Anyone who has drank wine knows that the most taboo thing about foreign wine is to drink it in a sip, because it has a lot of stamina.
If you drink three ounces of foreign wine in one sip, even a person who can drink even half a kilo will feel dizzy.
Xiaoyu felt that he was a little drifting, but he seemed to be conscious again. The sound in the bar no longer sounded so harsh, but instead made people feel excited.
At this time, a fat man came over, sat next to Xiaoyu, then picked up the wine glass and said, "I heard from Shitou that you have to leave first. Come, let's have a drink. I haven't seen you for a long time. It seems that I haven't seen you since you
It’s been four or five years since I went abroad.”
At this time, Xiaoyu was already floating. After listening to the fat man's words, Xiaoyu nodded and said, "It's been several years. Come, have a drink. I'll have another drink before I leave!"
"Come on, come on, I'll pour you some wine."
The stone on the side filled the little fish's cup, and the fat man also poured a full cup.
The fat man drank the wine in one gulp. Xiaoyu hesitated, pinched his nose, and drank the wine too.
After drinking this glass of wine, a surge of energy went straight to Xiaoyu's head, making the eyes of Xiaoyu, who was already a little confused, suddenly blurred.
"Come on, let's dance."
The stone on the side grabbed the little fish's arm.
Xiaoyu instinctively didn't want to go, but for some reason, he seemed to be excited, so he was involuntarily taken up and walked to the dance floor.
At this moment, a somewhat familiar man appeared in front of Xiaoyu.
"coincidence."
Zhao Gangjun looked at Xiaoyu, who was obviously seven or eight points drunk in front of him, and said with a smile.
"Who are you…"
Xiaoyu frowned, thought for a moment, and said, "I remember, are you the playboy?"
"Forehead…"
Zhao Gangjun touched his nose awkwardly and said, "Actually, if you don't mind, you can call me Brother Gangjun."
"Tch, you are younger than me, so why should I call you brother? You are just as good as calling me sister Xiaoyu."
Xiaoyu said and suddenly burped.
"Are you drunk?" Zhao Gangjun asked.
"No, I'm drunk. I'm just a little dizzy. Alas, I have to go home."
Xiaoyu said, freeing his hand from the stone's grasp, and was about to walk out.
As a result, one of my feet was unsteady and I stumbled a bit.
Zhao Gangjun quickly supported her.
"My dad said you are a bad person, don't touch me." Xiaoyu shook off Zhao Gangjun's hand.
"It seems you are really drunk."
Zhao Gangjun shook his head helplessly and said, "It's not good to get drunk in a bar. Let's do this. I'll take you back."
"No, I have my own bicycle." Xiaoyu's voice became increasingly blurry, and it seemed that he was drunk.
"Brother, we are high school classmates, I can just send her back."
Shitou said to Zhao Gangjun with an unkind expression.
"High school classmates? It's okay. I'll see you off together."
Zhao Gangjun said with a smile, "I just happened to drive here."
"Isn't it great to drive? We can just ride a bike."
Shitou gave Zhao Gangjun a warning look, then walked a few steps to Xiaoyu, put an arm around Xiaoyu's waist, and then the two of them walked out of the bar.
Zhao Gangjun originally thought that he shouldn't meddle in other people's business. After all, even if a girl who went out to play was drunk and was taken away, she deserved it. However, he had just eaten at someone else's house today, and he was accused of being a bad guy.
Hat, if you just sit back and do nothing now, wouldn’t you be establishing your reputation as a bad guy?
After instructing his men to take good care of Mohammed and Lin Xin and Meng Qing upstairs, Zhao Gangjun also walked out of the Butterfly Club.
Outside the bar is a long road with no people around. There is a forest on the side of the road. These trees were planted by people in order to create a good atmosphere.
Zhao Gangjun looked around and saw that the stone had already hugged the little fish and walked to a tree.
The little fish was leaning against the tree, with his eyes closed, as if he was about to fall asleep. The stone stood facing the little fish, then held the little fish's waist with both hands, and leaned forward, as if he wanted to kiss it.
.
Zhao Gangjun casually picked up a stone nearby and threw it over.
Hit the stone right in the head.
Shitou screamed and fell to the ground.
Zhao Gangjun stepped forward, held the crumbling little fish with one hand, stepped on the stone with one foot, and said, "Although I am not opposed to getting a woman drunk and taking her away, but you still have to take me away in front of me."
If your friend leaves, it's your fault."
"I'm a fool." Shitou cursed, and Zhao Gangjun smiled, raised his foot and stepped on it, breaking Shitou's hand, then turned around and walked towards the parking lot with Xiaoyu in his arms.
This little fish seemed to be really drunk. She didn't react at all until Zhao Gangjun helped him into the car.
Zhao Gangjun shook his head helplessly and asked the driver to take him and Xiaoyu back to Xiaoyu's home.
As a result, the lights in Xiaoyu's house were dim and no one was there.
Zhao Gangjun was even more helpless now. Looking at Xiaoyu who was as drunk as mud, Zhao Gangjun directly carried her on his back and climbed over the courtyard wall.
"Where is your room?"
Zhao Gangrong pinched Xiaoyu's face and asked.
"Don't do it, it hurts."
Xiaoyu muttered dissatisfiedly, and then said, "On the second floor."
Zhao Gangjun nodded, carried Xiaoyu on his back and grabbed the water pipe on the side, went up to the second floor, and then climbed into Xiaoyu's room through the window.
Throwing Xiao Yu on the bed, looking at the dizzy person on the bed, Zhao Gangjun smiled helplessly, and then left Xiao Yu's room directly from the second floor.
When they returned to the bar, Mohammed had already hooked up with Yingyu and left the bar. Xiaoya was obviously interested in Zhao Gangjun and stayed there waiting for Zhao Gangjun. Unfortunately, Zhao Gangjun took Lin Xin with him at night, and he was interested in **
*There is no love in this kind of thing, so Xiaoya is destined to sleep alone at night.
"Didn't you say you wanted to talk about something?"
Lin Xin asked with a frown on her way home.
"Things need to be discussed, but it's not the right time."
Zhao Gangjun said, "Before talking about things, talk about favors first. For someone like Mohammed, if he feels comfortable serving him, then things will be easier to talk about."
"Then call me when we talk about things."
Lin Xin said.
"Okay, I'm at your house. Do you want to invite me up to make a cup of tea?" Zhao Gangjun said with a lewd smile.
"If you want to come up, come up yourself."
Lin Xin opened the door and stepped out of the car.
Zhao Gangjun smiled and did not follow. Instead, he asked the driver to take him and Meng Qing to a hotel for the night.
Early the next morning, Mohammed called Zhao Gangjun and asked him to come out for breakfast.
Zhao Gangjun went happily.
When they arrived at the agreed place, Zhao Gangjun saw Mohammed with a cheerful face.
Zhao Gangjun felt happy and could start talking about things.