President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

Qin Su felt that this man was really unbearable Liu Adou.

How can I be addicted to being a duck!

"If I tell you to resign, then resign. Why are you talking so much nonsense? Otherwise, you can give me your boss's contact information. I will talk to him and ask him to let you go." Qin Su said impatiently.

Gu Jiangfeng was dumbfounded, "Are you sure?"

"Yes, give me the contact information quickly." Qin Su urged, taking out her mobile phone first.

"Wait a minute, I'll get my phone in the car." Gu Jiangfeng was annoyed and funny, and planned to go to Bao Sibai's car to find his business card and see how Qin Su ended up.

As a result, before reaching the Hummer, Qin Su cursed in a low voice.

Without further ado, he grabbed Gu Jiangfeng's hand, went straight to the front door of the bar, and stuffed him into his car.

Then he made a phone call and said in a very low voice, "Hi, I just saw Bo... your husband's car is gone, you should get out quickly, don't bump into me, I'll go first, don't let him find out that we know each other."

Otherwise, what will happen when Bao Si Bai follows the vine and finds out that Annie next to him is Song Runian?

This is what Nian Nian is most worried about happening.

After hanging up the phone, Qin Su kicked the accelerator and rushed out.

Poor Gu Jiangfeng didn't even have a chance to refuse, so he just watched the bar disappear behind his head.

No, he came to see the wife Xiao Yuanyuan introduced to him, why was he taken away right now?

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Inside the bar.

After Song Runian received Qin Su's call, she suddenly became nervous.

She looked around, but did not find Bao Si Bai's figure.

But she stood up quickly, ready to go.

As a result, he was too anxious when he stood up, and accidentally bumped into the person next to him, and the red wine in that person's hand splashed directly on his body.

"Wow, what are you doing, don't you have eyes?" The man immediately became angry.

Song Runian thought he was wrong, and quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I'll pay you for the clothes."

"It's all about losing money? You ruined my interest tonight." The man who was splashed with cocktails was a man, dressed in hip-hop clothes, and looked like he was doing nothing.

Not like a nice guy.

Song Runian subconsciously took a step back, her voice weak, "Then what do you want me to do?"

"You have a drink with me, I'm happy, and you don't have to pay for the clothes." The man said, looking Song Runian up and down.

Song Runian directly refused, "I don't know how to drink."

"Bah!" The man spat out a mouthful of phlegm, "Who are you fooling, you don't know how to drink when you come to a bar, what are you doing here?"

As he spoke, he went to the bartender and asked for a bottle of cocktail, "I won't make it difficult for you, it's not high, and I'll let you go after you drink it, otherwise, tonight, I won't have any fruit for you."

Song Runian looked at the bottle of cocktail in front of her, in a dilemma.

And at this time, a hand reached out from behind and took the bottle of cocktail away.

"Do you dare to drink this kind of cheap pigment alcohol?" The deep and hoarse voice made Song Runian turn her head away quickly.

It's Bo Si Bai!

"Bo Sibai, I..." Song Runian subconsciously wanted to explain.

But the man in front of him had already exploded, and looked at Bao Sibai angrily, "Who the hell are you, this is cheap? This is a one-hundred-one-bottle cocktail!"

"It's only a hundred." Bao Sibai slightly curled his thin lips, and then snapped his fingers, "Giving him a bottle of ten thousand is an apology for my wife."

After a pause, his tone was cold and stern, and he told the bartender next to him, "Take the wine and let him go."