They have no sense of perspective. Can't they see that everyone is creating opportunities?

"Take my seat." Zhou Siyu opened the passenger door and held up the keys: "My driver's license has been revoked, thank you Chairman Yu."

"You're too kind, Mr. Zhou."

Yu Wei took the keys, walked to the driver's seat, quickly started the engine and shifted gears. The whistling wind hit his face, and Zhou Siyu closed his eyes, quietly feeling the sound of the wind.

Yu Wei maintained the maximum speed limit and drove steadily, arriving at his destination quickly.

A red carpet had already been laid out at the restaurant entrance, and the manager and his staff stood at the door to greet them. Upon seeing Yu Zhen, they immediately stepped forward, saying, "President Zhou, President Yu, President Li, your presence is an honor to our humble establishment."

"The private room is ready, please."

The manager led the way, with Li Jing walking beside him, while Yu Wei and Zhou Siyu walked side by side behind them, exchanging a few words every now and then.

"Why do they have so much to say?"

Wu Ming nudged Yu Zhen's arm and teased, "You're not going back to the task force, so you've run off to enjoy yourself here."

"I'm incredibly busy every day, getting up earlier than the rooster and going to bed later than the dog. Do you want this blessing?"

"Yes, yes, yes, anyway, staying in the army isn't much better than your job."

"roll."

Yu Zhen rolled her eyes at him and pouted at Yu Wei and Zhou Siyu's retreating figures, "A day apart feels like three autumns, what do you know, you single dog?"

“You understand.” Wu Ming’s smile faded, and he said seriously, “I have something to tell you.”

"I won't listen."

"About General Lin."

"Not interested."

Yu Zhen spoke, but his heart was pounding. Lin Gu, he hadn't heard that name in a long time.

"Never mind then." Wu Ming shook his head and sighed, then whispered, "Anyway, the brothers will help him with the funeral arrangements."

"What did you say?"

Yu Zhen suddenly stopped in his tracks. Luckily, they were in the last row, so no one bumped into them.

"It's nothing, you're not interested anyway."

Wu Ming waved his hand, took a few steps forward to catch up with the group, and a triumphant smile appeared on his lips.

Yu Zhen hurried to catch up, and was about to ask more questions, but they had already reached the door of the private room, and it would be impolite to ask any more questions.

“We’re all people who keep public and private matters separate. We’re opponents at the negotiating table, but friends off the table.” Zhou Siyu poured himself a glass of wine, stood up, and said, “I’ll drink first as a sign of respect, everyone else can drink as you like.”

Yu Zhen booked three private rooms, which were all filled.

Perhaps because of Yu Wei, his subordinates in the same private room were not very relaxed and ate their meals with restraint.

Yu Wei ate a little something, nodded to the others, and then opened the door to the private room and left.

Without Yu Wei, the atmosphere in the private room became much livelier, and with Wu Ming and Yu Zhen mediating, the atmosphere reached a climax.

Zhou Siyu drank and ate with them, chatting about everything under the sun.

Wu Ming and Yu Zhen exchanged a glance, somewhat surprised that Zhou Siyu hadn't slipped out.

The two of them had been awkward all afternoon. They clearly wanted to stick together, but they pretended to be distant, calling each other "President Zhou" and "Chairman Yu" repeatedly, which sounded really awkward to them.

“I bet you won’t be able to go home tonight.” Yu Zhen raised an eyebrow. “President Zhou has already booked a hotel for you.”

"That's hard to say," Wu Ming said, swirling his wine glass. "Our Chairman Yu is a very principled person."

"Come on, who's not drinking tonight?" Yu Zhen slammed his hand on the table. "Don't drink and drive, you know?"

Even the military cannot do that.

"President Zhou is going too far."

Wu Ming was astonished. It turned out that Zhou Siyu had planned this all along. It seemed that their chairman was not going to escape tonight.

“You don’t understand.” Yu Zhen blinked and lowered his voice, “My sister-in-law doesn’t lack money, she lacks people.”

"Hey, look, even our Chairman is selling his body, so can you lower the price of your technology?"

Wu Ming nudged Yu Zhen and spoke with a grin.

"We've already lost money, so why don't you give us the arms distribution rights?"

“That’s different.” Wu Ming waved his hand. “You wouldn’t understand even if I told you how important arms distribution is to the military.”

"You think you know everything?" Yu Zhen rolled her eyes and poured Wu Ming a glass of wine. "Let's drink, no business at the dinner table."

Wu Ming nodded; he was just joking.

Yu Wei strolled around the streets near the hotel, bought some food to fill his stomach, and when he figured he was done, he slowly returned to the hotel.

Pushing open the door to the private room, I was immediately speechless.

The private room reeked of alcohol, with glasses and plates scattered everywhere. A group of people were joking and laughing, some planning where to go sing karaoke, while others were lying unconscious on the table.

"Chairman Yu."

The manager appeared behind Yu Wei without her noticing. Yu Wei closed the door, turned around, and heard the manager say, "President Zhou has booked rooms for everyone, they're upstairs, what do you think..."

"Hold on."

Yu Wei took the room key, pushed open the door, and entered the private room. His subordinate, who was still somewhat conscious, shakily got up and gave a weak salute.

"Here are your room keys. The staff will take you back to your rooms. You will not be returning to headquarters tonight. Please assemble at 1:00 AM sharp tomorrow."

"yes!"

After distributing the room cards, Yu Wei called the waiter to take the drunk people to their respective rooms. He couldn't control Zhou Siyu's people, but he had to take responsibility for his own.

Although some people hadn't had their fill of drinking, Yu Wei's murderous expression deterred anyone from acting recklessly, and everyone was led back to their rooms by the waiters.

"Mr. Zhou, it's getting late." Yu Wei pushed open the door and handed the room key to Wu Ming and the others in the private room. "Excuse me."

Having said that, he helped the drunk man onto his shoulder and turned to leave.

Seeing this, Wu Ming made a regretful gesture to the group, quickly left the private room, and caught up with Yu Wei.