Chapter 224: Chapter 139: The Attentive Account Manager
The wine flowed freely, and the meal was well underway.
It goes without saying that Qi Sheng could hold his liquor; putting away three or four bottles was nothing for him.
At first, Zhou Yu had wanted to challenge Qi Sheng to a drinking contest.
But when he saw Qi Sheng down a bottle of Maotai without so much as a change in his expression, he immediately started looking for a way out.
’Damn, *that’s* a real God of Wine!’
He could probably knock back another two bottles and still be fine.
"President Qi, let’s call it a day for now. Liu Ya and I have another engagement later. We’ll have to drink again some other time."
"Don’t worry about the loan. The funds will be in your account within a week."
At the restaurant entrance, Zhou Yu shook hands with Qi Sheng, making small talk. He clearly hadn’t forgotten the real business at hand.
After witnessing Qi Sheng’s sheer presence, Zhou Yu was naturally eager to cultivate this connection.
This was a man who could casually drop five hundred thousand on a single meal.
’You’d have to be an idiot not to start sucking up to him immediately.’
"There’s no rush. Just follow the standard procedure."
Qi Sheng’s expression was composed; he didn’t seem the least bit anxious, unlike most people seeking a loan.
It was this very composure that made Zhou Yu all the more eager to please.
"President Qi, we’ll be leaving now."
Zhou Yu smiled and nodded, then wrapped an arm around Liu Ya as they got into a BMW 7 Series.
Seizing the rare opportunity, the two planned to sneak off to a hotel for a tryst.
"Manager Chu?"
Qi Sheng looked at Chu Qing. Her face was flushed, and she was swaying slightly as she walked. He couldn’t tell if she was actually drunk or just pretending.
"Umm... President Qi, I can still drink more."
Chu Qing practically nestled into Qi Sheng’s arms, putting on a show of being completely wasted.
"Should I take you home now, then?"
When Chu Qing didn’t respond, Qi Sheng shook his head with a sigh.
"Ah Feng, take Miss Chu home."
Gu Feng drove in silence until they arrived outside Chu Qing’s apartment building. Only then did he speak up to ask for instructions.
"Boss, should I help you take Miss Chu upstairs?"
After keeping up the act for the entire ride, Chu Qing wasn’t about to let her plan fail at the most critical moment.
SOB SOB SOB...
’Throwing a drunken fit wasn’t a great look, it was true.’
But to keep Qi Sheng there, Chu Qing was willing to go all out.
Alternating between crying and laughing, she clung to Qi Sheng’s embrace, refusing to let go.
"Forget it. I’ll take her up myself. Pick me up tomorrow morning."
Qi Sheng pushed open the car door, easily scooped Chu Qing into his arms, and started up the stairs.
"What floor do you live on?"
"601."
Chu Qing knew it was useless to keep pretending to be drunk, so she answered obediently.
"What’s the code?"
"951219."
Qi Sheng rubbed his forehead, somewhat at a loss for words.
’This girl’s a little obsessive, isn’t she?’
’Using my birthday as her door code for no reason... Her little ’show’ was enough to make my skin crawl.’
Chu Qing felt incredibly awkward as well and could only bury her head in the sand.
CLICK.
As the door swung open, Qi Sheng took in the clean, two-bedroom apartment. The decor was dominated by shades of off-white.
"Those men’s slippers by the door... my dad wore them."
Seeing where Qi Sheng was looking, Chu Qing rushed to explain, afraid he’d get the wrong idea.
"Mm."
Qi Sheng nodded. He had to admit, that put him more at ease.
After changing into the slippers, he carried Chu Qing to the master bedroom.
It wasn’t a large room, but it was decorated cozily.
The vanity was piled high with skincare products.
Thankfully, they were all neatly organized. She seemed to be a tidy person.
"I’m going to take a shower first."
Qi Sheng placed Chu Qing on the bed and turned to go into the bathroom.
PHEW...
Chu Qing fanned her face with her hands, which felt hot enough to cook an egg.
But at the thought of her wish about to be granted, she couldn’t stop herself from breaking into a silly grin.
"Got a bath towel?"
Qi Sheng’s voice called out from the bathroom.
"You can just use mine."
Chu Qing certainly wasn’t going to complain.
In fact, she was thrilled that Qi Sheng was using her things.
Soon enough, he’d be "enjoying" her, too.
So what was the big deal about some personal items?
When the sound of running water in the bathroom stopped, Chu Qing suddenly became nervous.
Her mind, already fuzzy from the alcohol, started to spin.
The bedroom lights were warm-toned.
And Qi Sheng had turned them to the lowest setting.
In the dim light, a tall man, wrapped in a bath towel, walked towards her.
A pair of full, sexy pecs, broad shoulders, a strong back, and handsome features.
Qi Sheng checked every single one of her boxes.
’Mom, I think I’m really in love!’
Chu Qing swallowed hard, feeling a strange heat building in her body.
She couldn’t help but squeeze her thighs together, shifting restlessly.
"Do you want to take a shower?"
Qi Sheng wasn’t a germaphobe or anything.
"Yes. Could you help me up, please?"
Chu Qing naturally wanted to present her best self to Qi Sheng.
Not a disheveled mess reeking of alcohol.
"You know what, I’ll just carry you. The floor’s wet; I don’t want you to slip and fall."
Qi Sheng was such a gentleman; he couldn’t very well let Chu Qing fall and mess up her face.
Besides, her all bruised and swollen? That would be a real turn-off.
"Thank you."
Touched, Chu Qing gazed at Qi Sheng and wrapped her arms around his neck.
She felt as light as a cotton ball as Qi Sheng effortlessly lifted her.
As Qi Sheng flexed, his pecs twitched.
Through the gap in his towel, she could vaguely glimpse his well-defined eight-pack abs... and a large, dark mass.
’Oh my god, is that for real?’
It wasn’t as if Chu Qing had never been in a relationship before.
But the sight she had just glimpsed still left her feeling a little intimidated.
After washing herself thoroughly in the bathroom, she even made a point to freshen up completely.
After rinsing her mouth several times with mouthwash, she shyly called out to Qi Sheng.
"President Qi."
Qi Sheng, who had been scrolling on his phone, got up from the bed when he heard Chu Qing call him.
His movement was so abrupt that the towel dropped right off.
Qi Sheng casually tossed the towel onto the nightstand; it wasn’t as if he’d need it to cover up in a few moments.
"Ah!"
As Qi Sheng walked towards her, completely naked, Chu Qing’s eyes were instinctively drawn to his size.
"I’ll carry you."
On the surface, Qi Sheng was perfectly calm, but inwardly, he was incredibly smug.
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