The man is about fifty, of medium height, but with three flowers on his head, he is very strong.
"How could Su Ding'an know such a powerful master?"
Qin Shiming murmured in his heart, but followed Su Ding'an into the private room without changing his expression.
"Lao Gao, Lao Peng, let me introduce to you two, this is my son-in-law."
Su Dingan drank a lot of wine and his tongue was a little knotted, but he couldn't hide his excitement. In his heart, he 100% approved of Qin Shiming.
"Hello, uncle Gao, hello uncle Peng, junior Qin Shiming, I have met these two uncles."
Seeing cigarettes on the table, Qin Shiming quickly offered them.
"Young man is very energetic, can you drink?"
Lao Gao, Gao Yuan, like Su Ding'an, is a section chief within the system. His salary is not high, but he lives a very prosperous life. He has a big belly, is chubby and has a rich appearance.
"I can drink some."
Qin Shiming smiled and sat down.
"It's good if you can drink. Your father-in-law can't drink. He's already blushing after just two bottles. Don't even think about running away if I meet you. Come and have a few drinks with me and Lao Peng."
Gao Yuan's eyes lit up when he heard that he could drink.
Gao Yuan is not a womanizer or greedy for power, but he only likes drinking.
Let's put it this way, as long as the wine touches the tongue, it is clear what year, how much alcohol and what brand. It is called the god of wine.
"Okay, it's a great honor for me to accompany my two uncles for dinner and drinks. In the future, Tingqiu and I will have to invite our two uncles to hold the show."
Qin Shiming is not polite. Since he is an old classmate and old friend of his father-in-law, as a junior, Qin Shiming has a very low profile. In addition, Kong Tingqiu has previously told him not to let Su Ding'an drink too much and be unable to return home. That would be troublesome.
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"Hey, Lao Su, your son-in-law is very good at talking."
Gao Yuan laughed even more when he heard this, and while pouring wine for Qin Shiming, he asked: "What kind of job does the young man do? It's amazing that he can date Lao Su's precious daughter."
"Uncle Gao, I am making you laugh. I work as a sales manager in a company. I run a small business with my friends. I don't have any big skills."
Qin Shiming smiled modestly, but his eyes intentionally or unintentionally glanced at the man named Peng next to him.
"Okay, okay, come on, let's go first to moisten our throats?" Gao Yuan smiled and picked up the wine glass.
A two-liang cup, a full cup, the aroma of wine overflows.
"I happen to be a little thirsty. I respect you, uncle."
After saying that, Qin Shiming picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.
“Good drinker.”
Gao Yuan's eyes became brighter and he followed suit.
Here, Qin Shiming took the wine bottle, filled it with Gao Yuan, and then added some wine to the man named Peng's wine glass. Although there was wine in the glass, this was the rule.
After filling himself up, Qin Shiming picked up the wine glass and said to the man named Peng: "Uncle Peng, this is the first time we meet, I would like to propose a toast to you, and please take care of me in the future."
Qin Shiming took a sip as usual. Maotai's wine sauce has a very strong fragrance. It enters the throat smoothly and softly. When he opens his mouth, he makes a "smash" sound, leaving a fragrant aroma in his mouth.
"Easy to say."
The man named Peng didn't talk much, but he still smiled and drank the wine.
"Shiming, your Uncle Peng is doing business in Kyoto. Get close to your Uncle Peng. When you marry Tingqiu in the future, let him be more accommodating, haha."
Gao Yuan on the side joked.
"Don't listen to this fat guy's nonsense. If you come to Kyoto to play, please contact me anytime. My uncle will treat you to a drink." The man named Peng rolled his eyes at Gao Yuan and handed over a business card.
Peng Shan, Chairman of Pengjiawan Resort in Kyoto.
Kyoto? Peng family?
Qin Shiming was not impressed, but he still took the business card and expressed his gratitude.
"Hahaha."
