Chapter 113
After Lei Tingjun packed his things, a group of his brothers surrounded him and took him to Old Chen's Sichuan restaurant in the county.
This meal was a farewell dinner for Lei Tingjun.
About a dozen brothers came, filling two tables to capacity.
When Master Chen saw so many people arrive at once, he happily went up to greet them, but he noticed that everyone was not in high spirits, and their expressions were not as enthusiastic as when they came to eat out after receiving their wages.
After listening for a while, I learned that Lei Tingjun was leaving the Oriental Factory.
Today's meal is a farewell dinner hosted by his friends.
Old Chen brought up a case of beer and said, "Lei Zi, you're leaving Dongfang Factory? Where do you plan to make your fortune next?"
Lei Tingjun smiled and said, "Thank you for your kind words. Go to the city and see if you can make a name for yourself."
Old Chen patted him on the shoulder and said, "Not bad. With your skills, Lei Tingjun will definitely be a hero wherever you go. You've been doing a lot of business with me these past few years. This beer is on me today."
Lei Tingjun said, "Thanks, then I won't stand on ceremony. Same old thing as before, get the brothers all served."
Old Chen chuckled as he entered the kitchen, put on his apron, turned on the high-powered gas stove, and began cooking.
Meanwhile, the two groups of guys sat around Lei Tingjun, each opening a bottle of beer.
Zhou Peng started by saying, "Boss, since you've made up your mind, we brothers won't say anything more. Let's all drink to our hearts' content!"
Lei Tingjun didn't hesitate. He raised a bottle of wine, clinked it with his brothers, and downed it in one gulp.
The case of beer that Lao Chen brought up was gone in an instant. Seeing that Lao Chen was busy in the kitchen, Sun Xiaojun got up and went to the cabinet to bring over two more cases of beer.
"Brother Lei, you've packed your things today? Are you planning to leave tomorrow?"
"Not yet," Lei Tingjun said, taking a sip of his drink. "I'll stay with A-Qiang for a few days first, and then set off after next week."
Lei Tingjun always does things in a very planned way. What he says is only a third of what he has thought through. His brothers can't really guess what he's thinking.
Old Xiao only had a vague idea.
Thunder Army probably still has some unfinished business.
That matter is most likely related to Ji Wanmei.
Soon, Chef Chen brought up two large plates of stir-fried twice-cooked pork: "You guys eat first, and help yourselves if you need more wine. I'll also bring you two plates of peanuts."
After drinking for a while, more brothers who had heard the news came over one after another.
They were all people who usually had a good relationship with Lei Tingjun and his group.
Everyone knows what happened between Sun Xiaojun and Zuo Quangui.
Lei Tingjun acted so loyally this time, going to great lengths for his friend. He is truly a hero. Everyone felt it was a pity that he was leaving, so they all came over to have a drink and see him off.
After all, once I leave, I don't know if I'll ever have the chance to see you again.
Originally there were two tables of people, but as they ate, it turned into three tables.
The beer was carried away case after case, piling up like a small mountain next to the table.
The brothers sensed that Boss Lei must be in a bad mood, so they all came up to toast him, offering words of comfort and blessings. They all said that no matter where they were in the future, if Boss Lei needed help, they, as his brothers, would help him without hesitation.
Lei Tingjun accepted all the drinks offered by his brothers without hesitation.
In the kitchen, Old Chen was busy cooking, sweating profusely from the heat.
By the second half of the drinking session, the number of people at the three tables had increased to four.
Some who missed dinner time also came over after finishing their overtime work.
The fact that so many brothers came to see Lei Tingjun off shows how good his reputation is among his brothers.
Ah Qiang from the scrap yard, having received the news, also came over midway and sat down next to Lei Tingjun for a drink.
A-Qiang wasn't from the factory, so he didn't know the details of the matter, but that didn't stop him from joining the other brothers in cursing Zuo Quangui and his son, as well as Yang Zhiping and his son.
Lei Tingjun had no idea how much he had drunk.
Anyway, all he heard was that whenever he casually shifted his foot, bottles under the table would shatter with a loud crash.
Lei Tingjun felt that he was probably drunk.
Several tables of people surrounded him, making a racket that gave him a headache.
He really wanted to see Ji Wanmei lately.
I really want to, I really want to.
He didn't know why, but even though he had so many brothers around him, Lei Tingjun still felt empty inside.
Old Xiao doesn't drink much because of his poor health. He only drinks a little, and he still needs to remember to take this group of people back later.
By the second half of the drinking session, Lei's eyes were already glazed over.
Lei Tingjun has a high alcohol tolerance; most people can't get him drunk.
Today, he probably drank more than a dozen bottles, and he kept drinking. Old Xiao could tell that he was in a bad mood.
It wasn't because I lost my job, but because of something else.
"Brother Lei, are you alright?" Old Xiao asked as he stepped forward.
"It's nothing." Lei Tingjun waved his hand, stood up, and walked out.
Old Xiao and A-Qiang quickly chased after him, "Brother Lei, where are you going?"
"I'm going to meet someone, you don't need to worry about me."
Lei Tingjun's steps were heavy, and he was heavily intoxicated as he disappeared into the night.
Old Xiao looked at A-Qiang and said, "You take Brother Lei's things to your place first, I'll go pay the bill."
The twenty brothers scraped together another three hundred yuan.
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