my return to life

The village head and someone else lead the way.

Besides Lei Jun and Lin Bing, Li Wanqiang and a few others came to Xiaomi's side, as well as a woman whom Fang Nian had met, Guan Yingzhi.

A veteran employee, someone who invests in Xiaomi with a dowry.

Guan Qiuhe, Gu Yu, and Zhao Qian were all there, but Liu'er was not.

As soon as Fang Nian entered the room, everyone stood up, laughing and welcoming: "Welcome President Fang."

"That's too polite." Fang Nian joked with a smile, "I can't even see the menu."

"..."

This is a relaxed dinner party, so naturally most of them are beeps and beeps.

Does not deliberately mention official business.

It's all random chatter.

Those who can go to the table, who can't chat a few words.

While talking, Lei Jun suddenly mentioned: "It's a bit regretful to say that, Mr. Fang may have forgotten that Xiaomi's first anniversary was two days ago."

"Mr. Fang, you, the most important person in Xiaomi, failed to come."

Fang Nian laughed: "I haven't forgotten, the blackmail incident happened suddenly, which made me postpone it for two days."

As he said that, Fang Nian laughed: "Besides, since the establishment of Xiaomi, I haven't worked hard and donated much money, so I dare not be the most important person."

"Mr. Fang, you have to punish yourself three cups. You are more than half of the credit for Xiaomi's success today. You are looking down on me!" Lin Bing booed.

Fang Nian's eyelids twitched, and Lin Bing, who was usually polite, still bluffed like this in private.

The first time I went to Xiaomi, I had dinner like that, and I was dragged by Lin Bing to chat for more than four hours.

"Drink, can't I drink it!" Fang Nian hurriedly said.

"..."

After drinking three small cups of white wine with a total cost of 9 renminbi, Fang Nian heaved a sigh of relief and quickly ate two mouthfuls of food.

He said with a smile: "Speaking of which, Xiaomi's current revenue is several times that of Dangkang Games. Didn't you set a goal for this year?"

"Then Mr. Fang must come!" Lei Jun also booed.

Seeing this, Fang Nian didn't shirk it, and just waved his hand: "From the beginning to the end, I mean that Xiaomi will sell at least 1000 million mobile phones this year, and 200 billion revenue is no problem."

"Mr. Fang has the final say!" Lei Jun stated directly.

In fact, in an ideal state, it happens to be able to sell almost tens of millions of devices.

Open for purchase once a week, 20 units each time, 52 weeks a year, minus the two or three weeks during the Spring Festival shutdown, it is basically just right.

However, if Mi 1s does not perform well, it will be difficult to say that the sales of tens of millions.

"..."

What is said at the wine table cannot be taken seriously.

Everyone shouted and drank.

Ladies drink red wine.

Men are baijiu.

The three-dollar cup is paired with Moutai that has been around for several years, which is still good.

Fang Nian's drinking capacity is actually not bad.

But two fists are no match for four hands.

Hard to support alone.

Because it was a relatively relaxed occasion, Gu Yu was embarrassed to block Fang Nian's wine.

of course……

Gu Yu can't drink as much as Fang Nian.

What should be said or not.

This can be regarded as one of the few serious entertainments in Fang Nian, the kind without too much evasion.

then……

Naturally drunk.

Fortunately, Fang Nian just couldn't control his body perfectly, and his head was basically clear.

There will still be a sober amount left.

In the end, of course, the village chief helped Fang Nian get into the car.

Guan Qiuhe followed into the car, and after starting, he asked: "There is anti-alcohol medicine, do you want to take it?"

"Forget it, this is the first time in my life that I'm not drunk, it's a rare enjoyment and experience." Fang Nian waved his hands weakly.

The last remaining memories of Fang Nian are:

When I returned to the hotel, I was thirsty and drank half a bottle of water, which caused nausea and vomiting, and I vomited sporadically;

Good guy, Guan Qiuhe is also unlucky, just happened to be spit all over.

At that time, the village chief didn't have time to react, and finally realized that this scene was not suitable for him to stay for a long time, so he quickly called everyone to leave.

It was also the first time for Guan Qiuhe to be so embarrassed in public.

Although he had already walked into the hotel room, the village head and Liu'er were still there.

"..."

The next morning.

Fang Nian rubbed his eyes and sat up on the bed, glanced outside the door and saw Guan Qiuhe sitting on the sofa in the living room of the suite, flipping through magazines.

