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Chapter 19

With a bright face, warmly greeted Wen Xiaohui: "My dear, come here."

The swear words in Wen Xiaohui's brain couldn't stop at all.

Everyone in the room was looking at Wen Xiaohui. Someone knew him, and some didn’t. This made Wen Xiaohui difficult to ride a tiger. He bit the bullet and walked over: "Hello, Mr. Luo, happy birthday." He handed the gift bag over, and again. It was a pain.

He took the eye cream that had cost Wen Xiaohui a month's salary, put it aside without even looking at it, smiled and said, "Thank you, dear, hurry up and sit down." Then he pointed at the position next to Mr. Luo.

Wen Xiaohui had no choice but to sit down.

Mr. Luo poured a glass of beer for Wen Xiaohui: "It's been a long time, adi, your work is more busy than me. It's not easy to meet you."

Wen Xiaohui took the cup and said without a smile: "You are busy making big money. I am busy with tedious work at the grassroots level. I am always busy. I toast you a cup." He finished the cup without hesitation. .

His alcohol intake is neither good nor bad. He drank so urgently because he wanted to be courageous, or he didn't really have the energy to deal with Mr. Luo.

Mr. Luo clapped and clapped: "Oh, happy, I did it too." After speaking, he followed up with a drink.

Said to the side: "Don't drink so quickly, come and sing."

Mr. Luo smiled and said: "adi, what song do you like to sing? Let's sing one together?"

Busily said: "adi sings very well, Mr. Luo, you should say what you want to hear."

"I can do it."

Wen Xiaohui just wanted to stay away from him, grabbed the microphone and went to sing. He clicked on an old song, adamkling's g, no stranger to anyone who has used a Nokia mobile phone. The rhythm is cheerful and suitable for the birthday atmosphere.

Wen Xiaohui’s voice is very special when he sings, and he is born with a touch of charm. It was originally an American country style song. He sang like a boy holding a guitar playing coquettishly to his beloved with lyrics. The people in the box kept on Booing and applauding, Mr. Luo narrowed his eyes to look at Wen Xiaohui and whispered from time to time. The two of them looked at Wen Xiaohui and laughed, and all this was captured by Wen Xiaohui.

After singing a song, Wen Xiaohui went on to sing a soothing song. He was thinking about how he should spend tonight. He is bored with Mr. Luo, a fat man who is imaginary and suspicious, but this posture will not let him go, he Decided to stay for an hour, and then, regardless of whether he was happy or not, just waved away. If it embarrassed him, then don't blame him for being merciless. There is also Daddy Shao waiting for him to break the news.

After singing the two songs, he still wanted to sing the third one, but because of Maiba's charges, he was driven off, so he had to be tortured to sit back next to Mr. Luo-all other positions were occupied.

Mr. Luo looked at him with a smile: "It's so good to sing, adi, has anyone said that your voice is particularly sexy?"

Wen Xiaohui laughed and said, "Thank you, Mr. Luo."

"I really want to sing a song with you, but compared with your singing, I am embarrassed to show my ugliness." Mr. Luo raised his glass, "Come on, toast you again."

Wen Xiaohui took a look and switched to tequila. The thing he is not good at drinking is foreign wine. In contrast, drinking white wine is not easy to get drunk.

Mr. Luo gently touched the glass with him, and while drinking, he placed a hand on his knee like a natural one.

Fuck-your uncle, Wen Xiaohui scolded in his heart. He moved his knees away without a trace, and ate the fruit under the guise.