Dressed as women's clothing big guy male supporting role

In this dinner party, drinking is indispensable for the focus of the ceremony.

People around him lined up to pay respects to him, and he accepted them one by one, without being fooled at all.

Although the annual meeting is not like an ordinary dinner with friends, there is still room for the staff or colleagues to toast, and they dare not be too unreasonable, but there are too many people who can't stand it, and Assistant Yin is not allowed to help him hold the wine after hearing the ceremony. How much can be imagined.

"Boss Wen's drinking capacity is too scary..."

"That's right, I'm scared when I look at it."

Hearing people talking about it from time to time, Vince looked in a certain direction, and Wen Li was surrounded by many people, but he couldn't be seen.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, when I looked again, the other side had already dispersed. Vince walked around after eating and drinking, but couldn't find Wen Li, but saw Assistant Yin holding two plates for food on the dining table.

He picks a little bit of everything, and he seems to have to think about it when picking things up, as if they were not for him.

So he stepped forward, "Assistant Yin, do you need help?"

Assistant Yin looked up and saw that it was Vince, and nodded with a smile, "Miss Wen came just in time. Boss Wen drank too much and didn't have time to eat. I'll help him get something to eat."

"I'm with you," the plates here are relatively small, and the amount that can be taken each time is limited, what did Vince think of, "Assistant Yin, wait for me."

He quickly ran to the freshly squeezed drink counter and asked the waiter to squeeze a glass of mixed fruit and vegetable juice. While waiting, he asked the waiter to go to the kitchen to heat another bowl of porridge without ingredients.

**

In the lounge next to the main hall, when the door was closed, most of the noise outside was cut off, forming a small space alone.

When Vince entered, Wen Li was leaning back on the sofa, taking a nap with slightly squinted eyes.

Although his shirt and suit were still in order, his brows were tightly wrinkled, his fingers were resting between his brows, and his expression was slightly tired. It seemed that he was no longer the aloof and dignified image in the crowd who never changed his expression after drinking a thousand cups.

It turns out that this iceberg-like guy also has a tired side?

As soon as this idea appeared in his mind, Wen Li opened his eyes. Those deep eyes were clear and not a little bit drunk. When Vince caught his gaze, the moment just now seemed to be an illusion again.

The man on the sofa sat up straight, Assistant Yin set the plate on the coffee table in front of him, and Vince put down the juice in his hand along with two plates of snacks.

"You can drink some fruit juice before eating, it can relieve the hangover, and it won't cool your stomach at room temperature."

It is always iced from the beverage machine, but not freshly squeezed.

Wen Li looked down slightly at the two things that Vince had just put down, and said, "Thank you."

Although nothing could be seen on the surface, he followed Vince's words and took a sip of the juice glass first.

It's just that when he took a bite into his throat, Wen Li's expression suddenly became weird. It seemed that he had tried to endure, but he still frowned two seconds later, staring at the orange and green mixed colors in the glass in front of him.

"What's wrong? Isn't it good?" Vince asked suspiciously.

Assistant Yin was even more puzzled. The white, red, and yellow dishes on the wine table were eaten alternately just now, and his boss didn't change his face. How could Miss Wen's glass of juice make him react so much?

Indeed, in his opinion, this expression was considered a big reaction to Wen Li.

What's more, apart from the relatively strict requirements on the quality of white coffee, any other beverages that are handed to Wen Li have always been equivalent to plain water.

But now Wen Li actually asked, "What kind of fruit is this squeezed from?"

Is it good to drink?Assistant Yin guessed that the expression was not quite the same.

Vince also wondered, "The main ingredients are celery and oranges, as well as a little apple and honey, a small amount, for seasoning."

These days, everyone pays attention to health preservation, and celery, cucumber, and bitter gourd have become common ingredients in mixed vegetable juices, so when Assistant Yin heard Vince's answer, he also felt that it was nothing special.

But he suddenly noticed that the boss's brows were frowning even deeper, and thin Sichuan-shaped lines formed between the two handsome brows.

"Celery?" Wen Li emphasized the term emphatically, his tone was dry, revealing an imperceptible awkwardness and trying to conceal...disgust.

"That's right, it's celery." As soon as the words fell, Vince suddenly realized, "Could you be..."

Wen Li had already put down his glass expressionlessly, expressing his protest silently.

Assistant Yin lowered his head, silently standing by.

Vince looked at his younger brother's expressionless expression, and almost couldn't help laughing, "So you're still picky?"

In the past, I didn't feel that at all when I was eating, but thinking about it this way, it seems that Aunt Feng did not cook celery when Wen Li went home for dinner.

While Wen Li looked at the obvious smile on Vince's face, he still had an unmoving attitude.

