Qiu Xiaoshan didn't ask Ye Zhiqiu for help. After all, he, the great hero, had drunk a lot of wine and his face was very red.
He and a group of people from the security department sent Mao Wenchang and four others away.
Ye Zhiqiu didn't know what to do for a moment. It didn't seem like there was anything wrong with staying. As for Liao Yegu's work quota, he needed to pick up his father and bring his household registration booklet to the city to process it.
He returned to the small private room and saw Liao Yegu had woken up. He poured himself some water and drank it in big gulps. After being drunk, one should drink more water so that he could feel better.
"Secretary, you're awake now. The situation here has been resolved. I thought it was nothing serious, so I left first. My fellow villagers are still in the hospital. And who should I return these clothes to?"
Although Liao Yegu was still under the influence of alcohol, his mind was much clearer. He waved his hand, motioning Ye Zhiqiu to come over and sit down.
After Ye Zhiqiu sat down, he asked, "We underestimated you. If we had known you were such a drinker, we wouldn't have charged so hard. How's the situation going? How many bottles does Mao Wenchang produce every month?"
Ye Zhiqiu replied with a smile: "It started with 5,000, then 10,000, and then increased to 15,000, and finally Director Chen won 20,000!"
Liao Yegu slammed the table and said happily, "Great! I finally feel relieved this time! We've met with them many times about adding more bottles of wine, but he always said he'd finish them first."
He can't hold his liquor as well as others, and he always falls down first, so there's nothing we can do about him! This time, this old fox finally got caught. We've been holding our breath for too long!"
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