Chen Hansheng politely took the business card, but in that instant, he felt a jolt run through him. It turned out that Ms. Zhang had gently touched his palm with her index finger and then stared at him with a meaningful look.,After the dinner, most people at the table were slightly drunk. When Zhang, a beautiful woman, left, she took one last glance at Chen Hansheng with regret.,After every social gathering, besides the fullness of alcohol in my stomach, my heart always feels inexplicably heavy, even with a kind of bewildering emptiness.。