Play Nice

Chapter 86 086: Jing Zhao was drunk, let the leader play with it (two more
Jing Zhao had already called a car and waited for her outside the surgery hall.

The car did not enter the funeral home, but parked on the opposite side of the road outside the gate, and it took ten minutes to walk there.

Yunjiang is a tourist city, the sky is bluer than Huacheng, the mountains in the distance are towering into the clouds, and there are waterfalls flying down.

There were no passers-by on the sidewalk, and the business leader led the way: "When did you come?"

Jing Zhao stepped on the green shade: "It's more than seven o'clock."

Shang Lingling carefully observed his expression and asked tentatively, "Are you familiar with that reporter?"

"We have collaborated a few times, he writes articles, and I take pictures."

The other Jing Zhao didn't say much.

He was here to shoot a promotional video for the Tourism Bureau, and it was normal for him to know that the reporter had died.

Shang Lingling didn't ask the bottom line, she could see that Jing Zhao's emotions were at rock bottom.

"Are you going to shoot a promotional video today?"

His answer was short: "Yeah."

After that, neither of them spoke again.

The car was already waiting, Jing Zhao opened the car door, retreated to the side, and let the business leader take the lead.

After he got in the car, he reported the address first.

"Leader."

Except seven years ago, this was the first time Jing Zhao called Shang Lingling's name without his surname.

She was too stunned and a little confused: "Huh?"

The sentence just now seemed to be shouted out by him unconsciously. He had closed his eyes and put the umbrella at his feet: "I'll sleep for a while, and you will call me when you arrive."

He seemed tired and had little energy to speak.

The business leader responded in a low voice: "Oh."

In normal times, she would definitely ask questions, but today's Jing Zhao looked so fragile that she couldn't bear to do anything.

Jing Zhao slept very well, motionless and quiet, and Shang Lingling could hardly hear his breathing, so she, like a fool, would come close to listen to his breathing every once in a while, and occasionally look at him. his watch.

Jing Zhao wore this watch seven years ago. She asked him before if it was given by someone, and he said no, it was made by someone himself.She always felt that there was something in her watch that Jing Zhao didn't tell anyone.

The hotel where I stayed was far from the funeral home, more than an hour's drive away.After arriving at the hotel, Shang Lingling did not call Jing Zhao and asked him to sleep for a while.

The driver waited a little anxiously: "Miss, you—"

Shang Lingling made a silent gesture: "Shh!"

But it still woke Jing Zhao, he opened his eyes, looked at the time, sat up straight, and the clothes covering his legs fell off.

Jing Zhao picked it up and gave it to the business leader: "Put it on."

She put it on obediently and pulled the zipper to the top.

"You stayed up late last night, go back to sleep first, and I have to go back to the Tourism Bureau."

She should: "Oh."

She got out of the car by herself. She thought that Jingzhao would directly ask the driver to take him to the tourist office, but she heard him say, "Mr. driver, please wait a moment."

Jing Zhao got out of the car and asked the business leader, "Which floor do you live on?"

"27th floor."

He walked ahead: "Let's go."

Business leaders followed.

He took her to the door of the room and waited for her to open the door: "Shang Lingling."

"Ok?"

"sorry."

He left without a word of apology.

Shang Lingling slept until four o'clock in the afternoon. She pushed Curator Zhou's dinner and waited for Jing Zhao at the hotel. Lao Pei said that when he would return to Huacheng tomorrow, the Tourism Bureau would arrange a flight. When asked if she would return, she said no. .

She didn't know whether Jing Zhao was busy or not, so she didn't call him, only sent him a message asking when he would return to the hotel.

Jing Zhao said it would be very late.

At about eleven o'clock in the evening, someone knocked on the door of Shang Lingling's room, and she asked who it was before opening the door.

"it's me."

It's Jing Zhao.

Shang Lingling immediately opened the door: "You are back."

He stood at the door: "Yeah."

"have you eaten yet?"

"Ate."

The business leader took a sniff: "Did you drink?"

The wine smell is very heavy, it should be white wine.

He replied, "Yeah."

Sure enough, I drank, and I answered quickly when I asked.

He doesn't even show his face when he drinks, but his eyes are a little blurry, his ears are a little red, and everything else looks normal, if you don't talk to him.

"How much did you drink?"

"I don't remember." Without shaking his steps, he added, "A lot."

"Who did you drink with?"

"People from the tourist office."

He was probably drunk, so he kept staring at Shang Lingling's face, a little obedient, even a little dumb.

The business leader asked him, "What's your room number?"

"Forget it," he said.

"What about the room card?"

After thinking for a while, he took out the room card from the pocket of his coat and gave it to the merchant.

The room number on the card is on the 15th floor.

The business leader led into the room to get his coat, and Jing Zhao stood at the door and didn't leave, but he didn't follow.

She got dressed, took off the key card from her room, and closed the door.

"Can you walk in a straight line?"

Jing Zhao said, "Yes."

"Come and show me."

He turned around and took a few steps.The line is not straight, it is curved.He took a few steps, then didn't go, looked back at Shang Lingling, as if waiting for her order.

Shang Ling led over and took his hand: "You can't walk in a straight line, so I have to hold you."

"Ah."

Jing Zhao, who is completely drunk, will not refuse any behavior of Shang Lingling.

Shang Lingling did this seven years ago, getting people drunk and then taking him to do bad things.

Shang Lingling took him to the elevator, someone came up halfway, he pulled Shang Lingling to the left, away from strangers.

After getting off the elevator, the business leader saw that his pace was getting slower and slower: "Are you sleepy?"

"Ah."

She wanted to say: "Then why did you come to me?"

"I remember your room number."

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　　Eat first, catch worms later
　　
　
(End of this chapter)