The gala dinner ended at half past ten in the evening.

As the actor who came out halfway through this dinner, Song Zhichao's father Song Haiming was already a little drunk.

Wuliangye is really a good wine.

Song Haiming had never drunk such a good wine for most of his life--- drank a lot, but he was only slightly drunk.

As a distinguished guest from Russia, Chekov treated Song Haiming with courtesy throughout the dinner, at first, Song Haiming still felt a little uncomfortable, drank too much wine, and let go, but felt that it was really cool to be respected, respected, and touted.

Fang Guoqing is also an old man in the officialdom, and he is also very accurate for this kind of occasion, so when he toasted, he was also in place, giving Song Haiming enough face, praising him as a working person who maintained his true colors, and said that he gave birth to a good son for Nandu, down-to-earth, hard-working, and knew how to serve the country and the people.

After wearing so many tall hats, Song Haiming was even more fluttering.

Zhao Tiezhu is a capable person, and he knew that he had offended Song Haiming before, so after apologizing very sincerely, he began to pretend to be low-key throughout the banquet, trying not to be outstanding, but left the entire limelight to Song Haiming and others. It was obvious that he did this, and it had an effect, at least it made Song Zhichao's hidden anger dissipate a lot. It can be regarded as an escape.

After the banquet, Zhao Tiezhu wanted to send Song Zhichao's father and son back, but Song Zhichao refused. Helpless, Zhao Tiezhu could only salivate and send Fang Guoqing back.

Fang Guoqing asked for a Santana, and left the special car he was riding --- a red Mercedes-Benz sedan to Song Zhichao and his son, so that they could take the car back.

Song Haiming said that he was riding a bicycle.

So, Fang Guoqing gave Zhao Tiezhu a look, and Zhao Tiezhu immediately instructed his secretary Xiao Wang to help ride Song Haiming's manager Song's bicycle back.

Immediately, the two groups of people took their own cars and left.

Behind the car, the secretary Xiao Wang rode the 28 flying pigeon in the cold night, against the cold wind, and stepped on the pedal with difficulty.

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Red Mercedes Benz sedan interior ---

Song Haiming sat in the back, turned his head to look at Xiao Wang, the secretary who was chasing after the car and pedaling wildly, and said worriedly: "Can he catch up?"

Song Zhichao didn't look at it, and said, "He scolded you, are you still worried about him?"

"I'm worried about my car. Song Haiming turned his face and spat out a mouthful of wine.

Song Zhichao glanced at Song Haiming, Song Haiming's old face flushed, "Okay, I'm worried about him--- after all, he is also a person, he is still a young man, and it is inevitable for young people to make mistakes." ”

Song Zhichao scoffed at his father Song Haiming's idea of being a good man, and instead said to the driver in front of him: "Speed up!"

The driver smiled knowingly, glanced at the unlucky Xiao Wang from the rearview mirror, increased the accelerator, and galloped away.

Behind the car, Xiao Wang, the secretary who was sweating profusely and pedaling the bicycle, didn't expect the car in front of him to suddenly accelerate and run, he gritted his teeth, held his strength, and pedaled a few times, but he really had no strength, and the whole person got off the car and was directly paralyzed on the ground.

It's black, it's still so cold, I don't know where the Song family is, how can I send this car back?

Secretary Xiao Wang squatted on the ground, panting, looking at the 28 flying pigeon, Zhao Tiezhu's order sounded in his heart, "You must send the car back completely!

The grievances and hardships surged into his heart, and the secretary Xiao Wang couldn't hold back any longer, squatted on the ground, and cried.

……

The Mercedes-Benz sedan was stopped when it was near Song's house, but Song Haiming drank too much wine, and at this time, the wine came up, and the heating was turned on in the car.

The car stopped.

Song Zhichao took a breath of cold air outside, and then instructed the driver to say, you go back, this is not far from our house, let's just walk back.

