Everyone looked at it, and their burning eyes were like a fire, scorching Gu Chi's face painfully. Qiu Mingli couldn't help but be stunned, stretched out his thumb, and praised three times in succession. Gu Chi was anxious to prove his innocence, and said loudly: "Actually, I didn't do it at all that day, the rumors on the Internet are all rumors, and they maliciously framed me." Qiu Mingli said meaningfully: "We don't care about anything else, I support your behavior very much, and you have to use some means to deal with those who petition all day long, and fight a few more times, and some people will be honest." "I ......" Gu Chi swallowed the words that came to his mouth again, and the explanation at this time was tantamount to covering up, and no matter how much he said, he was afraid that it would be difficult to win people's trust.

Pi Yan spoke: "Gu Chi is a southerner! Qiu Mingli was a little surprised and said: "Oh, I see, no wonder the accent doesn't sound like local." Businessmen know that southerners are smart, and the little brother has a bright future in the future! Everyone at the table laughed. Gu Chi felt awkward, for some reason, the word "southerner" sounded like a thorn in his back at the moment, very harsh. If these words are left on Donnie Yen, it is estimated that he should make a long speech, saying something like "you can't cover it by region".

When it comes to things in the world, it is nothing more than the word "food and color", which is the nature of human beings. Therefore, once this wine and food are eaten, they will slowly let go of each other, sing and drink, and enjoy themselves, and the huge restaurant will become cloudy. At the beginning, Gu Chi and Donnie Yen sat still, because they had the experience of eating wine last time, and they didn't dare to toast early. Because the two of them first arrived at the unit, most of the colleagues who work on weekdays have met each other, but rarely drink in private, so other colleagues have come to toast one after another. The rules of the wine field are like this, you can not take the initiative, but you can't block the wine and thousands of miles away. The two were inexperienced and lacked exercise, so they unknowingly lost two glasses of wine. After three rounds of drinking, people became a little excited. The scene began to be noisy, and the atmosphere became more enthusiastic, and everyone left their seats to drink. Gu Chi felt quite hearty, and the previous feeling of crampedness was suddenly swept away, accompanied by Donnie Yen stepped forward to toast County Magistrate Jia. The two reported to the house one by one, and Jia Liren habitually stroked his swollen belly, smiling, bowing his head frequently, and listening carefully.

Holding the skin in a circle with all his might, he was clinking glasses with Xi Wenlu. He leaned forward with all his strength and interjected: "County Magistrate Jia, the two young people are very good, I will now officially report to Director Xi, the comprehensive unit is now seriously short of people!" Jia Liren and Yan said: "The government's writing work has always been heavy, and young people have to endure more hardships and experience more things, which is very beneficial to their future development." Gu Chi became bold after drinking, and said with a smile: "County Magistrate Jia, don't worry, we have come all the way here for the purpose of doing a career." In the future, the government office is our home, we must do our work in a down-to-earth manner, absolutely not afraid of hardship, absolutely not afraid of tiredness, and never give up if we do not make achievements! After saying this, he was surprised that he could say these words without any anger. Jia Liren looked at the two young men with a smile.

Pi Yan smiled: "At first glance, you can tell that he is a real person." Donnie Yen stood up straight and said with a serious expression: "County Magistrate Jia, in terms of age, you are similar to my uncle, you are an elder, I am a junior, I respect you for this glass of wine." I'll do it, you can do it. He threw his head up sharply, and with a grunt, half a glass of wine fell into his stomach. Gu Chi wanted to take a sip to express it, but now he had to drink a glass of wine. Jia Liren took a sip and said, "Do it well!" Then he slipped over his chair and sat down.

Gu Chi has not yet recovered from the pungency of the liquor in his throat, Yi Fu came over with wine, and said coquettishly: "Two handsome guys, come, I respect you!" The two of them had empty glasses. She took a glass of wine from the table, poured it for them, and said casually, "I'll do it, you can do whatever you want." The slender waist twisted slightly, the cherry mouth moved slightly, and the smile was full of tenderness. Because they had drunk each other once, the two were embarrassed to be confused, so they took a big sip of wine, closed their eyes and swallowed it. Gu Chi doesn't love northern spirits, but he can't help but drink them, but he vaguely feels that everything he is experiencing now seems to be the so-called officialdom. As the old saying goes: I haven't eaten the pork, but I have seen the pig go. This feeling is quite similar to the experience when drinking in Banfangyuan, looking at the hip-hop crowd, perhaps because of the effect of alcohol, an indescribable excitement welled up in his heart.

After the white wine, the red wine appears, and the beer is not enough. When the toast was circled, Gu Chi stuck it in Sheng Ming's ear and said, "Brother Ming, why do you drink this wine like this?" The mixture of white, red and yellow makes it really hard to drink. Sheng Ming was slightly drunk: "This is the drinking method of Jiyun people, mixing in our circle, drinking is a necessary skill, we must slowly adapt to it, just get used to it." Gu Chi suddenly found that those experts who shouted that Chinese culture had broken down were wrong, and look at the rich aroma of wine at the scene, at least 3,000 years of wine culture has been passed down from generation to generation. I don't know if it's because of the effect of alcohol or the atmosphere, Qiu Mingli didn't put on a show, and he didn't look like the CEO of a listed group at all. He took advantage of the turmoil of the last incident and praised Gu Chi for his deeds one day, and the beautiful words made Gu Chi quite cramped, so they drank a lot of wine from each other.