Feeling shirtless before seeing the rumpled bathrobe.

Yawning, Fang Nian wrapped himself in a bathrobe and walked out of the bedroom.

"Miss He has worked hard."

When he said this, Fang Nian scratched his head in embarrassment.

Mainly he remembered that he vomited all over Guan Qiuhe.

Guan Qiuhe glanced at Fang Nian, and said expressionlessly, "Hurry up and wash up, don't you think it stinks?"

"I'll call you a room service, and have some porridge for a while."

Then he gritted his teeth and said, "Let me tell you, I really mind this time, there will be no next time!"

"You've lost all my face!"

"That set of clothes cost more than 9 yuan. I will buy a new and more expensive set today to compensate my mother!"

"..."

Seeing Guan Qiuhe getting more and more angry, as if he wanted to scratch him, Fang Nian slipped into the bathroom.

Guan Qiuhe saw Fang Nian drunk for the first time, and the experience was too horrible.

Mr. Guan is very face-saving.

It made her not go back to her room last night, and she had to take a shower and change clothes here before she dared to go out.

At the end, Guan Qiuhe sighed faintly again.

It's really uncomfortable!

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PS: Continue to miss the days when I can finish writing at 12 o'clock~ Extra vote: Stories that happened 1, Stories that didn't happen 2~

Chapter 663 Mr. Lei Wants to Get in the Car

Spring is still bright today.

Scattered into the hotel room through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

It seems to have a warm breath.

Fang Nian sat at the small dining table under the window sill and drank half a bowl of purple rice porridge, then wiped his mouth, his appetite was not very good after a hangover.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is the busy Jianguomenwai Street.

Guan Qiuhe left before Fang Nian took a long time to wash up and went downstairs.

Speaking of which, this is the first time that Fang Nian has stayed in Park Hyatt by himself.

It's just the Park Hyatt in Beijing, located in Yintai Center.

Although Fang Nian and Guan Qiuhe had a lot of money, they didn't force them to live in the most spacious chairman suite, but only stayed in the chief suite two levels lower.

The space is specially divided into upper and lower floors, fully considering the experience and corresponding needs of the guests.

such as……

It was originally planned that the village chief would live with Fang Nian.

The upper and lower floors are just right, taking into account safety and personal privacy.

It's just that Mr. Guan was vomited all over, and the plan couldn't be carried out...

Sitting on the chair and stretching, Fang Nian raised his hand to look at the time, and before he knew it, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.

Fang Nian couldn't help muttering: "Wine is really a good thing to pass the time."

"..."

Then thoughts turned in my mind, and I simply planned the itinerary.

In fact, there are only two things in total: buying clothes for Guan Qiuhe and taking Zou Xuan to dinner.

These two things can be combined again, and it becomes very simple.

Fang Nian found the mobile phone on the coffee table and contacted Zou Xuan to confirm the other party's time.

Zou Xuan will have a class once in a while, and it will be in the early eleven o'clock after that, and she will be free after that.

Counting the time when Peking University picked up Zou Xuan last year, it was just right.

"..."

After tidying up and dawdling for a while, I went out with the village chief—Lei Jun’s Mercedes-Benz has not been returned yet, so there is no need to bother to ask for the hotel’s car service.

I arrived at the East Gate of Peking University just after 11:30, and picked up Zou Xuan before [-]:[-].

After Zou Xuan got into the car, Fang Nian asked with a smile, "Have you decided where to go and what to eat?"

"Ah... I've searched a lot, can you find one from among them." Zou Xuan said thoughtfully.

Then he handed the phone memo to Fang Nian involuntarily.

Fang Nian took it with a smile, glanced at it a few times, and said, "It's pretty well done, and most of them are on Chang'an Street. If I had known, I wouldn't have come to pick you up."

Then he explained: "I stayed at Yintai last night..."

Zou Xuan blinked: "Huh?"

"That's true, tell me, it's the same as if I drove there by myself."

"..."

So I went around and went around, and finally returned to Chang'an Avenue.

I picked a well-known restaurant, which can be regarded as an Internet celebrity restaurant.

I heard from Zou Xuan that there are usually a lot of people and there is often a queue.

Fortunately, today is Friday, not so exaggerated.

Needless to say, Fang Nian actually doesn't like restaurants that require a queue to eat, no matter how good they are, he is willing to go there.