After a group of people entered the house, Du San stepped forward to guide them and led them to the seat they had reserved in advance to sit down. After ordering the food, they chatted while waiting. Not long after, the waiter, who had been stuffed with money by Du San, took the food.
Several dishes arrived.
They are crab crab, mustard duck, dried salted duck, and battered fish fillets. They are not big dishes, but they go well with wine.
When Chu Heng saw the appetizers coming, he turned to Du San and ordered: "Pour the wine, let's drink first."
"well!"
Du San hurriedly took out two bottles of Kuaijishan brand rice wine from the bag placed under the table. After opening it, he poured wine for them and explained: "Our Master Chu knows that Master Yao is from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, so we are afraid that you will not be able to drink it."
I was specially asked to buy two bottles of rice wine for you."
Mr. Yao looked at the orange-yellow wine in the glass and felt the smell of his hometown coming to his face. He immediately felt more intimate. He raised his head and took a deep look at the long-famous local snake in Sijiu City opposite him. Just this
A small detail, but it greatly increased her affection for him.
No wonder the people in Sijiu City respect him so much. In terms of his conduct as a person and his work, it is really impossible to find fault with him!
It’s just that I’m a little too narrow-minded and my methods are a little harsh…
With a sigh in his heart, Mr. Yao picked up the wine glass and said seriously: "Come, Mr. Chu, have a drink. I respect you for this glass. The people under my command are ignorant and disturbed you. I will apologize to you on their behalf!"
Chu Heng did not move, but pressed his hand on the cup. His face was half displeased, but half smiling: "Tsk, Master Yao, if you say that, then I can't drink this wine. It's all because of my subordinates."
That’s all, and besides, they didn’t really do anything, and they didn’t do anything to me, so how can they apologize?”
"You have a dishonest reputation as a wine toaster, and your words are dishonest!"
When Mr. Yao heard this, he quickly apologized and said with a smile: "Okay, I said the wrong thing, then I will punish myself with a drink!"
"You can have this!"
"Then I did it!"
"Master Yao has a great capacity for drinking!"
"I don't dare mention my drinking ability in front of you. Your name as King of the Sea is very popular in my ears."
"No, it's all my friends who are making fun of me. I only have an average drinking capacity. Come on, come on, drink!"
"I respect you again!"
"What's your name?"
"I don't have a name, so I just want to propose a toast to you."
"Then I'll drink!"
Chu Heng then picked up the wine glass, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp. After that, several people exchanged glasses and exchanged glasses. During the dinner, they talked, laughed, and exchanged business information. It could be said that they were brothers and sisters, respectful and harmonious.
This went on for a while.
Young Master Yao, who had already drank more than a kilogram of wine and was a little dizzy, looked at Chu Heng who had no expression on his face and almost cursed in his heart.
What about the promised average?
Why does it feel like he can drink another pound without any problem?
Mr. Yao, who knew how much he weighed, didn't dare to drink anymore. He was afraid that if he drank any more, he wouldn't be able to talk. So he gently pushed the wine glass in front of him to the side, took out the cigarette and smoked it, and then pulled it.
He said to Chu Heng with a somewhat stiff tongue: "Master Chu, in fact, I came here today. In addition to apologizing to you, I also have a major matter to discuss with you."
Coming!
Chu Heng squinted his eyes and looked up at the other party: "Oh? What's the big deal?"
He has been observing Mr. Yao since they first met. From the beginning, he kept complimenting him, put a high hat on him, and kept his posture very low. From time to time, he showed a look that he was hesitant to speak.
His appearance was not like a simple apology or friendship, but rather similar to those who came to him for business.
So he guessed that this guy might have something going on.
"I can't say what exactly it is yet."
Mr. Yao had a mysterious face and vowed: "But please believe me, if it really comes to pass, it will be of great benefit to you and me!"
Chu Heng was unmoved when he heard this, but his face showed interest and asked: "Then what do you want me to do?"
"You don't have to do anything, just lend me some people." Mr. Yao looked at him expectantly.
Chu Heng stared at the other party quietly. He had roughly guessed what his grandson wanted to do. A coldness flashed in his eyes, and then he said with a smile: "No problem, tell me, how many people are needed?"
Mr. Yao, who had prepared a lot of words, did not expect that he would agree so happily. He was suddenly surprised and said quickly: "Of course, the more, the better!"
"Then you can discuss this matter with Du San later." Chu Heng turned to Du San and ordered: "You fully cooperate with Master Yao."
"Okay." Du San nodded and gave him a strange look.
"Thank you, Mr. Chu, for your trust." Seeing that the matter was settled so easily, Mr. Yao excitedly filled himself up with wine, picked up the glass and said, "I'd like to propose a toast to you!"
"Dry!"
Chu Heng clinked the glass with him, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp, then wiped his mouth and glanced at the empty wine bottle, frowning and said: "Why is there no wine? Hurry up and get ten more bottles. Today I want to talk to Master Yao
Have a good drink!”
"No, no, no!"
When Mr. Yao heard that he wanted ten bottles, his face turned pale with fright, and he waved his hands hurriedly: "I can't drink anymore. I really can't drink anymore. Can we drink it another day? Master Chu."
"No face?"
Chu Heng's face suddenly drooped, he glanced at him sideways, and said with a hint of drunkenness in his tone: "Yao Master, you asked me for something, but I agreed without even asking. Why do you still have to deal with such a trivial matter?"
What about the pushover? Looking down on me?"
Is this a trivial matter?
Ten bottles!
Doesn’t this cost my life?
"No, no, I don't mean that." Mr. Yao smiled bitterly and looked at him who looked unhappy. He was worried that the matter that had just been negotiated would be blown away in an instant, so he could only bite the bullet and said: "Then I will risk my life to accompany you today.
!”
"That's right!"
A smile appeared on Chu Heng's face again, and he waved his hand to Du San to get the wine.
Not for a while.
Ten bottles of Niulanshan Erguotou were all placed on the table. Not to mention Mr. Yao, even the hotel waiters felt their scalps go numb after seeing it.
Isn't this supposed to kill people?
"Drink! I am happy to meet Mr. Yao today, and we must have a great time!"
But Chu Heng didn't care so much, he unscrewed the cap of the bottle and poured it down one cup at a time, even as fast as he could fill a mouse hole!
Unexpectedly, in the end, he didn't even use the five bottles of wine, and Mr. Yao was drunk to death by him. He lay on the ground and sprayed wine.
"It's boring! From now on you can only drink with dogs at the same table!"
Chu Heng, whose expression remained unchanged, curled his lips in disgust, stepped forward to lift the man up, and helped him out of the hotel with Mr. Yao's men.
After watching a few people leave outside the door.
Chu Heng, who was still smiling at first, suddenly turned cold and ordered Du San: "Go and find some trustworthy people. In the past few days, I will give the grandson named Yao a slap in the face and make him sleep in bed for at least half a year."
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"clear."
Du San grinned. He had just wondered why Mr. Chu, who had always been unwilling to get involved in those things, agreed so readily. He was just waiting here.
"By the way, remember to say a few words in the accent of the foreigners who want to deal with me when you do it."
