第(3/5)节                                                                                       “这位漂亮的翻译小姐怎么不喝酒呀？”老王举杯，还附赠了一个自以为帅气的眨眼。                                                                                                            顾烟恶寒。还是也举了举杯，抿了一口。                                                                                                            “哎哎哎，老马，翻译小姐不给面子啊！”矛头转向老马，老马瞄了顾烟一眼，尴尬的笑笑，“王总，我们家的小业务员儿——neng着呢，您担待点！”                                                                                                            “neng好哇，我就喜欢neng的！”一桌子的人会意的哈哈大笑。                                                                                                            顾烟气的头晕，实在很想过去把老王那颗头按在桌上那盆王八汤里。                                                                                                            身边的田中桑还好求甚解，“真的很好笑吗？那个笑话？”                                                                                                            “这可不行，翻译小姐，哎，小姐哎！可得大方点儿！”老王咬着小姐两个字，引的又一阵哄堂大笑。                                                                                                            老马出来打圆场，“顾烟，就跟王总g一杯吧！”                                                                                                            顾烟索x放下酒杯，冷了脸甩出两个字，“不会。”                                                                                                            老马脸se更尴尬，也不用杯子了，拿起桌上的大半瓶酒，“王总，我们顾烟是真不会喝。您看这么着成么——我替她喝!”                                                                                                            老王yyan怪气的冷哼，“你是小姐么？”                                              
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