41 The Secret Fight at the Wine Table
Zheng Weimin didn't take drinking too seriously at all, he knew the amount of alcohol he had, and he remembered that when the company was rated as an advanced company by the military region that year, he was happy, brought two bottles of liquor, two bags of peanuts, a few boxes of canned iron food and some bagged food, and made an appointment with a company commander who was also commended by the army, and secretly ran to the hill behind the company to open the bottle and drink.
I don't know if the person was in a good mood at the time, or the body was strong, the buddy began to be a little confused when he was six or seven taels, but he finished a pound of liquor, nothing at all, and it seemed to be very unhappy, even he was surprised, only then did he know that his alcohol consumption was not bad, how big the amount of alcohol was, he was not very clear, and it was estimated that it would be no problem to drink another half a catty.
In the past, the group was not allowed to drink liquor at all, at most two bottles of beer per person during the New Year's Festival, and he rarely drank liquor, even if he did, he secretly drank two or three taels, and after drinking this time, he finally figured out his bottom number. Therefore, many people are afraid of wine and feel weak when they go to the wine table, but he Zheng Weimin feels that it doesn't matter.
Just now, I was not restrained, I just wanted to keep a low profile, I didn't want to be public, by the way, I observed the situation on the table, and I had a good idea in my heart, this is the habit I developed in the army, I don't fight unprepared battles, I know myself and my opponent in order to win a hundred battles.
"Okay, Xiao Zheng is very honest, just do as you say." Mayor Cao Penghai smiled and waved his hand and said.
"the town, this won't work, the young man just came, you have to understand the rules, there is a leader drinking, he stands on the side and watches, he punishes himself with three glasses, and then, each person toasts two more glasses, one cup is not good." Zhang Zhihai, director of the Thick Bottle Bottom Comprehensive Management Office, suddenly stood up and suggested.
Zhang Zhihai's words made everyone at the table stunned, and Wu Yujin, who was sitting at the Agricultural Economic Station on the edge of Zhang Zhihai, saw that Cao Penghai was a little unhappy on his face, and quickly winked at Zhang Zhihai.
While feeling sorry for the wine he brought back from abroad, he was worried that Zhang Zhihai, a scholar, would offend the mayor Cao Penghai.
scolded in his heart, Zhang Zhihai, you are an old guy, and he also said that Zheng Weimin doesn't understand the rules, and the mayor of the town said that he has no opinion, do what Zheng Weimin said, what kind of thing are you, stick a pole horizontally, it seems that you are smarter than others, or are you stupid, no matter how good the relationship between officialdom is, you have to pay attention to proportions and distinguish the relationship between superiors and subordinates.
can play together at the table, although the relationship is good, that's because there are common interests in it, don't think that people really treat you as an iron brother, where is there pure friendship in this era, people's hearts have long been ancient.
Zhang Zhihai didn't understand the meaning of Wu Yujin's blinking, and was about to take advantage of the wine to say a few words, Deputy Mayor Kong, Monkey Jing, rolled his eyes, and reminded with a busy smile: "Lao Zhang, don't make trouble, the town has said it, don't embarrass Zheng Weimin, it's not good to drink too many people for the first time." ”
Zhang Zhihai ignored Deputy Mayor Kong, and scolded in his heart, you are a bird, aren't you just a deputy mayor, a little hairy boy, Lao Tzu has crossed more bridges than you walked, and taught me a lesson. He took advantage of the wine and said to the mayor of the town, Cao Penghai: "Old, boss, Zhang, Zhang Maosong is not a thing, and he also criticized me for my poor comprehensive treatment, the town only gives me 5,000 yuan of funds every year, and also comprehensive treatment, treatment of a fart, 5,000 yuan is not enough, you let me walk to the village every day to do work." ”
Deputy Mayor Dai Bin drank high when he saw Zhang Zhihai after a few glasses of wine, and said with a smile: "Lao Zhang, don't say this, we can understand, you can report to Cao Zhen in private." ”
Dai Bin is in charge of the comprehensive management work, Zhang Zhihai usually reports to him a lot, and the relationship between the two is one step further than that of the deputy mayor Kong Donglin, after listening to Dai Bin's words, Zhang Zhihai glanced at Cao Penghai and then sat down.
Zheng Weimin shook his head helplessly when he saw Cao Penghai smiling, with a somewhat incomprehensible look on his face, knowing that Zhang Zhihai's whining words just now made him a little uncomfortable.
Xindao: Zhang Zhihai is also an old comrade, why didn't he open the door in his mouth, some things are said in private, but he can't say them at the wine table, it seems that there is still a string missing in his head, and he must not be like him in the future, otherwise, I don't know how Lu Dao died.
Thinking of this, he was in a good position, and he didn't want Zhang Zhihai to be embarrassed by drinking too much, so he said with a smile: "the mayor, leaders, in this way, I will drink according to what Cao Zhen just promised, and then I will toast Director Zhang three cups alone, and Director Zhang will only drink one cup." ”
Kong Donglin glanced at Zheng Weimin with appreciation, and said secretly: This kid is quite fine, he speaks well, much better than Zhang Zhihai, who has been in the place for decades, thinking of this, Kong Donglin smiled: "Then how can it be done." He turned his head to Zhang Zhihai and said: "Director Zhang, we can't let the new comrades say that the cadres of our Yuling Town are bullying, Zheng Weimin has three cups, you also have three cups, and one cup cannot be missing." ”
"Okay, three cups is three cups, I have no opinion." Zhang Zhihai slapped on the wine table, and he didn't know if he was dissatisfied with Kong Donglin's mouth, or if he gave himself courage.
Dai Bin thought that Zhang Zhihai was usually only three or four taels at the bottom, just a good wine, and complained, after all, he was in charge of him, he made a fool of himself, and he was embarrassed, seeing Kong Donglin sitting on the side and pointing fingers, he was immediately a little dissatisfied, and he had a heart to protect the calf, and deliberately glanced at Cao Penghai, ready to open his mouth to help Zhang Zhihai speak.
Cao Penghai just raised his head, and when he saw his eyes and demeanor, he knew what he wanted to do, worried that he would have a conflict with Kong Donglin, so he quickly stood up to put out the fire, and said with a smile: "Don't fight, Zheng Weimin will drink three cups, and Director Zhang will drink one and a half cups."