Don't mess with farmers

"There is such a thing..." Liu Jiawen frowned, and asked again: "Then what if we don't go?"

"If not, then he will..." Jiang Feifei raised his head

Seeing it, he immediately shut up.

Liu Jiawen followed her gaze and saw Deng Shitian walking towards them with a beer belly in his hands and a bright smile on his face.

"Brother Jiawen, I'm leaving first." Jiang Feifei picked up the water glass and nodded at the director who came over, then trotted around the desk and walked out.

"Liu Jiawen, come with me to meet the client tonight. You are a bank executive. It just so happens that you can also get familiar with the project business. After get off work in the evening, you and Zhang Jian go to my office."

Deng Shitian was two meters away from Liu Jiawen, stood there and confessed, regardless of whether the other party wanted to, looked at his watch, turned around and left.

"......"

So, he was turned over tonight?

Liu Jiawen was annoyed, and somewhat regretted coming to work at 'Hua Xia'. This Deng Shitian looked abnormal. His radar was very accurate, and he could tell if he was the same kind with a few words.

Before leaving get off work, Zhang Jian deliberately came from the next door to look for him, but also with a reluctant expression on his face, "Jiawen, let's go and find Mr. Deng."

"Okay, let's go." Liu Jiawen still understood, stood up with his hands in his pockets and walked out.

"Hey? Jiawen." Zhang Jian quickly followed, and asked in a low voice, "Can you drink?"

"It's average." Liu Jiawen thought his drinking capacity was not bad.

Zhang Jian sighed: "Hey! I'm going to drink until midnight again tonight. The leader of CITIC is especially good at drinking. Every time I mix white beer and red beer together. Last time I drank it and threw up. I almost went to the hospital. .”

"So cruel?" Liu Jiawen's face was not very good-looking, his third young master had never been forced to drink before.

Zhang Jian nodded: "It's true, it's not an exaggeration at all."

The two came to Deng Shitian's office to find someone. The other party was already ready to wait for them. Several people hurried downstairs. The driver was waiting downstairs in the company. Seeing Deng Shitian coming out, he immediately opened the door with discernment.

Liu Jiawen got into the car together, thinking that he might be going home later tonight, so he took out his mobile phone and sent Xiao Yi a few text messages, telling him that he would get off work later.

After staring at the phone for a while, there was no reply. Xiao Yi may be busy, after all, the signal in the basement is not very good.

The car drove for about 10 minutes, and stopped steadily in front of a high-end Chinese restaurant. Several people were led by the waiter to the private room on the second floor. his staff.

"Hello, Mr. He."

"Mr. Deng, long time no see, take your seat."

The two middle-aged men gave each other a few cold words, and as soon as they sat down, Mr. He looked at Liu Jiawen and asked with a smile: "This one looks new, is he new?"

"Yes, this is a new colleague named Liu Jiawen from the capital department." Deng Shitian turned his head and introduced, with a satisfied look on his face.

"Mr. He, hello." Liu Jiawen nodded politely.

"That's right, handsome guy, hahaha, I will work hard with Mr. Deng in the future, and I will definitely have something to eat."

"Hehe..." Liu Jiawen laughed dryly, and glanced at the wretched man next to him.

"Come here, let's serve wine." Mr. He greeted the waiter, and then asked: "Mr. Deng, today is the old rule, let's drink white first."

"Okay, no problem, Mr. He has the final say." Deng Shitian patted his beer belly, planning in his heart to drink and get everyone down tonight.

After a while, two waiters came in with several bottles of Moutai and several bottles of Wuliangye. Without hesitation, they directly opened two bottles of white.

Liu Jiawen's eyelids twitched. There are only six people in this room. Is this the rhythm of one bottle per person?

The waiter poured the white wine into the wine dispenser, and put one jug for each person on the table. Before the dishes were all served, Mr. He picked up the wine jug and said, "Dry one jug first."

"..."

Liu Jiawen stared at the wine dispenser in his hand, feeling like cursing.

Perhaps this is the so-called workplace entertainment?

The leader drank it all in one gulp, so he and Zhang Jian, of course, had to follow in the footsteps of the boss.

Liu Jiawen didn't eat a bite of the food, and just ate half and half. Liu Jiawen felt that he might not be able to last for an hour.

"Jiawen, are you okay?" Zhang Jian noticed that his face turned red, and he was a little concerned.

Liu Jiawen shook his head: "It's okay, this little wine is nothing."

"Let's order food first." Zhang Jian was very considerate to help him add food, and he would complain in his heart that Deng Shitian would bully newcomers, every time.

"Thank you." Liu Jiawen stared at the food on the plate to thank him, but he didn't have any appetite looking at the delicacies.

He now wants to go home early and eat a bowl of noodles that Xiao Yi made for him, that is the real food.

Thinking of Xiao Yi, Liu Jiawen began to feel wronged again. If Xiao Yi was present, he would never want to let him drink so hard.

"Come, come, keep drinking." Deng Shitian suddenly put his arms around Liu Jiawen's shoulders, breathed out the smell of alcohol, and clinked the wine glasses.

Liu Jiawen slapped the opponent's dishonest paw away without hesitation, his anger rose, and he said coldly: "Stay away from me, I don't want to drink now, young master."

