At 8 p.m., Qian Shuailong, the general agent of Sanhua Liquor in the provincial capital, invited business partners to dinner on the second floor of the store.
A large round table, six people toasting each other, all of them were general agents for various brands of alcohol.
"Old Qian, why is Old Huang fighting with Wang Peng? Isn't this bullying the weak?"
"Manager Sun Chong, let me tell you something inside. Wang Peng's shop was burned down by Huang Hao. Guess what the relationship is between Huang Hao and Huang Ran?"
"Oh? I see. But the Huang family is going a bit too far. One is secretly setting fires, while the other is openly suppressing us?"
Qian Shuailong stood up with his wine glass in hand, and the others followed suit, and they all toasted together.
“Brothers, Huang Ran is being dishonest. He can target Wang Peng, but he can’t sacrifice our interests.”
"Manager Sun is right. Wang Peng took three thousand yuan worth of goods from me last year. It's not much, but even a fly is still meat."
"Old Qian, how about we secretly supply Wang Peng with goods?"
Upon hearing this, the table suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked at Qian Shuailong.
Sanhua Liquor has a high sales volume in the provincial capital, second only to Qinghe Group.
Qian Shuailong shook his head. "Wang Peng gave me a 7,000 yuan order last year, and Huihuang gave me a 70,000 yuan order. Of course, I want both. But,"
He sighed and said with a bitter smile, "I hate Huang Ran too, but I really can't do anything about it. Let's drink, guys."
"Let's drink, let's not talk about these unpleasant things," Sun Chong said with a smile, raising his glass.
The group continued to toast and drink, and soon the topic shifted from Huang Ran and Wang Peng to beautiful young ladies.
The phone on the table rang. Qian Shuailong glanced back at it and continued to invite everyone to drink.
About half a minute later, the phone stopped ringing, but the next second it started ringing again.
"Old Qian, answer the phone, what if it's your wife calling?" Sun Chong said with a smile.
"You bitch, don't you know I'm drinking?" Qian Shuailong stood up angrily and pressed the speakerphone button.
A voice came from the phone: "Manager Qian, hello, this is Wang Peng."
The room fell silent, and everyone turned to look at the telephone.
"Brother Wang, haha, I'm having drinks with some friends. Want to come over for a couple of drinks?"
"Thank you, Brother Qian. Let's drink another day. I want forty cases of Sanhua Laojiao. An old customer is in a hurry to get the goods."
"Hehe, sorry bro, I'm out of stock."
Qian Shuailong lit a cigarette and winked at his drinking buddies, who all smiled.
"Manager Qian, you must know Zhou Yun, the sales director of Qinghe Group."
"I know him. We were drinking together yesterday."
"Manager Qian, he colluded with Huang Ran to maliciously choke me and refuse to sell me Qinghe liquor. I couldn't just sit and wait to die, so I visited Liu Qinghe under Dong Shiheng's arrangement. As a result, Zhou Yun was fired, and the sales vice director personally delivered the liquor to me."
After Wang Peng finished speaking, everyone's eyes widened.
Dong Shiheng is the owner of a leading steel rolling mill in the provincial capital. Liu Qinghe is the owner of Qinghe Liquor, a famous brand in Central China.
Everyone felt a chill run down their spines, never expecting Wang Peng to have such extensive connections. They had all thought Huang Ran would torture and kill Wang Peng.
"Brother Peng, what do you mean? You're not threatening me, are you? Making an example of me?"
"Hehe, Brother Qian, don't misunderstand. I just thought this was interesting and wanted to entertain you."
“Brother, of course Liu Qinghe isn’t afraid of Huang Ran, but I am! You don’t know, Huang Ran’s leg hair is thicker than my thigh hair.”
There was silence on the phone again, a full half minute, as the drinking buddies stared at Qian Shuailong.
