Chapter Twenty-Three: People are cheap, you can't fight if you don't fight!

The oldest qualification here may be Yao Jiaxiang, he is in charge of transportation and urban construction, that piece of work is the top priority in the town, easy to make political achievements, that is a piece of fat land, generally the secretary or the mayor personally grasp, Yao Jiaxiang can be in charge of transportation and urban construction, without a certain amount of courage and qualifications, is unable to bear this burden. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Therefore, when Xu Renjian was lifting the cup, Yao Jiaxiang frowned, you said that you just messed around, Lao Tzu doesn't care, but you can't be blind to Lao Tzu?

But the old fox just smiled and said: "Member Xu, what do you say Xiao Mo is also the leader of the village, tonight they are the host, we are just the green leaves of the red flower, do you want Xiao Mo to say a few words first, and we will be together to respect their village branch and two committees." ā€

Having said that, it sounds reasonable, but it is a bomb planted next to Xu Renjian, and naturally, it is Mo Ziqian who ignites the fuse.

"Yao Zhen, what you said is not entirely right, Xiao Mo is the village leader, but he is also an assistant manager of our law enforcement office, although he has not officially gone to work, but the transfer documents in the town have long been issued, I salute the village leader with this cup, Xiao Mo doesn't need to drink!" Xu Renjian looked like a matter of course, to be honest, this is a bit of a contempt.

"I'm not in a hurry, let Leader Xu come first!" Mo Ziqian smiled with his eyes half-open, and at the same time picked up a piece of white chopped chicken on the plate, tsk! This local chicken tastes delicious, unlike the feed chickens in some farms now, which are slaughtered in three months, and the meat quality and taste cannot be compared.

Everyone looked at Mo Ziqian and narrowed his eyes, his face was a little ruddy, thinking that Mo Ziqian's drunkenness had come up, and they no longer persuaded him.

After paying respects, Yao Jiaxiang and Song Weiping also paid tribute to Luo Zhishu and Director Li one after another, and finally it was Hu Chengjian's turn to respect everyone.

After a few toasts, everyone almost got three or four taels of wine, and there was more conversation.

"Xiao Mo, can you still drink?" Seeing that Mo Ziqian was a little drunk and hazy, Luo Zhishu couldn't help asking, after three rounds of drinking, it is time to enter the theme of today's banquet.

"I can't drink anymore, I'm going to fall to the ground in a while, and I'll have to trouble Luo Lao when the time comes, don't you say it, this table of dishes is spit out and fed to the dogs. Mo Ziqian shook his head and refused.

"If you can't drink it, just take a cup of tea and salute Commissioner Xu, he is the leader of the town and your leader in charge, this is indispensable!" Luo Zhishu said.

Today's gathering has two meanings, one is that the village committee is a peacemaker, let Mo Ziqian and Xu Renjian shake hands and make peace, of course, Mo Ziqian can personally apologize at the banquet, that is the best, although Mo Ziqian is a thorn, but he is also a member of the Liangjia Village branch, this can't let other village leaders see jokes. The second is that he does need to ask Yao Jiaxiang for opinions on some engineering projects.

"Yes! I heard that you and Committee member Xu have some misunderstandings, we are all young people, if there is any misunderstanding, you might as well open the skylight and say something bright, and everyone will still work together in the future, and you will not see you when you look up and look down. Song Weiping said bluntly, and he was not subtle.

"Then I'll drink some tea!" Mo Ziqian took out an empty cup and poured it full of tea, "Leader Xu, I'm sorry, I was ignorant before, I will do this cup of tea first as a respect, and give Leader Xu a crime." ā€

Mo Ziqian may not listen to other people's words, but this deputy mayor of Song, who has dedicated himself to local development, and Mo Ziqian, a respectable person, still has to listen to it, provided that the eldest prince Xu cooperates.

"Let's dry this bottle first!" Xu Renjian picked up a bottle of wine, unscrewed the lid, and handed it to Mo Ziqian.

