Judging by what you said, why don't you have confidence? We dignified seven-foot men would rather die in battle than be scared to death! President Lin, hold your head high, show your spirit of doing work, stride forward, and move forward bravely!" Lu Yao said solemnly.

"Yes!" Lin Zhengyang, who was wiping the tea on his hands with a tissue, straightened his upper body and replied vigorously.

Xiaowen smiled and said, "The spirit is there, but the momentum is not enough." Isn't it too tragic to have a horse leather shroud and look like death as home? Seeing President Lin like this, I don't dare to drink with you. Otherwise, President Lin will drink drinks, beer and red wine for you to choose, and Lu Dong and I will drink liquor, how about it?"

"I also drink white!" Lin Zhengyang plucked up his courage and said with his head held high.

"Mr. Yang, do you see it? This is a warrior! Dare to show his sword when he encounters any challenge, perseverance, and unyielding! Come on, let's go to war with wine! What do you say?" Lu Yao asked seriously.

"Hehe, I understand, there are no weak soldiers under a strong general! Lu Dong is so powerful, the soldiers you lead should not be weak. But tonight we are comparing the amount of wine, not the guts. Courage alone is not enough, the real decision of victory or defeat depends on strength. President Lin, take it easy, you should practice tonight. Your current position is so high, and your future entertainment is indispensable, so you can't do it without practicing your drinking.

Our nation has been good at wine for more than 3,000 years, and the wine culture has a long history and has penetrated into all walks of life. No wine is not a feast, no wine is not a poem, and no wine is not a thing that spreads in this way. Come on, let's have a drink tonight, and we won't go home if we don't get drunk!" Xiaowen said proudly, took the bottle of liquor from the waiter's hand, and quickly filled three glasses of wine. The movements were light and skillful, and not a drop of wine was spilled.

She put the wine bottle on the table and said, "Lu Dong, you often say that there are only friends at the wine table, and there are no superiors and subordinates, now are we called friends?"

"That's right, we're brothers and sisters when we hold our glasses!" Lu Yao replied briskly.

Xiaowen rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "Those of you here tonight, in terms of age, I am older than the two, and President Lin is a little older than Lu Dong." But in terms of rank, I'm lower than the two, so it's not appropriate for you to call me sister. In this way, we call each other by their first names, okay?" Xiaowen asked.

"Yes, I've always advocated calling names, whether it's at the wine table or at work, I think it's kind and not wrong. Lu Yao said.

"I'll call you your position, I can't call your name. Lin Zhengyang said with a red face.

"Whatever you want, it's just a title anyway, you can call it as convenient as you want. Lu Yao and I have been friends for many years, and we are used to calling each other's names. Just now, in order to add to the fun, what everyone said is a joke, and you don't have to take it seriously. Now let's talk about the rules for tonight's drinking: we drink the first three glasses together, and we must toast.

After that, drink in a circle, drink dry if you have a large amount of alcohol, and feel free to drink a small amount of alcohol. Alcohol is a good thing, but drinking too much can also hurt the body. We are all our own people, and we continue to adhere to the principle of drinking well and not falling down, and drinking right and not getting drunk. Do you agree?" asked Xiaowen with a smile.

"Agreed!" Lu Yao and Lin Zhengyang responded.

"Okay, in order to protect our respective stomachs, let's eat a bite to eat before we have a drink. After Xiaowen finished speaking, she immediately picked up the chopsticks and put a pancake in the empty bowl in front of Lu Yao.

Just when she was about to sandwich a pancake for Lin Zhengyang, Lin Zhengyang took the lead in sandwiching a piece of pancake and put it in Xiaowen's bowl. He said with a red face: "My chopsticks have not been used yet, they are similar to male chopsticks." Next time, I will use chopsticks to pick up vegetables for Mr. Yang. After he finished speaking, he took a piece of pancake by himself, buried his head and began to eat.

"Thank you, Mr. Yang! None of us here tonight are outsiders, we use our chopsticks ourselves. Abundant food and clothing, self-sufficiency. Lu Yao said with a smile, he directly grabbed the pancake and took a big bite. Xiaowen, like Lu Yao, also grabs pancakes with her hands.

The dishes have gone through five flavors, the wine has passed three rounds, and the two bottles of liquor have bottomed out in the staggered cup, and tonight's dinner is also coming to an end.

Looking at the three people at the dinner table again, Lu Yao was full of red light, drunken and hazy, and his speech was not too smooth; Xiaowen was ruddy-faced, articulate, and full of wine; Lin Zhengyang was in a trance, sleepy-eyed. He leaned back in his chair, his hands on the edge of the table, and he couldn't stop shaking his head, he was already drunk.

"Lu Yao, can you still drink? It seems that Lin Zhengyang is drunk. Why don't you ask Sister Hong to arrange for two waiters to take him home, and we can continue drinking?" asked Xiaowen.

"I'm not drunk! I'm not going home. I want to drink with you, I must accompany you and drink happily!" Lin Zhengyang reluctantly sat up straight, shook his head, and said slurred and intermittently.

Originally, Lu Yao wanted to drink Xiaowen well, and then let Lin Zhengyang send Xiaowen home to create an opportunity for them to be alone together. Unexpectedly, Lin Zhengyang's amount of wine was really not good, and before the banquet was halfway through, he couldn't sit still, and his body was about to slide under the table. Lu Yao arranged for two male waiters to help him go to the toilet and vomit, and took him to another private room to rest for more than half an hour before sending him back. After that, he sat in his chair and snooze.

"I can't drink it, Lin Zhengyang only drank one or two of these two bottles of liquor, and the rest of the wine was divided equally between the two of us, and I have already overdosed. Lu Yao said with a sigh of wine.

"Okay, then I'll take you home. Why don't you have a cup of tea and rest for a while, and I'll send Lin Zhengyang home first, and then come back to see you off?" Xiaowen asked.

"You just send Lin Zhengyang, I have a driver Wen Yuan, and he will send me home." Lu Yao responded.

Xiaowen thought for a moment and said, "Let Wenyuan send Lin Zhengyang home, and come back to pick you up later." I'll accompany you to drink tea and sober up, and by the way, I'll call the waiter to come in and help. She stood up and walked to the door.

After a while, Xiaowen and the store manager Li Hong came in with two tall male waiters, supporting Lin Zhengyang left and right to take him home.

"You let go of me, I'm not drunk, I'm not going home, I'm going to drink with Lu Dong and Mr. Yang!" he kept muttering. But his head hung and his whole body was weak, and he didn't even have the strength to struggle, so he could only let the two waiters walk out on his back. Lu Yao was not at ease, so he walked out of the noodle shop with him, helped Lin Zhengyang get into the Mercedes-Benz, and watched the car drive out of the alley, and then he returned to the private room.

At this moment, the leftover water on the table has been cleaned up and replaced with a new pot of tea, and Xiaowen is washing a cup and pouring tea.

After drinking a cup of tea, Xiaowen poured tea into Lu Yao's empty teacup and asked, "Has Liu Jing not contacted you all this time?"