Feeling humiliated, Qian Shuailong said in a deep voice, "Wang Peng, to tell you the truth, it's Huang Ran who won't let me cooperate with you."
“If I cooperate with you, Huihuang Supermarket will immediately remove my wine from its shelves. They sell 70,000 a year, while you only sell 7,000.”
"So, little brother, listen to my advice, go and apologize to Huang Ran..."
Beep, beep, the phone was hung up by Wang Peng.
"Damn it, this little punk, trying to act tough with me? What are you pretending to be, some big shot?"
Qian Shuailong pressed the speakerphone button forcefully and stormed back to the table, saying angrily, "Guys, let's continue drinking."
The atmosphere became somewhat awkward, and no one was in the mood for drinking anymore.
Just then, the phone rang again.
"Holy crap." Qian Shuailong walked to the phone, glanced at the caller ID, and said, "Old Sun, is the last four digits 083 your home phone number?"
"Yes." Sun Chong hurriedly went to answer the phone. His wife's voice came through the receiver, "Brother Chong, Boss Wang from Brother's Tobacco and Liquor called us. He wants you to deliver fifty cases of Songhe liquor tomorrow. This time, he'll pay in cash directly."
"Wang Peng?" Sun Chong's heart sank, and he whispered, "Wait a little longer, don't pay any attention to him for now."
He hung up the phone immediately and said with a smile, "Old Qian, there's an emergency at home, I need to go back and take care of it."
Qian Shuailong waved his hand and said in a deep voice, "Brothers, if Wang Peng calls you too, let's ignore him."
The drinking buddies dispersed and went home.
Sun Chong went downstairs, put on his helmet, and rode his motorcycle home. Just as he left the liquor market, he saw police lights flashing ahead.
Traffic police are checking vehicles.
Having both a driver's license and vehicle registration, Sun Chong remained calm. When he saw the traffic police waving at him, he immediately slowed down and stopped.
Under the streetlights, the young traffic policeman saluted him, "Comrade, please show me your driver's license and vehicle registration."
Sun Chong hurriedly took out his ID from his pocket and handed it to the young traffic policeman with both hands.
The traffic police officer carefully checked the documents, put them directly into his pocket, and placed a stick in the man's face. "Comrade, want me to blow on you?"
Sun Chong was a little confused and hurriedly asked, "Officer, what is this?"
The traffic police officer said, "The breathalyzer is a precious tool issued by the Ministry of Public Security, specifically designed to test whether a driver is driving under the influence of alcohol."
Sun Chong's heart skipped a beat. "Officer, why are you checking for drunk driving? I've never heard of drunk driving checks in the provincial capital!"
"Comrade, if you think there's something wrong with my enforcement, you can file a complaint against me at the Third Squadron. My name is Li Keyong. Please blow the air!"
Li Keyong placed the testing device in front of him again, saying, "Comrade, please cooperate with law enforcement."
Helpless, Sun Chong had no choice but to bite the bullet and blow air at the direction of the traffic police.
Li Keyong smiled slightly and showed him the test instrument data.
"Comrade, your blood alcohol content is 85 milligrams per 100 milliliters, which constitutes drunk driving."
"You will face a fine of 2,000 yuan, six months of detention, and a five-year ban on obtaining a driver's license."
"Xiao Lin, Xiao Zhang, take him to the hospital for a blood test."
Sun Chong's head buzzed. Just as he was about to plead for mercy, he suddenly remembered that Wang Peng's girlfriend's uncle was Li Keyong.
He hurriedly said, "Comrade, may I make a phone call?"
"Excuse me, you need to go to the hospital for a blood test first," Li Keyong said. "Xiao Lin, let him sober up for four hours after the blood test."
Xiao Lin and Xiao Zhang each supported his arms from the left and right.
Sun Chong was extremely anxious. "Officer Li, Wang Peng is my friend."
“No one can be your friend,” Li Keyong said with a smile. “Comrade, please cooperate with our work.”
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