Deng Shitian was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, he was not angry, he just loved such a little wild cat, much more likable than Zhang Jian's erratic son.

He tilted his head and approached Liu Jiawen again, and whispered: "It's okay, you can drink later, Jiawen, you are really good looking, you have to use this innate condition, you should understand what I mean, want to be in the 'flower Xia' to make money, you must have resources, otherwise, what can you do with 8000 yuan a month? If you do a project with me...I promise to bring you to know more leaders, and when the time comes, the project will be paid dividends. It's easy to earn a few million a year, understand?"

Got it you shit!

Liu Jiawen really wanted to disregard the occasion, pick up the plate and put it on his oily pancake face, kick him away, and tell him loudly: Master, I have never been short of money, and the men in the family don’t know Tens of thousands of times more handsome than you, even this fat head and big ears have the nerve to tease me, and he is going out without looking in the mirror.

Liu Jiawen didn't want to talk to him, so he leaned back to distance himself from the other party, took a sip of the wine glass angrily, the 52°C Moutai was like fire from top to bottom, and his stomach gradually felt uncomfortable.

He seldom drank alcohol on an empty stomach, especially white wine. Maybe he drank a little too much just now, and now he felt a little dizzy, and his face began to turn red uncontrollably.

His alluring appearance made Deng Shitian's heart itch, looking at his smooth, rosy face, he wanted to go up and squeeze it.

I used to think that Zhang Jian was pretty good, and occasionally brought him out to socialize together, and he could take advantage of the other party's drunk unconsciousness. Zhang Jian is a straight man, and he doesn't think about it at all. He won't remember anything when he wakes up the next day. .

But Liu Jiawen is different. At the first glance, his impression is unmistakable. This handsome young man is definitely in the same category as him, so I thought about it. After all, he is the boss, so I don’t believe that Liu Jiawen dared to rebel. Let him come, unless the other party doesn't want to make money.

Then again, which of the young people who come out to work is not for money?Especially for those who invest, they all want to reach the sky in one step, and it will be enough for a few years to make a project.

Deng Shitian was full of confidence in this, and he wanted to hook people no matter what he said.

"Come on, Mr. Deng, keep drinking."

Mr. He of CITIC drank a few pots in a row, and the interest was already on the rise. He put down his chopsticks and began to persuade the wine, and then asked the waiter to change it to red wine.

When the two were mixed, Liu Jiawen immediately became dizzy, and Zhang Jian next to him was not much better, and his face was also flushed, but he didn't want to offend the leader, so he could only bite the bullet and raised his wine glass to toast in turn.

Liu Jiawen looked at the men drinking in high spirits in front of him, and his heart became more and more impatient. The third young master's patience had been exhausted. Now he didn't care about anything, he wanted to go home and sleep.

Just as he was thinking about it, Xiao Yi's phone swayed over. Staring at the caller ID on the screen, Liu Jiawen grinned, feeling better instantly: "Hey, Xiao Yi..."

Xiao Yi on the other side frowned tightly, and could smell the smell of alcohol through the phone, "Have you been drinking?"

"Well, a little bit." Hearing the other party's voice, Liu Jiawen felt a full sense of security, and leaned back on the seat very relaxedly.

"Address, I'll pick you up now."

"Oh, over there..." Liu Jiawen looked around, and said with his tongue out, "Minsheng Road, what Dadong's private dishes, um...a headache, I forgot."

Xiao Yi was a little worried, "Daju, I understand, I'm going to find you now, just be good and don't wander around, you understand?"

"Oh, hurry up." Liu Jiawen lowered his eyes, as if he was about to fall asleep any second.

After finishing the call, Liu Jiawen calmed down, stood up and walked to the bathroom.

As soon as he entered the door, there were hands on his waist. Without even thinking about it, Liu Jiawen turned around and punched him, "Fuck! You idiot...uh...how could it be you?"

Zhang Jian covered his beaten nose with an aggrieved expression, "Jiawen, why did you hit me?"

Liu Jiawen blinked and shook his head: "Sorry, I thought it was that..."

"Uh...I want to throw up, can you let me..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Jian knelt next to the toilet and began to vomit 'wow'.

Liu Jiawen quickly covered his nose and turned his face, which made him want to throw up too.

"Oh...it's much more comfortable." Zhang Jian began to rinse his mouth after vomiting, and he seemed a little more awake.

"Are you okay?" Liu Jiawen's tone was slightly concerned.

"It's okay, you can continue to drink after vomiting." Zhang Jian wiped his face with water, "Why is this really drinkable..."

"If you don't want to drink, don't drink it, that bastard can still pinch your neck to drink it." Liu Jiawen leaned against the door, saying it didn't matter.

"Hey! Isn't this for living? If I don't serve these big bosses well, my wife and children will drink the northwest wind."

Liu Jiawen was stunned. Seeing the other party's sad face, he felt strange emotions. He was well-clothed and well-fed since he was a child, and he never had to worry about food and clothing. For a while, he couldn't understand the pressure of life that Zhang Jian was under.

Thinking of this aspect, is Xiao Yi the same as Zhang Jian?Whether in the past or now, the burden on the shoulders has never been let go.

At this moment, Liu Jiawen decided that he would continue to stay in this company, and his original intention to leave had been stifled. Since he chose to be with Xiao Yi, he had to share the responsibilities of life.