Do you want Lao Tzu to let Mo Ziqian go? There is no door, Lao Tzu's face is white? How can I still mess around in Nanyang Town after it is passed out? If I don't put you to death, I have a shadow in my heart, Xu Renjian secretly sneered.

Drinking up a bottle of newly opened liquor, this is not a matter of bullying, Xu Renjian is about the rhythm of Mo Ziqian to death.

Luo Zhishu also thought that Xu Renjian would not forgive Mo Ziqian so easily, but if he asked Mo Ziqian to drink another bottle, it may have cost Mo Ziqian's life, but Mo Ziqian had actually drunk two bottles before.

"Commissioner Xu, let's have less, Mo Ziqian just drank two bottles!" Song Weiping frowned slightly.

"Since there must be some sincerity in apologizing. "Xu Renjian is unrelenting.

"Okay, as long as I win the forgiveness of Leader Xu, why don't I Mo Ziqian do another bottle?" After Mo Ziqian finished speaking, he grabbed the bottle, staggered and stood up, looking similar to Qin Changlong just now, picked up the bottle and Mo Ziqian poured it into his mouth.

In less than a minute, the bottom was reached, and Mo Ziqian was also sitting on the stool, covering his mouth and burping, looking extremely painful.

"Xiao Mo, is it okay? Let's dilute it with tea!" Luo Zhishu picked up the cup and brought it to Mo Ziqian's mouth, very worried, three bottles of liquor, which one can stand it?

"Thank you, Luo Lao!" Mo Ziqian picked up the tea and drank it, "Thank you, Leader Xu, regardless of previous suspicions." ā€

"Hehe!" Xu Renjian didn't smile, picked up another bottle and continued: "Drink this bottle again, we wrote it off before!"

Didn't you say that you only dry one bottle, how can you open another bottle? You really don't want to let Xiao Mo live?

"Commissioner Xu, Xiao Mo has exceeded the standard and can't drink it anymore. Song Weiping immediately persuaded, how can this Xu Renjian have a small belly and chicken intestines, and he will not let go of the big thing of sesame seeds.

Not only Song Weiping was unhappy, but even Yao Jiaxiang felt that Xu Renjian was a little too much.

"Moderate amount, Commissioner Xu, everyone will feel bad when they enter the hospital in a while!" Yao Jiaxiang said with a frown.

"Yao Zhen Song Zhen, this is a grudge between me and Xiao Mo, you don't have to worry about it, as long as he drinks this bottle, nothing will happen to Lao Tzu. Seeing Mo Ziqian almost lying on the table, Xu Renjian became bold again, and he was also coaxing when he spoke, eager to step on Mo Ziqian's back a few times.

You are taking advantage of others, it is really not the husband's doing, and everyone despises Xu Renjian a little.

"Since Commissioner Xu insists on Xiao Mo to drink, then I will drink it on his behalf, after all, he is a member of our village committee, and I am responsible for his mistakes!" Luo Zhishu picked up the bottle and was about to drink it.

"Luo Lao, I said, this matter has nothing to do with other people, as long as he does this bottle, Lao Tzu should have been bitten by a dog in the previous matter, forgive him!" Xu Renjian's tone was also very firm, looking like he couldn't intercede when the king of heaven came, Qin Changlong and he were not birds, let alone Luo Zhishu.

Hearing this, Mo Ziqian couldn't help frowning slightly, people are really invincible to a certain extent, Lao Tzu doesn't plan to step on his face, but now it seems that he can't whip the corpse!

He and Xu Renjian had no possibility of shaking hands and making peace, and he didn't think about apologizing or anything, if it weren't for the 'obscenity' of Secretary Du and Ms. Luo Binglan, he would have gone crazy a long time ago, then Xu Renjian would have to pay him back a dime if he stripped off his pants, he wouldn't care which Xu Changhui you are, which son of ashes, you can't even make ashes if you provoke Lao Tzu.

Dude is still too kind, too low-key! Since you are a cheap person and don't slap me a few times, am I still human?