After the seminar, it was already past six o'clock in the afternoon. As usual, I went to the cafeteria for dinner. The wine and food were ready. However, it was no longer four dishes and one soup, but more than twenty dishes, with a full table, including white wine, beer, wine and good cigarettes.

This time, Sun Dacheng no longer talked about whether the entertainment meets the standards, but sat down happily, as if he was still interested in admiring the dishes on the table. According to the rules, Zhang Cunzhi of course wanted to sit on the left of Sun Dacheng. Cheng Guodong was about to sit on the right of Sun Dacheng, but Li Chuanzong suddenly squeezed over and sat down without raising his head.

Cheng Guodong's face looked ugly, so he could only turn to the other side and sit down with Zhang Cunzhi. Wang Baoyu was quite self-aware and sat at another table, which was the table of Wan Fangcao and the expert. To be honest, he was more interested in Wan Fangcao. When he sat closer, there were always scents coming from his nose, which made people feel refreshed and excited, which was better than being cautious with the leader.

Perhaps because he saw Wang Baoyu sitting next to Wan Fangcao, Sun Dacheng and others did not call Wang Baoyu over. With the noise of clinking glasses, the atmosphere of the wine table gradually reached orgasm.

In comparison, Wang Baoyu's table seemed much quieter. Both experts were older and pedantic, and didn't like to drink much. Wan Fangcao's alcohol tolerance was extremely ordinary. The rest were drivers and the accompanying staff of the town government, and most of them couldn't let go and were embarrassed to drink more.

Wang Baoyu was also a relatively active member at the wine table. He raised his glass to toast the two old experts and said, "Two old gentlemen, how hard we have done today, I will toast you one. Your identification today has made indelible contributions to the development of mankind."

"Director Wang is too proud. We can be considered dead without regrets when we see such a large meteorite." One of the old experts said seriously, raising the wine glass and hesitating to put it down. It seems that the alcohol tolerance is really poor.

Another old expert laughed and poked him with his finger, saying, "The handsome man toast us, but you must drink it." He said to Wang Baoyu, "I want me to tell you that Director Wang is really a treasure, and your name is also good. Wang Baoyu, there is a king in every word, and he will definitely be the king in the future."

When Wan Fangcao heard this, she burst into laughter and said to Wang Baoyu in a low voice: "In the future, if you choose a wife and have another child, you will be able to stand together with the three kings."

Wang Baoyu smiled and said, "One of the three kings can be counted as you. How about making you the second king?"

"Not rare!" Wan Fangcao said cleanly.

Wang Baoyu licked his face again and said, "I'll suffer some loss. How about you be the king? I'll be the second king and the third king!"

Wan Fangcao lowered her head and said with a smile: "If that's true, you have to be the Four Kings."

Wang Baoyu hurriedly asked, "Would you like to have two children for me?"

Wan Fangcao shook her head, held back her smile and said, "I also have a pug, your status is second only to it!"

"Hehe, you're playing tricks on me again, right? You wait, don't fall into my hands." Wang Baoyu was not annoyed, and was still thinking in his heart that he was an intellectual and did not even have dirty words to curse.

After drinking two glasses of wine with the two old experts, Wang Baoyu toasted to the driver who was traveling with him. He spoke naturally. After a round, he said nothing about others. Wang Baoyu felt a little dizzy. Even so, he didn't get a climax. Everyone was still on their own.

Wan Fangcao is very excited today. She thought that as long as her manuscript about meteorites was released, she might soon become a famous reporter in the country. She might even be able to work in a stronger media. Not only will her salary double, but she might also be a director, and maybe she can also have her own special car. At that time, she would not be able to find a partner one by one? It is hard to say that she can catch a rich son-in-law.

The more Wan Fangcao thought about it, the more beautiful it became, and for a moment she was a little distracted. Wan Fangcao was in deep thought, and she smiled unconsciously on her pretty face. She happened to be toasted back and Wang Baoyu, who was sitting beside her, saw it.

Wang Baoyu was holding a piece of beef and chewing it hard in his mouth. Looking at Wan Fangcao who lowered his head and smirked, he couldn't help but smirk and asked in a low voice: "Reporter Wanda, look at you, you are so stupid, you are secretly happy when you are fine. Do you miss your lover?"

"I have no lover." Wan Fangcao said a little unhappy, dissatisfied with Wang Baoyu's wonderful fantasy.

"Then I'll feel wronged and be the first lover of Wanda reporter!" Wang Baoyu sighed unwillingly.

"Where is no fragrant grass in the world, why bother to eat your tender grass? I am not interested." Wan Fangcao said mercilessly.

Wang Baoyu laughed and said, "Reporter Wanda thought I was young at this time. After two years, those brothers will be old, and you will know mine will be better." As he said that, he pretended to accidentally put his hand quietly on Wan Fangcao's thigh.

Wan Fangcao didn't take Wang Baoyu's hand away and suddenly asked cunningly: "Director Wang, do you feel comfortable sleeping at night?"

Wang Baoyu didn't know what was sold in Wan Fangcao's gourd, and said in confusion: "It feels so comfortable! What's wrong, do you want to accompany me?"

"Since you are sleeping comfortably, then be your dream of spring and autumn!" Wan Fangcao giggled, and at the same time slapped Wang Baoyu in the hand. Wang Baoyu quickly pulled his hand back.

Looking at the other people on the table, the people who were drinking were busy drinking, the people who were eating vegetables were eating deliciously, and the people who were chatting excitedly. Perhaps because he saw Wang Baoyu talking to Wan Fangcao, no one disturbed them for a while.

"Then tell me why I was secretly happy?" Wang Baoyu asked relentlessly. For some reason, when he thought of Wan Fangcao's body, Wang Baoyu seemed to have eaten twenty-five mice in one bite, and felt like he was scratching his heart with a hundred claws. He always wanted to look at it carefully again, so he began to be honest with Wan Fangcao again.

"Is this within your work scope? Worry about it!" Wan Fangcao said angrily.

Wang Baoyu nodded and said seriously: "I don't fuck other people's hearts, but I really care about yours. I can share some of yours if there is anything wrong!"

Wan Fangcao hesitated for a moment, her face turned slightly red. She also knew Wang Baoyu's scoundrel temper. She said with some embarrassment but without hiding it: "I was thinking just now, would I become a famous reporter in the country because of reporting on the divine stone?"

Wang Baoyu was stunned for a moment, scratched his head, and asked in confusion: "Reporter Wanda, I don't think so, because you are not that kind of person."
Chapter completed!