The banquet eventually turned into a drinking and chatting session.
Jiang Ci is adept at handling this situation. What she needs to do now is to consolidate relationships, and right now she mainly deals with leaders and leaders of the Ministry of Foreign Trade.
I thought it would only take an hour, but it dragged on until 9:30.
Jiang Ci drank five cups of baijiu and felt tipsy, so he wisely put down his glass.
She doesn't blush when she drinks baijiu; her fair, porcelain-like cheeks remain completely unaffected by redness. However, her eyes seem somewhat unfocused. She can respond when her colleagues speak to her, but her movements are somewhat mechanical.
Jiang Ci left only after the top leaders had departed.
"Jiang Ci, can you get back by yourself?" Hobens asked worriedly, seeing that she was walking unsteadily.
Jiang Ci waved her hand, "Yes... my husband is outside."
When everyone heard how she addressed her lover, they couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"It seems Comrade Xiao Jiang is really drunk! Before, she introduced her boyfriends as her lovers, but now she's calling them husbands."
"Absolutely! They have such a great relationship!"
Finally, Liu Ke couldn't bear to watch any longer. He picked up her coat, which she had left on the chair, and went over to support her. "Where is your husband?"
Just as Liu Ke asked this question, someone walked over.
Jiang Ci blinked and raised her hand. "Isn't this it?"
Her fingers were trembling, but Zhou Mingli grasped them. "Thank you for your help."
He told Liu Ke, "I am Jiang Ci's lover."
Liu Ke glanced at him and let Zhou Mingli take the porcelain from her hands.
Clearly, Jiang Ci was very familiar with Zhou Mingli's scent. As soon as he pulled her into his arms, she buried her head in his chest and let out a muffled moan.
Zhou Mingli nodded politely to Liu Ke, "Is this Jiang Ci's clothing?"
"Yes, yes, yes." Liu Ke quickly handed Jiang Ci's coat to him.
"Thanks."
Zhou Mingli took the clothes and skillfully helped Jiang Ci put them on, then said to Liu Ke, "Then we'll be leaving now."
"Okay... Take care on your way, Xiao Jiang drank quite a bit today."
Zhou Mingli responded, knowing that she had drunk quite a bit today. After thinking for a moment, he simply picked Jiang Ci up and carried her out.
Liu Ke's eyes widened in surprise.
"Oh my...you know what, you guys really have to admit, Xiao Jiang's partner is really great."
"He's handsome and tall. Look at his strength! He picked up Xiao Jiang and he didn't even wobble while walking. That's really impressive!"
“My husband is so skinny, he’s like a stick. He can’t even lift me up, let alone carry me for more than a few steps.”
Liu Ke overheard some murmurs and turned her head to see several senior female employees from the department standing at the back of the banquet hall, whispering amongst themselves.
Liu Ke: "..."
For some reason, she had a vague premonition that when Jiang Ci returned to work after the New Year, she would inevitably be asked about her lover.
Fortunately, Jiang Ci was drunk, so it was understandable that her lover carried her away; otherwise, Jiang Ci and Zhou Mingli would have been subjected to cricket attacks.
Jiang Ci was completely unaware of this. The hall was heated, so hot that it made one's brain stop thinking. When Zhou Mingli carried her out and the cold wind blew, she shrank back and snuggled even closer into Zhou Mingli's arms.
Zhou Mingli arrived at the bicycle parking spot, put Jiang Ci down, and gently patted her cheek, saying, "Don't sleep, there's still a long way to go back, be careful not to catch a cold."
Jiang Ci opened her eyes with some difficulty, "I...I'll go ride a bike."
"What are you riding? Are you trying to drive drunk?" Zhou Mingli grabbed her. "My colleague has already taken my bicycle. Let's ride one together."
Jiang Ci frowned, as if she was thinking about something.
Soon, she relaxed her brow. Zhou Mingli unlocked the bicycle, helped her sit on the back seat, and then got on the bicycle himself.
"Hold on tight." He pulled Jiang Ci's hands over, wrapped them around his waist, and put them into his pockets from behind.
In the dead of winter, whether you're riding a bicycle or sitting on one, your hands get quite cold.
Jiang Ci landed headfirst on his back. Zhou Mingli was riding his bicycle with one hand, while his other hand held Jiang Ci's hand, which was in his pocket, to prevent her from falling off. When they reached the main road, he saw a car parked on the side of the road.
Zhou Mingli glanced at it indifferently, then pedaled his bicycle away into the distance.
Guo Zhen glanced at the couple expressionlessly.
If you don't accept the toast, you will be punished.
Jiang Ci didn't even know how she got home. In her dazed state, she felt a warm touch wiping her cheek.
She did whatever the other person told her to do.
It's also because Zhou Mingli knows too well how to take care of Jiang Ci.
Jiang Ci is very clean. Even if she can't take a bath every day, she will wipe her body with a damp towel every night.
Zhou Mingli helped her lean against him, pried open her mouth, brushed her teeth with a toothbrush, took off her clothes that smelled of smoke and alcohol, and wiped her body with a towel soaked in hot water.
He held a small basin that belonged to Jiang Ci and a small towel, and turned his head to ask the drowsy Jiang Ci, "Can you hug my neck?"
The only response Zhou Mingli received was a long, drawn-out breath.
Zhou Mingli was quite helpless. He pecked her lips, then held her thigh in his hand and carefully cleaned her up.
When Jiang Ci woke up, it was already the next morning.
Because she has to go to work every day, her biological clock is very accurate, and she wakes up on time.
She ran her fingers through her slightly disheveled hair and glanced at her clothes.
I drank a few too many glasses of baijiu yesterday and ended up blacking out completely.
Jiang Ci gained a deeper understanding of her alcohol tolerance. Thinking that she didn't have to go to work, she covered her slightly throbbing head and lay back in bed with a clear conscience.
"Mom! Wake up!"
Outside, the eager little birds began to chirp and twitter.
Jiang Ci, who wanted to take a nap, was speechless.
When she finished dressing and went out, she saw Huang Zheyue using a cane to cook in the kitchen.
He saw Jiang Ci and smiled, "Aunt Jiang, you're already on holiday, you can sleep in a little longer! I'll cook!"
Jiang Ci: "………………"
For some reason, Jiang Ci had a strange thought: "I'm really not a good person. How could I let a twelve or thirteen-year-old lame boy make breakfast for me?"
"Please sit down, I'll do it."
Jiang Ci silently took the spatula and pot from his hands.
"What are you going to do?"
Jiang Ci's attitude was firm, so Huang Zheyue had no choice but to back down. "I... I want to fry the bread slices. There's also some fried noodles that Uncle Zhou made. I'll just mix them with hot water and drink it."
Pan-fried bread slices...
It's not difficult.
Jiang Ci looked confident and said, "Go make the fried noodles, I'll make the fried bread slices."
She's a cook, after all; there's no way she could mess things up.
Huang Zheyue had already cut the two-part steamed buns. Jiang Ci thought for a moment, cracked two eggs, and soaked the bun slices in the egg mixture.
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