is always someone waiting for you to come home!"

Lao Hu and Mr. Zhao supported Song Song to leave the restaurant, and sent Song Song to the back row of Mr. Zhao's car. Mr. Zhao got a replacement driver and sat in the co-pilot.

According to the address provided by Ding Rui, Mr. Zhao's car set off from Wucai City, which looked extremely desolate at night, bypassed the outer ring with few vehicles, entered the urban-rural integration area, and finally arrived at the bustling demolition and resettlement residential area.

Ding Rui had already been waiting by the side of the road. She stomped her feet in the cold, and every breath she exhaled slowly drifted away, melting into the steaming smoke of the barbecue stall not far away.

After calling to confirm his identity, President Zhao got out of the car and opened the door, and together with Ding Rui dragged Song Song out of the car.

"Thank you! Thank you very much!" Ding Rui's eyes were red, and she looked like she had cried. Her appearance was very haggard, but she still tried her best to smile at Mr. Zhao.

Mr. Zhao raised his hand to wipe the sweat, looked at Song Song who had no reaction to anything outside, smiled and shook his head: "Brother and sister, you have to take good care of this kid, he is too desperate when he drinks. "

Ding Rui's tears fell one by one. She turned her head to look at Song Song who was leaning heavily on her shoulder in distress, and said with a sob: "He used to drink too much for work, and he was sick from drinking. In the past two years, he Never drank like that before. For some reason, he started doing it again."

Mr. Zhao glanced at Song Song again, shook his head helplessly and said, "Brother and sister, please take him back quickly. It's too cold outside. Don't get sick from the cold."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Zhao went back into the car, reported the address to the driver, and then leaned on the seat, but looked at Ding Rui and Song Song outside the car window.

Ding Rui's small body unexpectedly exploded with unimaginable power at this moment.Carrying Song Song's arm, she staggered through the food stalls at the entrance of the community, and finally gradually disappeared from Mr. Zhao's sight.

The surrogate driver seemed a bit displeased: "Boss, if you want to help, I can find a place to stop and wait for you."

Mr. Zhao waved his hand and said: "No need, this is enough, no more, it will not be appropriate."

The substitute driver was in a fog, and he frowned, didn't say anything more, gradually speeded up, and disappeared into the night mixed with dim lights.

This night, Song Song tossed Ding Rui so much that he vomited twice in the middle of the night, and finally drank some hot sugar water, but he vomited again after a while.

Ding Rui took care of Song Song while wiping her tears. It was not until she heard Song Song's even snoring that she breathed a sigh of relief and really felt relieved.

They picked up the car this morning. It was supposed to be a happy day, it was supposed to be worthy of a celebration, but it ended up like this.

Is the real society really cruel, or are small people supposed to be so humble in this world?

Ding Rui covered Song Song with a tight quilt, gently stroked Song Song's face, and said in a low voice: "My husband, our future will not be like this, will it?"

When Song Song was awakened by the alarm in a daze, it was just before dawn, which was the time when he left home to go to work every day.

He was sore all over, and wanted to get up from the bed, but suddenly remembered that he had been specially approved by Tubie to stay at Jinxiao Liquor, so he didn't need to rush to the company to check in.

The dry burning throat, the sore body, and the acupuncture-like temples are all the body's protest against drunkenness.

Ding Rui opened his eyes in a daze, and pulled Song Song's arm: "Why did you get up so early, lie down for a while?"

Song Song said hoarsely: "I'm thirsty."

Ding Rui got up from the warm blanket, got into the cold living room, and came back with a bowl of steaming sugar water after a while.

After a bowl of sugar water entered his stomach, Song Song felt the warmth spread from his stomach to his whole body, which made him feel much more comfortable.

"How did I come back last night?" Song Song asked.

Ding Rui said: "Your colleague sent you back."

"Colleague?" Song Song was stunned when he heard the words: "What does that person look like?"

Ding Rui frowned and recalled, gave a general description of Mr. Zhao's appearance, and told Song Song that the colleague drove a black Audi A6L.

Song Song immediately realized who sent him back, and couldn't help exclaiming: "Damn!"

(End of this chapter)