The more rebellious and rebellious Zhang Yiji was over there, the happier Tang Lin was, and he even admired her a little in his heart. The tiger girl in the general sect really has style, well done!
Zhang Jia hung up the phone with a gloomy look on his face, and quickly returned to the dining table, "When this child grows up, he will be his, and he can't help himself when he grows up. It really makes sense!"
Tang Lin was very calm. He couldn't have too many expressions on his face or show gloating. He sat across from him calmly and quietly without any specific response.
Zhang Zha had no intention of drinking any more, but was provoked by his youngest and poured another glass of liquor. Tang Lin noticed that the liquor Zhang Zha drank was not Moutai Wuliangye or something like that. It was medicinal wine made in a special glass vessel. Tang Lin said:
I don’t know much about medicinal wine, but judging from my appearance and family background, I’m sure there must be some good stuff in it.
But Zhang Jia still didn't ask Tang Lin to drink with him, and was still relatively restrained. Tang Lin had to speak at this time, always trying to comfort a strong father who had just been contradicted by his daughter.
"Haha, there's no need to be angry, old director. Maybe the youngest will fly back by then. And I heard that the tuition and living expenses for the youngest's study abroad are from the special special scholarship she received. She also works as a part-time student to teach Chinese there.
, the old director should laugh out loud in his dreams about having a daughter like this, right?"
He opened his hand and took a sip of medicinal wine, and sighed, "It's all my fault for doting on the youngest. But speaking of the youngest, I haven't had to worry about it since I was a child. Whether it's study or life, everything is fine.
Like this. She has such a bad temper that she confronts me at the critical moment, which makes me, a father, stunned for a while. I was so angry that I even threw a wine glass. But it didn't work, she still went her own way... Actually
...I've long wanted to call her to test it out, but I'm...a little worried that this girl wants to stay there and won't come back...To be honest, I can't accept this..."
Tang Lin was stunned. It seemed that he had misunderstood. He didn't open his jaw just to turn him into his third son-in-law. Tang Lin looked quietly at the strong man who suddenly looked disappointed, "I
I can't say, it depends on how we understand each other, but the old director's eldest daughter and second daughter are with him, and two very excellent sons-in-law are also with him, plus two granddaughters, how should I put it, I think this counts
Let’s enjoy family happiness.”
He opened his jaw but was not happy at all. Instead, the loneliness on his face became more intense. He raised his head to drink again and gently put down the glass, "How about you have a couple of drinks with me? Driving after drinking is not a big deal in this village. You
No problem!" Zhang Ya finally invited Tang Lin to drink with him. Tang Lin paused. He had to go to Zhongqiang Copper Mine to attend a safety meeting in the afternoon, and he smelled bad of alcohol. But now it was he and Zhang Ya who changed
It was a perfect opportunity to get close, because once he started drinking, the conversation would open up, and he believed that his trip would be worthwhile.
So he simply raised his hand and took off his coat, then patted his bulging belly, "Then I will drink some, but I can't drink too much depending on the condition of my stomach, haha."
Zhang Zhi immediately stood up and personally brought him a wine glass and poured the wine himself. The wine was not the medicinal wine that Zhang Zhi drank himself, but the authentic 30-year-old Moutai.
While pouring the wine, he explained, "My medicinal wine was specially prepared by an old Chinese medicine practitioner. I am very cold, so you can't drink it. You should drink Maotai. It's 30 years old and I hid it myself. It must be real, haha."
What Tang Lin didn't know was that Fei Qiang only drank Jian Nanchun when he first came to Zhang Jia's house, and Chang Shilin only drank Luzhou Laojiao when he first came to Zhang Jia. He drank Zhang Jia's wine that he had stored for 30 years on his first visit.
The old Maotai was definitely treated very special. Tang Lin didn't feel anything at the time, because he was from a grassroots background. He now thinks that people with open jaws are rich, and they only entertain guests with Maotai that has been around for 20 or 30 years. Only then does he appear to have status.
no?
