Yang Jun's car was stopped as soon as it drove out of the factory gate.
"Director Yang, my dad invites you to my house for dinner."
Ma Wumei blocked the road.
Today, Ma Wumei is wearing the work uniform of the security department, looking heroic, with a youthful smile on her face.
While working in the workshop during the day, Wang Erwa personally recruited her to the security department and promoted her to the post of chief of the security department.
She was very excited. Not only did she no longer need to wield a sledgehammer, but her salary had also been raised one level. Now he was a ninth-level clerk, with a monthly salary of thirty-three and a half yuan.
What she didn't expect was that when she contradicted the factory director, instead of being blamed, she was promoted to clerk, which made her excited for a long time.
"There's no need to eat. Your promotion into the security department is all the result of your own efforts." Yang Jun looked at Yi Qiushui beside him, knowing that she had been tired for the whole day and wanted to go back and rest early.
"I'm not inviting you to dinner because I'm grateful to you, but because my dad has something to do with you." Ma Wumei was stunned for a moment and quickly explained.
When Yang Jun heard this, he almost fell off the car.
This girl is so tough, can she speak louder than her brain?
Anyway, I promoted you with good intentions, but in the end I said that I didn't invite him to dinner out of gratitude.
"I said, Ma Wumei, can't you just tell a lie or make up a lie? If you say it like this, I will be embarrassed." Yang Jun said with a bitter smile.
"I've been talking like this since I was a child. If you don't like it, then I'll go back to the workshop." Ma Wumei didn't care whether he objected or not, and climbed directly into the car.
Seeing this, Ma Juzi frowned, glanced at Ma Wumei, and then looked back at Yang Jun.
Yang Jun nodded helplessly and motioned to follow her.
Yi Qiushui rolled her eyes, turned her head to the side and ignored him.
After working all day, her whole body was smelling of sweat. She wanted to go home and take a shower to cool off, but she didn't expect to be stopped halfway. She felt so happy.
Ma Juzi followed the route pointed by Ma Wumei and came to the entrance of a courtyard.
This is a sun-shaped courtyard with two courtyards at the front and back, making it look like a wealthy family's home.
When a few people got off the car, they saw seven or eight people standing at the door.
The leader was an old man in his sixties, and behind him were six or seven strong young men in their twenties and thirties.
Yang Jun looked at the old man carefully. He was wearing tight-fitting shorts, a belt around his waist, and his trouser legs were tightly tied. He had a strong back and strong physique. He looked like a martial arts practitioner.
The six people behind him were all dressed in the same way, and they were all practitioners.
Yang Jun frowned when he saw this.
I thought to myself, I’m afraid today’s meal is not that delicious.
When Ma Juzi next to him saw this, he couldn't help but become nervous. He touched the guy on his lower back calmly, and then pressed close to Yang Jun.
The old man looked at Ma Juzi with admiration, and seemed to find that he was a good young man who practiced martial arts, but when he saw Yang Jun next to him.
Baoquando,
"Cangzhou Ma Yuanshan is here to welcome Factory Director Yang."
Upon seeing this, Yang Jun knew that the old man was not hostile, so he stepped forward and stretched out his hand and said,
"Master Ma, I have long admired your name."
Ma Zhanshan was stunned: "Director Yang, have you ever heard of me, Ma Zhanshan?"
When Yang Jun heard this, his head was filled with black lines.
It's just a polite remark, why take it seriously.
However, when he thought that what martial arts practitioners care most about is their own martial ethics, he could only say vaguely,
"Master Ma is eager for justice and loves justice, and everyone in the four or nine cities knows this."
"Okay, that's cool enough. I won't call you Factory Director Yang. If you don't mind, I'll call you Brother Yang."
"I don't dare, I'm trying too hard." Yang Jun quickly said with his hands in hand.
When Ma Zhanshan heard this, his face straightened and he said solemnly,
"Serve the wine!"
A man behind him turned back to the yard and brought a jar of wine and three large porcelain bowls.
Ma Zhanshan slapped open the seal on the wine jar and filled three large porcelain bowls.
With one hand, he said,
"Brother Yang, please!"
As soon as Yang Jun looked at the three porcelain bowls full of wine, his face twitched, making people intimidated.
Let alone three bowls of wine, you can't drink even three bowls of water?
However, he knew that he encountered a problem today.
He remembered that there was such a rule in the world of martial arts, called 'passing wine'.
As the name suggests, 'passing wine' means that if you want to enter this door, you must drink these three bowls of wine. As long as you drink these three bowls of wine, it proves your arrogance and drinking capacity, and you are qualified to become their friend, so
Also called 'friendship wine'.
He originally thought that Ma Zhanshan invited him to dinner, but who knew that he wanted to make friends with him.
He could just walk away.
But he knew he couldn't do that. Let's not talk about whether you have the capacity to drink or whether you can finish the drink. If you turn around and leave, it would be contempt for Ma Zhanshan and the others. It would be looking down on them and thinking that they are not worthy of making friends with him.
If he really left, from now on, Ma Zhanshan and his master and disciples would all be offended.
As the saying goes, many friends lead to many paths, so he decided to drink today's 'passing wine'.
Yang Jun reached out and took the bowl of wine, holding it in both hands.
Smelling the strong aroma of wine, Yang Jun secretly thought, good wine.
However, this bowl of wine weighs at least two kilograms. No matter how good the wine is, it is only the amount of one bowl.
Yi Qiushui quietly tugged at the corner of his clothes from behind, as if to make him stop drinking.
Seeing this, Ma Juzi quickly shook his head at her.
