After school at noon, I asked Wang Qiang to go to the dormitory to bring some wine, and he would bring the money as soon as possible. I also asked for all the remaining money, and I went to the hotel first to wait for the bald old man.
When I arrived at the hotel, I immediately went to the office to find Zhai Guang. After talking for a while, he arranged a private room for me and said, "Where do you, a poor student, get the money? Treat me as my treat to you."
I quickly said: "No, no, I opened a small supermarket by myself and I have enough money to spend!"
I wanted to say a few more words to Zhai Guang, but I was afraid that the old man had already arrived, so I went downstairs and stood at the door waiting for him.
After a while, Wang Qiang came first. He was carrying wine and asked: "Is the old man here?" [
Just as I was talking, I saw the old man waddling over from the glass next to the door. After the old man came in, I exchanged a few words with him, and Wang Qiang also interjected a few words beside me. The atmosphere was very harmonious.
The greeter led us to the private room, the warm air was on, and the old man seemed to be in a good mood. I gave him the menu and asked him to order, but he didn't do anything cruel and ordered some home-cooked dishes.
With Wang Qiang here, I felt a little relieved. The two of us took turns toasting to the old man, and he happily refused. He drank as much as he wanted. In the end, we both got a little too old, but the old man was still cheerful and had nothing to do.
"What a drinker." I gave him a thumbs up.
"I didn't expect that the teacher is good at teaching and is also a hero in wine!" Wang Qiang's words were more tasteful and put the old man in a good mood.
After three rounds of drinking, Zhai Guang suddenly came in and offered a toast. The old man had been teaching here for many years, and he had heard of Zhai Guang’s name. When he saw him coming to toast in person, he was so frightened that he almost fell over. He stood up in a hurry and said, "No."
Do you dare!"
Zhai Guang drank a glass of wine, put his arm around my shoulder and said, "This is my little brother. Teacher, please take more care of me."
"Definitely, definitely." The old man nodded and bowed. It wasn't until Zhai Guang, the fierce god, went out that he sat down and took a breath.
At this point, the old man looked at me differently, and his tone of voice became gentler and gentler. He repeatedly praised the article I published in the school newspaper, but accused Shen Tianyang of having no vision and that he was just a college student with no hair.
I was really flattered and couldn't believe that this was the head teacher who showed off his power in front of me before.