Jiang Mingyao's face was gloomy. He lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth without saying a word, just silently looking at me.

The people around exchanged glances, and the entire private room became unusually quiet.

I pursed my lips and didn't speak, but seeing the dark shadow in Jiang Mingyao's eyes, I surrendered first.

I sighed and walked up, grabbing his hand and whispered in a pleasing tone:

"Alright, I'll compensate Chu Yue with a red envelope later.

"Today is your celebration banquet, don't be unhappy because of such a small matter."

Jiang Mingyao cared about his face. I had just embarrassed him in public, and now I was making it up to him in public. Although he was still unhappy, he tried his best to maintain his dignity and let me lead him to his seat.

I saw his expression gradually soften, so I invited everyone to drink together.

After two glasses of wine, the atmosphere warmed up slightly.

Someone shouted, "General Qi, say a few words?"

I cleared my throat and raised my glass, "Then, on behalf of Kanghua Entertainment, I'll say a few words.

"Today, Yao's first concert ended successfully, and everyone contributed to it.

"The company has prepared generous bonuses, which will be distributed along with the salary next month!"

The crowd cheered, and the atmosphere became more lively, as if everything from before had faded away.

I leaned against Jiang Mingyao and watched everyone cheerfully.

However, he wasn't in a good mood and kept playing with his phone.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

Jiang Mingyao closed his phone and casually said, "Chu Yue sent a message saying she went back first."

Chu Yue, Chu Yue, Chu Yue, it's always Chu Yue.

Ever since Chu Yue became Jiang Mingyao's personal assistant, she seemed to surround me like a curse.

I felt annoyed, but I didn't want to say anything, so I sat up straight, poured a glass of wine, and drank it in one gulp.

Three years ago, Jiang Mingyao suddenly wanted to hire a personal assistant, and then he brought Chu Yue.

He said Chu Yue was his fellow villager, they hadn't seen each other in over ten years, and this time the little girl came out to make a living, so he wanted to help her.

I disagreed at the time because Chu Yue's qualifications were indeed average.

She graduated from a preschool education program and had never been involved in the entertainment industry. She had no education and no experience...

But in the end, Jiang Mingyao bypassed the company and signed her on his own behalf.

So Chu Yue could access all of Jiang Mingyao's work without reporting to me and was not under the management of Kanghua Entertainment.

I didn't like this feeling—the feeling of not being able to control the overall situation.

"Stop drinking." Jiang Mingyao took away my wine glass.

He furrowed his brows, his eyes filled with unrelieved annoyance.

Completely different from the gentle look he had just cast towards Chu Yue.

I felt even more frustrated. I reached out and took back the wine, then angrily gulped down a large mouthful and said, "Don't bother with me."

Jiang Mingyao remained indifferent, his face cold, no longer paying attention to me.

I can't handle alcohol well, and when I drink too much, I tend to go crazy, and I even lose my memory.

A few years ago, I got drunk at a business dinner and insisted on calling the brand owner "dad." It was a real embarrassment, so I rarely drink like that anymore.

But today, I was feeling really unhappy, and it was an internal company gathering, so I had no concerns.

Plus, Jiang Mingyao was ignoring me with a cold expression.

So I kept drinking one glass after another until I gradually lost consciousness.