Ma Juzi knew some of the rules on the road, and knew that no one could help Yang Jun at this time, not even Yi Qiushui. If Yang Jun put down his wine bowl at this time, those people would look down on men who are controlled by women even more.
Yang Jun's eyelids jumped as he looked at a large porcelain bowl of white wine.
To be honest, the wine tasted so good that he couldn't help but want to take a few sips.
He also knew that if he really drank these three bowls of wine, he would be able to stand still and argue.
Fortunately, he has space to assist.
Yang Jun held his breath and drank heavily from the bowl.
It seems that the wine is drunk in the stomach, but in fact it is all poured into the space.
After finishing the bowl of wine, he went to get the second bowl of wine.
Then comes the last bowl of wine.
I drank three bowls of wine together without even burping.
"Okay, brother Yang, I have a good drinker." Ma Zhanshan couldn't help but shout, stroking his palms.
"Bold!"
Several of Ma Zhanshan's disciples couldn't help but give a thumbs up.
Yang Jun's operation also shocked Ma Juzi and Yi Qiushui.
On weekdays, Yang Jun doesn't drink at all at home. Even if there is an occasion, he just drinks it and puts it down.
Unexpectedly, they saw Yang Jun's drinking capacity today.
The key is that after he finished drinking, he didn't blush or breath. He stood there smiling and looking at everyone like a normal person.
Ma Zhanshan walked over boldly and took Yang Jun's arm and said,
"Brother Yang, you are so courageous. In so many years, you are the second person I have seen to finish three bowls of wine. Ma admires you."
"No, I've regressed." Yang Jun waved his hands modestly and said, "In the past, in the army, I could drink three jars of this kind of wine."
As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at each other in shock.
No one knew whether he was telling the truth or bragging.
However, everyone seemed to believe what he said after seeing that he still looked calm after drinking three bowls.
"Brother Yang, please come inside."
With a smile on his face, Ma Zhanshan led the way with one hand and immediately led the way.
Yang Jun was humble and followed behind.
When passing by the front yard, there are martial arts equipment everywhere in the yard.
There are sandbags, grabbing stones, plum blossom stakes... and two rows of weapon racks next to them, with various weapons on them.
At first glance, you can tell that Ma Zhanshan often practices martial arts.
This house is quite large, with nearly twenty houses in the front and back yards. I don’t know how the family kept the house in the first place.
Ma Zhanshan led them to the main room in the backyard, where there was a banquet table.
The banquet was quite sumptuous, with meat and vegetables, as well as roast duck from Quanjude, more than a dozen dishes of various sizes, and the same wine jar as before was placed on the table.
"Brother Yang, please!"
Ma Zhanshan moved Yang Jun to a position slightly to the left of the main seat, and then he sat down in a position slightly to the right of the main seat.
After Ma Zhanshan sat down, he winked at Ma Wumei.
Then, Ma Wumei led Yi Qiushui to a nearby room for dinner.
It can be seen from the series of actions just now.
Ma Zhanshan is a very particular person. Judging from the seats, Yang Jun and I each occupy a corner of the main seat, which means that the two of us have an equal relationship.
If it were in someone else's house, the host would definitely sit in the main seat and the guests would sit in the side seats. However, he put Yang Jun in the same position as him. It was obvious that he valued Yang Jun very much.
"Brother Yang, I'm inviting you here today. Firstly, I want to thank you for promoting my girl, but I also want to make you a friend and have a discussion with you."
When Yang Jun heard this, his eyelids jumped.
The Ma family's father and daughter are both martial arts enthusiasts. It's true that they want to make friends, and they probably want to compete with him.
However, if he can serve himself a "passenger drink", it means that others think highly of him.
Moreover, for this banquet table, a lot of thought was probably put into it.
"Master Ma, you're too polite. With my little three-legged cat skills, I don't dare to do anything in front of you." Yang Jun said humbly.
"Brother Yang, you are too humble." Ma Zhanshan straightened his face when he heard this, and said solemnly: "I brought Wu Mei out with my own hands. I know her level well, and you can easily defeat her.
It shows that you have real skills."
"I don't know, Brother Yang, your master is..."
When Yang Jun heard this, he shook his head and said with a smile: "Master Ma, I don't have a master. I learned all my skills in the army."
"You went to school in the army?" Ma Zhanshan frowned and looked unbelieving.
Several of his disciples also looked unbelieving.
"Master Ma, I won't lie to you, I really have never recognized the master." Seeing that he didn't believe him, Yang Jun had no choice but to explain.
Ma Zhanshan said nothing, thinking deeply.
After a while, he suddenly stood up from his seat, clasped his hands in fists and said,
"Brother Yang, I wonder if you are drunk now?"
"I'm not drunk, this little wine is just a smell." Yang Jun said without thinking.
"If you don't mind, brother, Ma would like to ask you for two tips."
When Yang Jun heard this, he immediately understood.
It turns out that when people asked him if he was drunk, they actually wanted to ask if he could still compete. If he was drunk, he could ask for advice another day.
However, it can also be seen that Master Ma has a bright heart and does not want to take advantage of others' danger.
Yang Jun knew that he couldn't escape. Even if he pretended to be drunk and hid away today, people would come to ask for advice another day.
He smiled, stood up, and raised his hand with one hand.
"Master Ma, please!"
Several people came to the front yard again, and even Yi Qiushui and Ma Wumei, who were eating next door, came over.
Ma Zhanshan took off his coat and put it on the weapon rack, revealing the meaty muscles underneath.
He didn't ask for help, but ended up doing it himself.
The reason why he didn't let his apprentice die was entirely out of respect for Yang Jun.