Gao Yuan laughed loudly, picked up the bottle and wanted to pour it again, not wanting to be held down by Qin Shiming.
"Xiao Qin, what do you mean?"
Gao Yuan frowned.
"Uncle Gao, I'm afraid you can't drink anymore." Qin Shiming frowned and carefully observed Gao Yuan's complexion. It was obvious that he had alcoholic liver disease. If he drank any more, he would die on the wine table.
For Qin Shiming, wine is not a good thing. He can drink it because he has never been drunk at all. People who have never been drunk only think of wine as plain water, so how can they be addicted?
But Gao Yuan is different. His liver and kidneys have been completely eroded and paralyzed by alcohol. If this continues, the person may not die immediately, but he will definitely become a "waste".
It's like taking an anesthetic.
Why is there an anesthesiologist sitting next to me in the operating room? The anesthesiologist usually wears sandals and plays with his mobile phone like a renter. He looks extremely leisurely and relaxed.
The reason is simple. If he starts to panic, the person on the operating table is almost there.
"Xiao Qin, are you trying to make me unhappy?"
Gao Yuan's face suddenly sank, and he knocked the wine bottle heavily on the table. If it wasn't for Su Ding'an's sake, Gao Yuan would have kicked him out.
Without drinking, what would life be like?
Wine is Gao Yuan’s life!
Pengshan and Su Ding'an also looked at Qin Shiming curiously, he was drinking well, why not let him drink?
Too drunk? Have you given up?
"No, I want you to live a little longer, Uncle Gao. At least, don't die at the wine table." Qin Shiming was now 100% sure that Gao Yuan was ill.
Alcoholic liver disease is just one of them. There are other diseases, such as three highs. In addition, Gao Yuan's hands are slightly trembling, which shows that alcohol has seriously invaded the nerves.
"You cursed me, didn't you?"
Gao Yuan was so angry that he slammed the table, "Old Su, is your son-in-law too unreasonable..."
"Uncle Gao, you have alcoholic liver disease. I don't think you don't know about it, right? And if I'm not wrong, you saved up for today's drinking party just to be with your old classmates before you die.
Friends, let’s have a good drink, right?”
As soon as he entered the door, Qin Shiming found Gao Yuan sitting in the host and guest position. Considering the nature of Gao Yuan's work and position, it was impossible for him to be unaware of his physical condition.
When old classmates and old friends meet, they can reminisce about old times or say their final goodbyes.
"Lao Gao, are you sick? You have alcoholic liver disease, and you still invite us to drink?"
Su Ding'an's expression changed drastically when he heard this.
"..."
Pengshan didn't speak. After he keenly caught the change in the expression on Gao Yuan's face, he focused more on Qin Shiming.
How did he know that Gao Yuan was sick?
In addition to the sales manager, isn't he also a doctor?
"Boy, are you a doctor?"
Gao Yuan stared at Qin Shiming with squinted eyes. There was no longer the smiling Maitreya Buddha expression before, and there was a hint of helplessness and bitterness on his fat and greasy face.
"Yes, Chinese medicine."
Qin Shiming nodded and put the wine bottle aside. This wine was definitely no longer drinkable.
"Lao Gao, are you really sick?" Pengshan asked.
Su Ding'an also cast his eyes over, waiting for the answer.
"Yes, I'm sick, and I'm not going to live for long. I'll live for half a year at most and three months at least." Gao Yuan took a deep look at Qin Shiming, took a breath and said, "Just like what Xiao Qin said, this
I insist on inviting you to get together once, so I treat it as seeing you for the last time and saying goodbye to you two old classmates."
Su Ding'an turned his head and glanced at Qin Shiming with a complicated expression.
Every time I eat or drink with this kid, nothing good happens. Before, my old father Su Changping also fell ill and left. Now it's my old classmate's turn.
But, the ability is really there!
You can tell someone is sick just by looking at the cup, it's terrible!