After four or five days of daily "negotiations on supply sources," Li Yichen became acquainted with the three men left behind by Mian Liu. Diplomacy had always been his weak point, so Li Yichen himself was fully responsible for building relationships.
Because Mr. Li is humorous, experienced, rich and generous, he has given them many "little gifts" in the past few days. The three subordinates who have never traveled far all admire the old man very much.
That night, Fifth Grandpa, who had arranged everything in advance, celebrated his birthday.
Tibetans traditionally don't celebrate birthdays, and some may even forget their own. They prioritize religious festivals over personal birthdays. Fifth Grandpa had chosen this opportunity to let Mian Liu's men experience how Han Chinese celebrate birthdays.
Li Yichen warmly invited these three people to attend the Han ethnic group's birthday banquet, which was a feast of food they had never tasted or even seen in the local area. The three people did not come empty-handed, and each brought a white Hada for the fifth grandfather, making it quite formal.
After three rounds of drinking, the four of us, all former soldiers, could hold their liquor well, so drinking with the three men was a piece of cake. The four of us took turns urging them to drink, and Li Yichen added some of the snacks Hu Xi had bought in Modern Times to help them relax. After more than an hour, the three of them were completely drunk.
"By the way, why didn't I see your boss this time?" Li Yichen asked the most crucial question casually.
"Boss? Our boss? Where's the boss? Boss? Oh, our boss went to talk business. Yes, he went to talk business."
"Brother, I don't mean anything else. I just feel uncomfortable listening to what you said. Why didn't I take you with me to discuss business, which is such an experience-enhancing thing?" Li Yichen said while pretending to be drunk.
The man who just answered was called Ge Mu Sang Gao. When Li Yichen said that, Ge Mu Sang Gao felt like he had met a soulmate. Looking at the other two who were chatting happily with Fifth Grandpa and Old Man Li, he put his hand on Li Yichen's shoulder and put his head close to Li Yichen's head. To outsiders, this was a sign of being drunk.
Ge Musang looked at Li Yichen with a high look for a while and said, "You are telling the truth. Take me as your brother. I will tell you the truth. The business that our eldest brother went to discuss is not a trivial matter. Doesn't he know?" After saying this, he raised his index finger, which was shaking uncontrollably due to drinking, and put it to his mouth, meaning that he should not say it.
Li Yichen was shocked. Human trafficking? If he hadn't died, how many people would he have harmed in all these years? His hands trembled slightly with anger. He felt that he had lost his composure and immediately pretended to pour wine for Ge Mu Sang Gao to cover it up. Ge Mu Sang Gao happened to be drinking and didn't see Li Yichen's hands shaking.
"Your eldest brother is very capable. You will definitely be successful if you follow him." Li Yichen gave Ge Mu Sang Gao a thumbs up. No matter what, he would flatter Ge Mu Sang Gao first.
"Well, yes, to be honest, our eldest brother is Han, a Han Chinese. He doesn't do things like us Tibetans. He's bold and straightforward. Brother, don't worry. I will definitely have the opportunity to follow you in the future."
"What's your name, brother? I don't even know your name." Li Yichen poured another glass of wine for Ge Mu Sanggao.
"Big Brother? Big, of course I call you Big Brother, what else should I call you?"
Because Ge Musang spoke Chinese quite well, Li Yichen didn't expect that he didn't understand what he asked. Maybe he was drunk and his mind was not working properly.
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