Out of control and sinking

Chapter 467 Handsome guy, wanna take a ride?
After several rounds of drinks, the table was covered with countless bottles of liquor.

Most of them were drunk.

Bo Ye had also drunk quite a bit and was slightly tipsy. His pale cheeks were flushed with a faint red, and he had undone a few buttons on his collar.

The tie hung loosely on his chest.

He stood up, supporting himself on the table, and instructed Chen Nan: "Have someone send them all back, and make sure they are safe."

Chen Nan: "Okay."

"Give me the documents, I'll take them with me," Bo Ye said.

Chen Nan quickly brought him the thick stack of documents that the suppliers had just signed.

That's their real purpose tonight.

With these documents in hand, they'll have no choice but to accept it even if they sober up tomorrow.

This tactic may be a bit underhanded, but in business, all's fair in love and war.

Moreover, Bo Ye's reputation in the business world is not particularly good; ruthlessness is his defining characteristic.

Chen Nan glanced pitifully at the group of drunken, staggering suppliers.

However, they are not worthy of pity.

Humans are inherently greedy.

Once you get some, you want more.

But Bo Ye is not someone they can control.

After taking the documents, Bo Ye turned to leave.

Chen Nan was a little worried: "President Bo, let me give you a ride."

Bo Ye didn't turn around, but lazily waved his hand at him: "No need, take them."

Then it disappeared from Chen Nan's sight.

Only after he could no longer see her did Chen Nan quickly pick up his phone and send a text message to Jiang Ruan.

A few minutes later, the elevator doors opened.

Bo Ye has been drinking and cannot drive.

Besides, Chen Nan left the car to take them there.

As he reached the door, a gentle breeze blew by, and Bo Ye took a breath, feeling somewhat more awake.

I just took out my phone to call a car to go home.

Suddenly, a silver Audi stopped in front of him.

A few steps away from him, Bo Ye glanced up.

The color is somewhat similar to the one in his underground garage.

Just as I looked away, I heard the car window roll down. Then I heard a woman's soft, familiar voice.

Clear and standard Chinese.

"Handsome, need a ride?"

This sound...

No one can match Bo Ye's memory.

A moment of mental blankness, the effects of alcohol, made the man sluggish for three seconds.

He instinctively glanced into the Audi, but what he saw stunned him.

Through the car window, in the driver's seat, Jiang Ruan, dressed in the style of the Republic of China era, looked like a graceful and elegant young lady from that period, holding the steering wheel with one hand and smiling at him.

The person I've been longing for suddenly appears before my eyes.

For a moment, Bo Ye even doubted his own eyes.

Was he drunk? That's why he mistook everyone for Jiang Ruan?
Bo Ye closed his eyes to clear his mind.

But when he opened his eyes again, it was still Jiang Ruan's face.

Seeing his stunned and doubtful expression, Jiang Ruan couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Her smile was incredibly charming.

Leaning against the driver's seat, she winked at him, her eyes sparkling with playful charm, and chuckled, "Handsome, are you going to sit here or not?"

"If you're not going to sit down, then I'm leaving."

As she spoke, she winked at him and said, "Since you're so handsome, I won't charge you for the ride, okay?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the car door was suddenly pulled open.

And it's her side of the door!
Jiang Ruan was stunned: "Handsome, sit over there, not over here."

He's been drinking; how can he be sitting in the driver's seat?

Even though it's a foreign country, they still check for drunk driving here.

However, as soon as she finished speaking, the man in front of her leaned down, and the strong smell of alcohol wafted into her nose.

He was still standing outside the car. But his fingertips pinched her chin, and he lowered his head to kiss her.

Jiang Ruan's eyes widened suddenly, completely caught off guard, as she felt her red lips being captured by thin lips warm and smelling of alcohol.

"Well……"

His kiss wasn't gentle.

It even carries an aggressive undertone, implying complete control.

Jiang Ruan tried to struggle, but he grabbed her wrist and pressed it above her head, preventing her from struggling.