The university president stood up from his seat, holding his wine glass. With a beaming face, he said, "Everyone, you've all been working incredibly hard lately on the chip and lithography machine projects."
"Today, I want to propose a toast to you all."
"Here's to the smooth progress of the chip and lithography machine projects."
The project team members raised their glasses one after another, toasting the president from across the room.
It was baijiu, served in a very small glass.
Everyone downed the liquor in one gulp.
Just as Lin Xuan was about to drink his glass, his hand paused, and he subtly took a hard sniff.
He raised an eyebrow.
Oh?
Drugged again.
He wondered which blind fool was trying to mess with him this time.
Lin Xuan decided to play along and put on a full show.
He drained the glass in his hand completely.
The president put down his glass and said with a smile, "I won't bore you with any more nonsense. Eat, drink, and have a great time today. I'm paying for everything."
"Great!"
The project team members applauded.
Meanwhile.
In private room 608.
"Hello, Boss Su," Mr. Wang said with a smile, extending his hand to Su Hua.
"Hello," Su Hua nodded.
Jiang Qing explained, "Mr. Wang, I'm truly sorry, but our Boss Su doesn't like shaking hands with men."
"I see, no problem." Mr. Wang withdrew his hand.
Mr. Wang suddenly remembered the discussions among other executives at a gathering he had attended.
"Boss Su, do you really have a boyfriend?" he asked curiously.
"Yes." When Su Hua mentioned Lin Xuan, her features softened.
Mr. Wang nodded. It seemed Boss Su refused to shake his hand because she didn't want to touch any man other than her boyfriend.
"It seems Boss Su's boyfriend is a very charming man," Mr. Wang said with a smile.
To be able to win Boss Su's heart and make her refrain from touching other men, he definitely wasn't simple.
"Yes," Su Hua curled her lips into a smile, "he is indeed very charming."
Mr. Wang looked at Su Hua in surprise. He had also heard that Boss Su didn't like to smile.
Today, he had already seen Boss Su smile several times. Rumors were just rumors after all; they weren't true.
"Boss Su," Mr. Wang continued, "I wish you and your boyfriend a long life together, loving each other for a lifetime."
"Thank you," Su Hua nodded.
This business negotiation went exceptionally smoothly.
Mr. Wang was already prepared to concede more profits, but as it turned out, Su Hua didn't have a single objection regarding the profit distribution.
Mr. Wang thought to himself. Look, another rumor proved untrue.
He had heard from others that Boss Su was a living Yama in the business world, and when negotiating, she would maximize the Su Group's profits to the absolute limit.
Wasn't Boss Su actually quite easy to talk to?
If Jiang Qing knew what Mr. Wang was thinking, she would definitely be secretly roasting him in her mind.
The only reason Boss Su was so easy to talk to was that Mr. Wang had flattered her in exactly the right way.
Also, Boss Su was in a hurry to go find Young Master Lin, so she just didn't want to get entangled in a lengthy negotiation with him.
In private room 605.
Ten minutes later.
Lin Jingyue was slumped over the table, her face slightly flushed.
At first glance, she looked completely drunk.
Lin Xuan looked at Lin Jingyue thoughtfully.
"That's not right," Lin Xuan shook his head.
A drunk person didn't act like Lin Jingyue. She looked more like she had taken some kind of drug and passed out. The only similarity to being drunk was her red face.
His drink had been drugged, and Lin Jingyue had been drugged too.
He thought he already knew what the other party's goal was.
Wang Dahe looked at Lin Xuan in confusion, "Xuan, what did you just say? What's not right?"
"Nothing," Lin Xuan smiled faintly. "I just think we're about to see a good show."
A good show?
Wang Dahe looked completely bewildered.
What good show?
"What's going on? Jingyue's alcohol tolerance has always been quite good. How could she get drunk so quickly?" Lin Jingyue's good friend, Chen Ting, said in confusion.
Hearing her words, Lin Xuan became even more certain of his suspicions.
Chen Ting suddenly remembered that Lin Jingyue had taken a lot of medicine for a cold a few days ago.
She figured it was probably due to the residual effects of the medication, combined with Lin Jingyue's body still being weak, that made her get drunk so easily.
Chen Ting didn't suspect anything else.
The president said, "Take her to a hotel room upstairs. It's getting late anyway. Let's just rest at the hotel today and head back tomorrow."
The waiter came over to deliver more drinks.
The president spoke up, "Go book three rooms for us."
One for Lin Jingyue to stay in, and two as spares in case anyone else got drunk.
"Understood." The waiter walked out of the private room, preparing to handle the check-in procedures for them.
"Gurgle."
His stomach let out a loud rumble.
"Oh no, my stomach hurts again." The waiter felt a bit of despair.
He had clearly only eaten very ordinary food today, so why was his stomach hurting again and again?
Chen Mo happened to walk by again.
The waiter recognized him, and his eyes lit up.
Great.
Someone could help him out.
"Sir, my stomach is acting up again. Could you please do me another favor?" The waiter clutched his stomach, speaking in discomfort. "Could you help me check the guests from room 605 into three rooms?"
"I happen to be free. I'll go help you," Chen Mo nodded.
The waiter sighed with emotion inwardly.
What a good guy.
If it weren't for his help, he really wouldn't know what to do.
Chen Mo quickly returned with the room cards.
He led Lin Jingyue and Chen Ting to room 803.
"Please," Chen Mo respectfully extended his hand.
He did not follow them inside.
Chen Ting supported Lin Jingyue into the room and then laid her down on the bed. She glanced at the aromatherapy diffuser in the room and sighed with admiration.
"It truly is a high-end hotel; even the room smells so fragrant."
The scent gave off a very comfortable feeling; one could tell at a glance that it wasn't ordinary.
After putting Lin Jingyue down, she didn't linger in the room for long and left.
She walked to the door, where Chen Mo was still standing guard.
"All done," Chen Ting said to Chen Mo. "Sorry to trouble you."
Chen Mo lowered his head and replied, "It's nothing. This is my job, there's no need to thank me."
"Here is your room card." Chen Mo handed the room card to her.
"Okay."
She took the room card.
Chen Ting was a meticulous person, but Chen Mo had handled everything flawlessly from start to finish, so she didn't notice anything unusual at all.
After Lin Jingyue's best friend left.
Chen Mo glanced around and, seeing no one, took out another card. With a "beep,"
he easily unlocked the door.
Chen Mo immediately saw Lin Jingyue lying on the large bed in the room.
Closing the door,
he walked toward Lin Jingyue step by step.
Chen Mo sat down beside her, his hand gently stroking Lin Jingyue's cheek.
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