Everything is fine?
Li Dajun waved his hand and said, "The four of you sit next to Brother Wang. I tell you, serve me..."
"Anything else, brother." Wang Jianan hesitated and quickly stopped him.
Can he serve four people? Who will serve whom?
With just a casual glance out of the corner of his eye, Wang Jianan could see it clearly.
He had just drunk half a pound of white wine and felt dizzy when he came in, but when he was selecting people, he remained calm and collected. This is what a man should be.
Wang Jianan also truly admired Li Dajun in his heart. He was quite resourceful. Where did he get it from?
I have to say that the four girls do have their own merits.
Look at the first one, you can tell she is mature, she plays a lot, and she is as beautiful as a peach or plum.
The second one is gentle and lovely. She purses her lips and smiles shyly, which makes the person who is happy feel happy.
The third one is the most beautiful one because of her natural beauty. She is graceful, dignified and airy. She is neither liked nor disliked.
Wang Jianan has his own aesthetic taste.
He disliked anyone who had anything to do with Chu Yiqing, or was a little bit domineering.
Pointing to the girl at the edge who looked extremely weak, he said:
"Let's go with her."
…
The girl sat down and imitated her beautiful sisters to pour wine for Wang Jianan.
Wang Jianan clinked his glass with Li Dajun's, "Are you getting together with just the two of us and your two men? No one else?"
Li Dajun glanced at him and smiled, "Brother Wang, no wonder people say you never talk about this. This is just the beginning, aren't you feeling uncomfortable?"
After making a joke, he leaned close to Wang Jianan's ear and said two more names, and Wang Jianan raised his eyebrows.
As the saying goes, speak of the devil and he will appear. Just as the two of them finished their conversation, the deputy director of the Taxation Bureau and the fat Director Sui of the Land Bureau pushed open the door of the box while licking their bellies.
Wang Jianan's relationship with the guy from the tax bureau was just average, but he had a good relationship with Director Sui, who was his elder brother, otherwise he wouldn't have introduced him to Bi Yue.
As soon as Director Sui entered the room, he glared and shouted, "What's wrong with your face?"
"I fell off my bike."
"Huh?" Director Sui took a closer look, and taking advantage of the chaos of everyone greeting each other, he patted Wang Jianan on the chest and teased in a low voice: "I thought you were tickled by your sister-in-law. Why did you come to a place like this today?" After saying that, he burped.
"How much do you drink? You're drunk every day because you have wine?"
"Who are you drinking with?" After everyone sat down, Director Sui casually waved to a young girl, patted the person next to him, and then looked at Wang Jianan.
"I was invited by someone else."
"Are you brave enough today? Big Brother thinks you are young, but you have to be my age to want this..." Speaking of this meal, Old Sui said meaningfully: "The younger you are, the better it tastes."
Wang Jianan, with a stern expression, even cursed: "Zhongnanhai has been opened to the public, and fashion models dare to walk around the square. Reform and opening up are happening, so why can't I also be ideologically liberated? What's the point of being timid? I've never been afraid of my wife."
Even Li Dajun, who had heard it twice, laughed silently and cracked melon seeds without taking it seriously.
Next, the beautiful women came around and toasted each other. Wang Jianan and the guy from the tax bureau who had a mediocre relationship raised their glasses frequently. After a few drinks, they became brothers. I called you Brother Wei, and you called me Brother Wang.
Wang Jianan had to admit that many of his relationships were actually established in private, and he had previously rejected this way of interacting.
Director Sui is a very busy man, a bald middle-aged man who is almost fifty years old. He whispers the latest policies to Li Dajun from time to time, and flirts with a beautiful young girl from time to time.
Wang Jianan even heard and saw this old man pinching the girl's chin and saying:
"Why is your little mouth still swollen? It's been two days, right? Are you worried about it? Huh?"
"Brother Sui, I have to punish you with a drink."
The coquettish behavior made Director Sui call her a little devil, and then he laughed and was willing to be a wine barrel.
Wang Jianan was stimulated and turned around to look at his younger sister.
The little sister was very shy, and when he looked at her, she quickly took the initiative to sit closer to him.
A scent filled Wang Jianan's nose, a combination of white wine and foreign liquor, making him feel a little drowsy. It seemed that after a while, he would be overwhelmed by the surrounding environment.
By the time he realized it, he had already grabbed the girl's hand and placed it on his knee. The girl said something to him with a smile, but he couldn't hear it clearly because the dance music was too loud.
Wang Jianan's fingers shifted under the flickering light of the turn signal. He wanted to push it away, but also to hold on tighter, even to move it up from his knees. He pursed his lips and looked forward.
The people on the dance floor and around him were all applauding. Although he didn't understand the situation, he knew that when Old Sui drank too much, he would like to sing "Young Man Has Great Ambition and No Worries". This was starting again.
"Through many storms and many years, I have endured many hardships but my love remains unchanged.
Young people with great ambitions do not worry about anything.
The golden shield, forged with blood, has been through many ups and downs, so why fear the wind and the rain? "
Wang Jianan suddenly exerted force on his hands, and the 19-year-old girl immediately fell on his chest.
In order to hide his awkwardness, Wang Jianan let go of the girl's hand after pulling her down and applauded Lao Sui.
The girl looked up stealthily. She had never seen this person before, although she had only seen a few of them.
This young man was different from the two she had met recently.
To put it bluntly, he was much younger than other capable middle-aged men, probably around 30 years old. He was handsome, but had several wounds on his face.
Also, the most special thing is that I have a feeling that this man looks smiling and his face is red, but I always feel that the redness is not only due to alcohol, but there is something else.
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