Chapter Eighty-Six: A Thousand Cups Are Not Drunk

"The meal is ready, let's come out!"

Ma Shanhe originally wanted to ask Wang Haifeng what he thought of his daughter? Jiang Ling's voice came from the living room.

It just happened to interrupt his thoughts, and it seems a bit early to ask this now? It's not too late to wait for Haifeng's side to be clear.

"Let's go, Haifeng, have two drinks with Uncle Ma, your father is known as a thousand cups and is not drunk, I don't know if you follow him in this regard?"

Ma Shanhe pushed away the chessboard in front of him, stood up with a smile, and pulled Wang Haifeng out of the study.

"I don't know how to drink."

Wang Haifeng was modest, and Ma Yushan on the side smiled at that time, "Haifeng, it turns out that your thousand cups are not drunk because of genetics?" I won't dare to drink with you next time. ”

The reason why he said this was for a reason, when the two of them were resting, they also went out with their comrades, and the young man refused to accept one at the wine table.

There were two eyes Haifeng who wanted to drink with him, that is, they were holding back their strength to get him drunk, and the two of them took turns to pour wine, but in the end it was the two of them who were lying under the table, and Haifeng's face did not change.

He was still sitting upright, his expression serious, and his face had not changed, just as the wine had not reached his stomach.

Since then, no one has dared to call him a name, and he has been given a nickname behind his back, Jiu Mengzi (a person who is not drunk).

"Haha, okay, Uncle Ma will teach me."

Ma Shanhe saw that his son had told him the truth, and he was even more enthusiastic about Haifeng, took his arm and put him on the table.

Ma Yulian stood at the table prettyly, with a pair of sparkling Danfeng eyes, and a smile flowed, "Brother Haifeng, you sit here." ”

As he spoke, he pulled out the chair, and the position was next to her, Wang Haifeng frowned slightly, pushed Ma Yushan, pushed him to Ma Yulian's side, and sat down next to Wang Shixun.

Jiang Ling already knows her daughter's thoughts, she is the deputy head of the art troupe, her eyesight is very poisonous, she sees Wang Haifeng's things that are not in the pool, her demeanor is calm, her eyes are wise and alert, and she may be bigger than her men and officials in the future.

"Haifeng! Time is tight, and Auntie doesn't have much preparation, don't dislike it! ”

entertained Wang Haifeng with a smile, looking at him purely as a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law, the more she looked at it, the more she liked it.

Wang Haifeng glanced at the table, is this still commonplace? Chicken, duck and fish, elbows, pig's trotters, crabs and prawns, there is no shortage, dazzling, good color and flavor, this is not even the New Year.

"Auntie, you're tired."

Retracting his gaze, Wang Haifeng politely thanked him, because his arrival was so grand, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

"You're welcome, Haifeng sit, and I'll have two drinks with your Uncle Ma."

Jiang Ling took a bottle of Moutai wine, today's table of wine and food cost her more than half a month's salary, and it was also for her daughter, she didn't feel distressed.

Ma Yulian looked at Wang Haifeng sadly, sullen because he refused to sit next to her.

It's really a rare beautiful man in S City, what about her! I think I am the number one beauty in S City, how many envious eyes will I attract when I am handsome and beautiful women together?

Ma Yushan, as the master, first helped his father fill the wine, then filled Wang Haifeng with wine, and finally himself, Ma Shanhe saw that his son had poured the wine full, so he raised his glass and said loudly to Haifeng.

"Haifeng! Don't go outside Uncle Ma's house, I am an old friend of your father, and I will come over on vacation in the future and accompany me to finish today's chess game. ”

"Thank you, Uncle Ma, Auntie's hospitality, I borrow flowers here to offer Buddha, first give you a cup of two elders."

Wang Haifeng hurriedly stood up, his lofty wine glass in his hand, and his words were beautiful.