The driver heard Song Zhichao say this, but he didn't dare to leave without permission, so he made a phone call to his leader Fang Guoqing, and Fang Guoqing told him over there that everything was done according to Song Zhichao's words, and the driver turned around and left slowly.

Watching the Mercedes-Benz car leave, his father Song Haiming squatted on the side of the road, looking very uncomfortable, holding his head, wanting to vomit but couldn't vomit.

Song Zhichao walked over, patted him on the back and said, "If you want to vomit, you can vomit." ”

Song Haiming shook his head and said drunkly: "Don't vomit--- wine is expensive." ”

Song Zhichao was amused, so he said: "I vomited, I'll buy you a few more bottles in the future--- if it doesn't work, I'll buy the winery." ”

Song Haiming also smiled, raised his head, and glanced at his son: "It's good to be rich, isn't it?"

Song Zhichao didn't speak.

Song Haiming: "Although you are very rich now, the money is not mine--- I am your father, and there is no father in this world who inherits his son's property." ”

Song Zhichao still didn't speak, he took out a cigarette and handed it to Song Haiming.

Song Haiming took the cigarette, "I used to forbid you to smoke, but now you can give me smoke, you have really grown up." ”

Song Zhichao took out the lighter and lit a cigarette for Song Haiming.

Song Haiming took a sip, "But no matter how you grow up, no matter how rich you are, you will always be my son--- since it is my son, I have to say a few words to you." ”

Song Haiming took a cigarette and spit it out, the smoke curled and drifted in the night breeze, only the cigarette butt was extinguished.

"Money is not everything. You may have known this sentence for a long time, but I still want to tell you that money is really not omnipotent sometimes, for example, money can't buy health, you can't buy family affection. Song Haiming felt that what he said was very reasonable.

Song Zhichao just listened, disagreed, and did not refute.

"Well, I'll admit, it's a cover for my guilt, my incompetence. Song Haiming suddenly laughed, laughing awkwardly, "I can't do anything well, I can't even lie." ”

"I can't make money, I can't let you live a happy life--- if it weren't for me, you wouldn't have gone to the south to work--- this is the way in this world, saying that money is not everything, they are some people who can't make money, these words are self-comforting. Song Haiming smiled bitterly, "I'm in my forties this year, and my monthly salary is only about 100 yuan, and I can't even afford to drink a bottle of good wine, let alone smoke any good cigarettes." After you came back, I got in a good car, ate good food, drank good wine, gained a lot of knowledge, and was promoted to manager--- I am a refrigerant machine, what can I do to become a manager? It's not because I have a good son. ”

"Son, son, Dad is where he is today, all thanks to you. Song Haiming laughed and said, "If this kind of beautiful thing were replaced by someone else, I am afraid that I would even be able to wake up laughing from a dream, but why am I so uneasy, why am I so unhappy, why do I always wake up from a dream in the middle of the night?"

"Do you know, why is that?" Song Haiming looked at his son Song Zhichao, and in the dark night, his worried eyes could be vaguely seen.

"I was afraid that it was all a dream, and when I woke up, everything would change back to the way it was. Song Haiming said, "We are originally a small family, and we can't afford this kind of big wealth." People have promoted me to be a manager, why can't I stay here and enjoy my happiness, and come here to embarrass you? Because I want to tell people that I am not an idle eater, because I am afraid that one day I will be beaten back to my original form, because I tell myself that I must support myself at all times!"

Song Zhichao snuffed out the burning cigarette in his hand, reached out to help his father, and said, "Let's go, let's go home." ”

"Okay, go home!" Song Haiming said with a smile.

Song Zhichao helped him up, let him lean on his shoulder, and staggered towards home.

Halfway through, Song Zhichao suddenly stopped and said in Song Haiming's ear: "No matter what I become, there is one thing that will never change--- you are my father!"

The drunken Song Haiming obviously paused.

--- in the Dark

His eyes moistened.

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