Vince cleared his throat, held back his laughter, and persuaded him seriously, "Celery juice and orange juice are both for hangovers. Although you don't look drunk, alcohol will hurt your body if it gets into your stomach. You still drink so much, you should be more careful."

"..." Wen Li lowered his eyes, staring at the yellow-green liquid in the cup, moved his finger at an angle that no one else would notice, but he didn't stick it out.

Seeing that he was indifferent, Vince could only shake his head helplessly, "Forget it, since you are so against celery, then I'll make a cup of honey orange again, and the effect will be similar."

As he said that, he really went to make another glass of juice, and at the same time the bowl of white porridge was warmed up, so he brought it over with him.

"Here, let's drink this, and porridge. Let's make a cushion first and then eat something else. It will make you feel better."

Wen Li looked at the bowl of porridge that shouldn't exist on such a high-end buffet table, and guessed in his mind what was going on.

In order for him to have a good meal, both Vince and Assistant Yin went out.

The two chatted a little about Wenli's drinking. Assistant Yin thought that, as the boss's female family member, Vince would take the opportunity to tell him to persuade Wenli to drink less, but he didn't. Practical tips on how to reduce the harm of alcohol before and after drinking.

This surprised Assistant Yin, "Miss Wen is very good at taking care of people."

Vince heard his curiosity, and smiled, "No, I saw it on the Internet occasionally, and I have a good memory."

At this moment, the phone vibrated, and Vince looked down, "Sorry, I have a call."

Assistant Yin bowed and politely made way for Vince, watching him walk out with his mobile phone pressed to his ear.

Although the skirt has elements such as puff sleeves and bowknots, the wide hem complements the slender waist and long legs, and the speech and demeanor are dignified and dignified, but I don't know if it's because of her tall stature or something, but when she walks, she seems a bit different Sassy.

Assistant Yin said to himself, "Miss Wen and Mr. Wen really don't look alike."

**

Vince signed for the courier bouquet, which was so big that two hands could hold it. According to the plot requirements, there were a total of 199 pink roses that were fresh and dewy.

He asked the waiter to help store the bouquet in a special large incubator. Instead of going upstairs immediately, he checked the time first. It was [-]:[-]. According to internal information, Ji Mingjing was supposed to be on stage in half an hour.

When it was almost time, all the attendees of the annual meeting moved to the multi-purpose hall, and Vince walked towards the backstage room with a bouquet of flowers in his arms, and saw the manager of the advertising department.

"Miss Wen, why are you here? Teacher Ji's performance has already started."

Vince looked down at his arms, "I want to send flowers to Teacher Ji."

"You can also send it from the front."

Vince shook his head and said, "Sitting in the audience holding this, it's too conspicuous."

Under the frosted transparent wrapping paper, clusters of pink roses piled up into a rather amazing volume, and the face of the person holding it was reflected by the color of the flower, as if it was beautiful and shy.

The manager of the advertising department suddenly realized and nodded in understanding.

"Understood, then I'll take you to the backstage together. President Wen originally arranged for me to deliver flowers, but since Ms. Wen has carefully prepared, I will let you deliver them first and I will deliver them later."

Hearing what he said, Vince thought for a while and asked, "Won't Wenli send flowers in person?"

"This..." The manager of the advertising department choked for a moment. In fact, on such an important annual occasion like today, they were originally asking for opinions on the ceremony, and the first choice was to ask him to send flowers to Ji Mingjing and give him a special award to show their importance. It's okay. By the way, there is an interview, but Wen Li himself denied it.

In fact, Vince didn't need to ask, he understood that Wen Li's temper didn't come to the stage to deliver flowers in person, but he deliberately brought the conversation to Wen Li.

"I suddenly disrupted your arrangement and sent flowers to Teacher Ji, won't you be blamed by Wen Li?" Vince apologized, "Why don't you say hello to Wen Li first?"

The manager of the advertising department thought about it, "It's time to say something, thank you Miss Wen for reminding me."

Although Vince is Wen Li's elder sister, that Boss Wen is sometimes serious and unreasonable, and if something goes wrong, Vince will be fine, as a subordinate, he will be punished if he can't escape.

"Then I'll go to Mr. Wen now, and you wait here for a while."

"Okay, sorry to bother you."

Vince thanked him, and before the manager of the advertising department went out, he even called an assistant to accompany Vince.The sound engineer and lighting engineer in the backstage are all busy, and no one can take care of this side.

Vince hugged the bouquet, secretly thinking about the story mission.

Ji Mingjing's line is: [Come on stage from behind the scenes to send 199 pink roses to Ji Mingjing, and write a congratulatory note in English. 】

And the Wenli line is: ["zhuai" the rose to Wenli. 】There is also a key interpretation, 【Crash and Cry】.

The former is very clear about what to do. What is interesting is the word "preparation". Since it is preparation, it is not certain whether it will be delivered or not.

