The Xiling Summit didn't end in one afternoon, otherwise it wouldn't have been held at Yangmingshan. The dinner was quite characteristic of Hangzhou cuisine. Lin'an Benbang cuisine, the taste is light, like sweet and sour. West Lake vinegar fish, Dongpo meat, these specialties, for Zhong Yue, are not so to taste.

However, Song's sister-in-law's fish soup and dried bamboo shoots and duck pot, this kind of main fresh and idle taste is still very suitable for Zhong Yue's taste, of course, this dinner is a social stage for most people. Many people hold wine glasses and wander around the dining table, and toasting has become a major feature of Chinese table culture.

"Mr. Zhong's heartfelt words this afternoon really go to my heart, well, really good. I toast you. Although Zhong Yue can drink, according to this method, it is estimated that he will drink on the wine table before he can parry a few rounds, so he has to find an excuse and drink coconut water instead.

Even so, Zhong Yue ran to the toilet several times halfway.

I'll you at will, this is the most speechless thing Zhong Yue has ever heard.

"Brother Zhong is really a leader among the younger generation, it is better to see than to hear, I have heard that Brother Zhong has a unique calligraphy, but I didn't expect that he is still a closed disciple of Qiu Lao, I must show my skills tomorrow, let me wait to open my eyes." ”

Zhong Yue smiled and didn't speak.

"Comrade Xiao Zhong. ”

Zhong Yue looked sideways and saw that Zhang Kangshan was followed by a large group of people who were tending to be inflammatory, among which there were naturally the hosts Shao Shouyun and Ji Bochang, and how could Mao Jianghe be missing.

Seeing Zhang Kangshan and Shao Shouyun coming together, the six or seven people who were still in their seats at this table all stood up.

"Hello Director Zhang. ”

"Hello President Shao. ”

Zhang Kangshan waved his hand, "All sit, all sit." ”

Although Zhang Kangshan let him sit down, no one would sit down. Zhong Yue also changed his glass and poured some red wine, to be honest, he still had a good impression of Zhang Kangshan's frank treatment in the afternoon.

"Comrade Xiao Zhong, good afternoon. ”

"Thank you, Director Zhang. ”

"Tomorrow when the panel discussion, I hope to hear the specific plan of the East China Young Artists Alliance, not a very vague idea. ”

Zhong Yue smiled: "I will definitely not let you down." ”

Zhang Kangshan took the wine glass from the secretary's hand and said, "Come, I'll toast you." I also salute all the workers here in Seal Studies, and wish us a long history in the Chinese Printing Circle!"

Everyone raised their glasses, laughed and drank them all.

"Then everyone is eating and drinking, I'll go to the next table and have a look. When Zhang Kangshan left, he patted Zhong Yue's shoulder with his hand appreciatively, and this detail was seen by many people present. As soon as Zhang Kangshan left, many people came over to make friends with Zhong Yuepan.

"Brother Zhong, I am also from Zhejiang. Respect the teacher and hate the elder, but he is the mainstay of our school, so I will give me more advice in the future. ”

Zhong Yue smiled back, Zhong Yue naturally wouldn't be too disgusted by these characters who went through the motions. After all, the circle is so big, he can't ask everyone to be so cautious, there will always be people who are kind to everyone.

A lot of people have gone, and at this time, Mao Jianghe came over, and the person next to him, Zhong Yue, was also familiar with him, Qian Lao's disciple - Xiling Ma Feng.

"Zhong Yue, I was low-key enough before, but I didn't expect you to be a disciple of Qiu Lao, admire and admire. Mao Jianghe poured himself wine.

"Then do you admire Qiu Lao, or do you admire me?"

Mao Jianghe was embarrassed, and then laughed, "Naturally, I admire." Zhimin, you too, we are so familiar with each other, and you don't say it, which makes me embarrassed. ”

Zhao Zhimin helped his glasses, "What's that, I'll go to the toilet." ”

Ma Feng helped Zhong Yue pour the wine, "Brother Zhong, I still introduced you to this old man, this glass of wine, don't look at the monk's face and look at the Buddha's face?"

Zhong Yue lowered his head and glanced at the red wine that had been poured on the rim of the glass, this glass of wine, but the person who came was not good.

Mao Jianghe raised his glass with both hands, "I did it, you are free." ”

Zhong Yue watched Mao Jianghe take a sip of the small half glass of red wine into his stomach, and just looked at it.

The smile on Ma Feng's face couldn't be hung up, and he said, "Zhong Yue?" ”

"I'm sorry, I'm not strong enough to drink, and I guess I won't be able to get up tomorrow if I drink again. ”

Mao Jianghe was already a little unhappy, but when he saw Zhong Yue's attitude, he tried to keep smiling, "It's okay, you can replace wine with tea." Let's get back together regardless of our past suspicions, how about it?" he said, and turned his finished wine glass downward, looking very generous.

Zhong Yue held the glass of wine that was about to spill when it swayed, and said with a smile: "If you drink it, I will believe what you say." ”

If wine can have such a miraculous effect, then Zhong Yue feels that things in this world are too easy, and he can simply put them on the wine table, but the fact is that some people are destined to be different from you, if you accommodate them, you will fall yourself.

Seeing Zhong Yue hand over this glass of wine, Ma Feng glanced at Mao Jianghe and said, "Brother Zhong, this is not appropriate, right?"

"How about you drink it for him?"

Mao Jianghe took the wine glass, drank it with a grunt, and wiped his mouth, "Okay?"

Zhong Yue sat down, took a sip of coconut water, and said, "Well, I believe what you said." ”

Seeing Zhong Yue's ignorant look, the two knew that they were not interested, so they made eye contact and left.

Zhao Zhimin returned to the table, wiped his hands, and asked, "Gone?"

"Well, let's go. ”

"Nothing, right?"

Zhong Yue smiled, "What do you want to do?"

Zhao Zhimin took a sip of red wine, thought about it, and couldn't help asking, "You didn't make peace with Ah He, did you?"

"Elder Li has been for so long, have you forgiven him?"

"Doesn't seem to be. ”

"Then why do you think I forgive such a villain?

Zhao Zhimin smiled: "I think so." ”

"Dry. ”

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After Zhang Kangshan turned around, he left the table and went back to rest, and when he got older, he was a little powerless. Ji Bochang untied the opening on his shirt, breathed a long sigh of relief, and stood outside to smoke. He was not addicted to smoking, and even many of the resident members of the Indian Society did not know that he had a habit of smoking.

"How?"

Ma Feng walked out, crossed his waist with one hand, squinted his eyes and said, "That kid can't get on the table." ”

"Oh, I know. ”

"With the old money and the president's meaning, when the meeting is free tomorrow, I will also support Zhong Yue's proposal, how do we plan?"

"Damn it, I took the big boat of Director Zhang today, otherwise I wouldn't let him see the rising sun tomorrow in Yangmingshan Villa!"

Ma Feng looked at the cigarette butt that Ji Bochang stepped on fiercely, and said: "I don't think the alliance has been written yet, so it's best not to refute it, it's best not to get involved with our printing agency." This kid still has a bit of appeal in the book world now, especially those old guys who are helping him like a way. ”

"Qiu Wenzhen has really met him a few times, are you sure he hasn't learned to govern seals before?"

"Hmm. ”

"Then let him show his appearance first tomorrow!"