A group of people ate lively, waiting for the staple food to be served, full of wine and food, just arrived at ten o'clock in the evening. The female comrades shouted to go home to take care of the children, and several other male comrades also said that something was wrong, and Mr. Qiu ordered someone to send a car to take the person in trouble back first. Others transferred to another room, the decoration is also very luxurious, antique furniture is solid wood furniture in the Ming and Qing dynasties, beautiful and beautiful Jiangxi cloisonne, a table of eight immortals in the middle, next to three pairs of automatic mahjong tables. A graceful waitress is carefully making tea, and the kung fu tea set has been set up in turn.

Qiu Mingli said: "It's entertainment time, those who are willing to play will be seated immediately, and those who don't play will be at their own convenience." Jia Liren sat down slowly at the mahjong table, and Qiu Mingli sat next to him. Others are humble, and no one is willing to take the initiative to join, as if playing mahjong at the table is a piece of fragrant bait, for fear that the intention will be too obvious and lose their identity. In the end, Qiu Mingli designated two people to sit together, Xi Wenlu and Yi Fu. Xiao Tianhe, Quanquan, Pi Yan and Sheng Ming formed another table, and the rest of the people made up a table. Gu Chi knows very little about this kind of game, and has never had any hobbies. During college, although his roommates gathered in groups every day to set up tables in the dormitory and play mahjong, he never participated. Now, it's just a wait-and-see experience.

He stood behind Yi Fu, smelling the fragrance emanating from the woman's body, while watching the four of them touch the cards with great interest. Watching Jia Liren skillfully play cards, he had a trace of curiosity in his heart, imagining the appearance of the leader in front of him in a meeting, and the hands rubbing mahjong seemed to be skillfully flipping through the speech. Donnie Yen crossed his arms and looked at the other table, not knowing whether he was watching the excitement or watching the doorway. Half an hour passed, the players gradually got better, the voice became louder and louder, and the sound of throwing cards became louder and louder.

Jia Liren's luck doesn't seem to be very good, losing more than winning, Yi Fu has been and cards. Gu Chi is puzzled, according to the plot in the novel and the routines on TV, the leader plays cards with others, and generally always wins more by himself, and what he sees in front of him is the opposite? Jia Liren played very devotedly, changed his serious image, unbuttoned his shirt three times, and acted like a resource player. There was a stack of hundred-dollar bills stacked on the table in front of everyone, and the red was dazzling under the light. Although Gu Chi didn't understand, he also knew that they had a big game. After a while, the money in front of Jia Liren was already a handful. He got up and dialed a phone, sat down and went on to play cards.

After about a quarter of an hour, a man entered, medium in height, Sven, with a black briefcase under his arm. Jia Liren looked at the person and said, "Director Jiang, come and put out the fire!" It turned out that this person was Jiang Dingmao, director of the Jiyun County Housing and Urban-Rural Development Bureau. But when he saw the person who came, he tossed the leather bag in his hand and poured a stack of 100 yuan bills. Qiu Mingli said calmly: "Leader, this is calling for foreign aid!" Jia Liren said with a smile: "My brother still settles the accounts, as a parent official, how can I take advantage of the company, one yard is the code, and I am willing to lose the gamble." This money is borrowed from Director Jiang. Jiang Dingmao nodded and said, "Yes, yes, these are all temporarily borrowed by the leader." Xi Wenlu smiled and didn't speak. The woman said coquettishly: "County Magistrate Jia, I sit in your house, and outsiders don't know and think that you deliberately released water." Jia Liren said: "Where is it, you are lucky, I can't stop you from winning." The woman giggled, the winners were in good spirits, and the losers were still talking and laughing.

The next table was having a lot of fun and roaring. During the intermittent break, Xiao Tianhe got up to greet Jiang Dingmao, and the two lit a cigarette at each other, and two white mist sprayed out from their nostrils. urged Xiao Tianhe to take a seat as soon as possible, but the other party was not in a hurry, and persuaded Jiang Ju to come a few for him. Jiang Dingmao was not good at refusing again, so he sat down and continued the game. Within a few minutes, he was actually winning. Xiao Tianhe was surprised and said: "Oh, it's really impressive for three days, Jiang Ju's card skills have improved by leaps and bounds in just a few days." Jiang Dingmao laughed and said, "Where, I'm just playing cards with tactics." "The Art of War" cloud: Those who make good use of soldiers, the soldiers of the people are not the ones who fight. Know yourself and know your opponent, and you will not be defeated in a hundred battles. Xiao Tianhe said: "Jiang Bureau is culture, no wonder you can win with a shot, it turns out that you are playing cards with the methods of your ancestors, and you have to learn from you in the future." While touching the cards, he smiled and said, "Yes, we all have to learn from Jiang Ju seriously." Everyone laughed, and the table was filled with pleasant air.

Gu Chi felt that his head was getting more and more groggy, and knew that the strength of the wine was starting to attack, so he lay down on the sofa to rest. At this time, the human voice and the sound of throwing cards were entangled in a boil. In a daze, I don't know how long it took, Donnie Yen woke him up, and everyone had already left the table. Out of the hall, as soon as the cool breeze blew, Gu Chi's whole person immediately sobered up. Jia Liren did not call the driver, and drove a black Passat alone, to take Yi Fu home. Before leaving, through the rolled down window glass, he confessed "everyone has fun", and the people and cars disappeared into the thick night. Xi Wenlu said that he was tired, so he walked home alone. Qiu Mingli wanted to take everyone out to relax, Gu Chi didn't know what he meant, but seeing that others didn't say anything else, he remained silent. The car made a few bends on the night street of Jiyun and stopped in a neon-lit place, and the words "Southern-style foot bath" on the front of the store were colorful. Gu Chi's heart tightened, thinking of the pictures in those movies, and thinking about what would happen next. looked at the others, their expressions were normal, and Donnie Yen was also like water.