Tanglin has never drunk Maotai in the past 30 years. He has smoked a lot of good cigarettes with the help of mosquitoes and others, but he has never drunk much good wine. So now that he has drunk it, Maotai in 30 years has given him the greatest feeling.
It's fragrant, cottony, and thick. Fragrant is the aroma of naturally stored grains. Mian means continuous and powerful, but not overpowering. Thick means sticky, silky smooth. You can't drink it cleanly even if you take a small sip, and the remaining wine is
It will flow back like a waterfall along the edge of the cup. It feels very strange and strange the moment you put the cup on.
He couldn't help but praise, "Well, it is indeed a good wine." He was not good at praising anything vigorously, so he only said these five words about 30-year-old Moutai.
Zhang Jia continued to drink his medicinal wine, drinking faster than before. He didn't need Tang Lin to persuade him to drink, nor did he persuade Tang Lin to drink. Wine is like character. China has been a country for five thousand years, and the wine table culture is even more extensive and profound.
. Good wine is only available when friends come. No matter how sumptuous a meal is, it will be incomplete without wine or liquor. No matter how simple the dish is, there is liquor, even if it is bought loose from the roadside for 5 yuan a pound.
Wine is also a banquet.
This is tradition and the essence of culture. Zhang Jia does not persuade people to drink, and Tang Lin does not persuade people to drink. He does not know or is not good at persuading people to drink. He only knows how to drink. And since he has completely walked away from the ego of quitting smoking, drinking and women some time ago.
After taking the poisonous oath, Tang Lin has become calmer, more rational, deep and restrained.
He would never drive while drinking. Before drinking, he had already sent a text message to Liang Shuang, asking her to pick him up at an approximate time and go to Zhongqiang Copper Mine together. He would rather let Liang Shuang pick him up than say hello to Fatty Deng. He
I don’t want to get too familiar with Fatty Deng, unless Fatty Deng really realizes the mystery and follows him.
He, Tang Lin, is not a big shot, but he, Tang Lin, is by no means a small person now, let alone a simple person. So many people want him dead, so many people want to bring him down, so what? He is still struggling with confidence.
First line?
Zhang Jia finally started to talk about the bombing, "The bombing is not a good thing for Zhongzhou, Nanhe Province, and Zhongqiang Village, so both the province, the city, and the village hope that this incident will be over as soon as possible. The suspect was arrested and the case was over.
Only then can everything start again, only then can everything continue, you should understand this!"
Sure enough, as soon as Zhang Jia opened his mouth, it was clear that he had unusual insights and heights, and was a complete thinker of the overall situation. This kind of perspective was even enough to hold the position of a major leader in the province. Tang Lin suddenly felt that Zhang Jia had stepped down from the front line to become the shadow village chief at this age.
It's a pity, because every village has an old man like a treasure. Over the years, Zhang Zha has established a network of personal relationships and interests in the provinces, cities and towns that cannot be compared to the recent strong Fang Datong.
It's just that Fang Datong is very energetic, and he does things decisively and decisively, which makes people have to sigh with emotion at the impact of his youth. Opening his jaw is a completely different realm. He sees higher and farther, so he doesn't face Fang Datong head-on.
During the confrontation, Tang Lin suddenly realized another problem. Perhaps no one knew Fang Datong better than Zhang Jia, because he was the one who brought Fang Datong out.
Just like the original legend, when a cat acts as a tiger's master, he must have enough backup plans to prepare for unexpected events. During the interplay of drinking and drinking, the image of the open jaw becomes more full and three-dimensional.
But Tang Lin definitely wanted to express his point of view, "The old director is right, and his vision is high. But, speaking specifically, I am particularly worried about something, and I'm afraid you are too, old director. There are some special things in Zhongqiang Village.
Cancer, and this explosion case is just the beginning of a toxic outbreak. The old director has probably seen too many consequences for people like them in the end. And what we want this time is not just the arrest of relevant criminal suspects!"
"The truth, what we want this time is the truth. Of course the case can end like this, and it should end like this, because this is the overall situation, but can it really end behind the scenes? You must know the things I know, old director, I don't
You also know that this is the real purpose of my sudden and abrupt visit today!"