Donald Duck, upon receiving his command, immediately squeezed into the crowded throng. It wasn't long before he and a bartender, each supporting a drunken Wa Zicong, emerged from the bar.
Gu Nuan followed behind them, holding the suit jacket that Wa Zicong had shed midway through his drinking.
When Chen Jiaming met her gaze, he noticed she had no particular expression and just brushed past him. His lips curled up slightly, a silent chuckle leaving him: She sure has a temper.
After handing Wa Zicong over to his assistant Xiaoliu, Gu Nuan and Donald Duck took the elevator back to their rooms.
Tang Qingzhong asked her, "Did President Chen ask you to go?"
"Hmm—"
Tang Qingzhong seemed surprised, finding it uncharacteristic of Chen Jiaming to do such a thing, which didn't seem gentlemanly at all.
Gu Nuan gave him a sidelong glance, saying nothing.
Meanwhile, Wa Zicong sat motionless on the sofa in his hotel room, his head drooping as though he hadn't sobered up yet.