But the latter is even more strange. They didn’t make it clear why, how, and when they should be picked up, but since Wen Li was going to be picked up, Wen Li had to be present at least, so Vince deliberately asked the manager of the advertising department go to him.

The manager went there for a while, and Ji Mingjing was chatting with the host in front of him, talking about his feelings after becoming the spokesperson of Xinnuan. According to the program list, he will end this special event after singing the last song.

The original flower delivery link was arranged in the accompaniment section at the end.

Seeing that the time was almost up, the assistant was afraid that it would be too late, so he asked Vince to stand at the starting position of sending flowers in advance, and the on-site commander pointed the follow-up light at him, waiting for the step to turn on the light.

He probably also felt that it was impossible for Wen Li to disagree with letting his sister send flowers, it was just a matter of greeting.And if the manager doesn't come back for a long time, will Ji Mingjing still be allowed to stand on the stage after the end?

As time passed by, Vince couldn't care less about admiring Ji Mingjing's melodious singing, and only thought about why someone didn't come.

Isn't that how the plot goes? Didn't he guess the right timing?

While thinking about it, he saw a familiar figure striding towards this side, followed by the manager of the advertising department who was trotting behind him.

The protagonist finally appeared!

**

"You want to send flowers to Ji Mingjing?" Wen Li asked immediately.

"...That's right." Vince could see that Wen Li seemed to be in a hurry, but he didn't know why he was in a hurry, so he lifted the flowers in his arms. These are genuine 199 pink roses, which are very expensive.

Specially for you to assist.

And Wen Li also saw clearly the bouquet of flowers in Vince's arms.

"These flowers are not suitable, change to a bunch." He raised his hand to signal to the manager of the advertising department, and brought over the bunch prepared by the previous company.

Vince was surprised. These are the roses required by the system. How can you change them at will, "Why is it inappropriate? I bought this. Of course, I have to give it what I want."

Seeing him subconsciously protecting the bouquet, Wen Li's face sank slightly, "Want to send roses?"

He asked back, his tone of voice was similar to his expression.

"Yeah, it's the rose..." Vince's voice paused, and his voice seemed to be suppressed by something, and suddenly softened.

The backstage lights were dim, and Vince was looking directly into Wen Li's eyes. Those unfathomable eyes seemed to contain some strange and turbulent emotions, which made his heart beat.

Vince suddenly understood that the "preparation" and "juaihua" in the plot, the original owner probably didn't give it away, because at this time, Cheng Yaojin was killed by Wen Li halfway, and he was cut off!

Vince opened his mouth, and in a trance-smiling tone, he imitated Wen Li and asked, "I'm not from your company, I'm just a fan of Ji Mingjing, what you give to you, and what I give to mine, isn't there any conflict?"

"..."

"Or, just borrow a place?"

Wen Li was silent, watching Vince's slightly flushed face between the lights and roses, because he was already a little excited, and those beautiful eyes met him more frankly and directly than usual, confronting him stubbornly.

Just to protect this bouquet of roses, as if it is an extremely important token.

Wen Li's expression showed absolute disapproval, "Sister, it's not that I don't want you to give it away, it's just a bouquet of flowers, don't be obsessed with it."

"I'm obsessed with it?" Vince asked with a sneer, "You said it was just a bouquet of flowers? Then why do I have to change it? Who is going to mention him every time, and who is obsessed with it?"

The manager of the advertising department didn't know why the two of them were suddenly tense. He held the bouquet of flowers prepared by the company and hesitated whether to say something to ease the atmosphere.

And the most important thing is that there is not enough time, and there is one minute before the follow spot lights will hit the position where the two are standing now.

There was also a countdown reminder coming from the wireless earphone in Vince's right ear, which was set on a whim when his assistant asked him to stand just now.

The man in front of him seemed to be irritated to a certain extent. He didn't speak, but just looked at Vince in silence. The more Vince looked at him, the clearer his guess about the direction of the plot became.

It turned out that he really found the right direction by mistake, and accidentally inserted willows and willows into shades.

Vince was excited in his heart, but a higher round of emotions began to brew on the surface, and he was about to amplify his move!

"Mr. Wen, that..." the manager of the advertising department reminded in a low voice.

"Wear the ceremony." During the tick-tock countdown, Vince interrupted what the manager was about to say. Two pieces of fog gushed out of his eyes, and he was forced into a rolling liquid by internal force——

"I just want to send him flowers. It's not as complicated as you think. If you think that's not acceptable, well, I won't send it! I won't send anything! You're satisfied now!"

Vince burst into tears, "broke down and cried", threw the giant bouquet in his hand, rudely but resolutely "zhuai" into Wen Li's arms, turned his head, covered his face and ran out of the backstage.

Click!The lights are bright.

Unbiased, right to the minute, he was hitting Wen Li.