He is not a person at the beginning of the game.

As the sky gradually darkened, Yan Kenong stretched tiredly to relax his muscles. He caught a glimpse of Guo Qinshou sitting on the sofa. At this moment, Guo Qinshou looked totally out of shape.

The waistline of the brown-gray work jacket had been pulled back to the chest, revealing six faintly visible abdominal muscles.

Nowadays, it is not easy for people to have enough food to eat and put more vegetables in their baskets, let alone to keep such an alternative figure.

A pair of old Yanjing cloth shoes were thrown far away by Guo Qinshou in his sleep, and the two shoes, one right side up and the other upside down, looked quite harmonious.

He sat in a big posture, occupying the entire sofa, with his head resting on the armrest, and drooling from the corners of his mouth from time to time. He looked so casual and free.

"Ugh!"

"I was so foolish at the beginning that I listened to my old leader and held the reception at the steel mill's guesthouse."

Guo Qinshou's sleeping posture is simply unbearable to look at, Yan Kenong muttered in a low voice.

"And how could I have lost my mind and become friends with such a jerk? It's so shameful!"

“——Ah~”

"What's wrong with being my friend? If I hadn't helped you, you should have been locked up in the cowshed and paraded through the streets. That would have been a very sour and refreshing experience."

Yan Kenong was startled by Guo Qinshou's answer. After taking a closer look, he found that Guo Qinshou had woken up and was looking at him with wide eyes and indignation.

Yan Ke Nong thought about the past. If it weren't for a group of people helping each other, he might have died inexplicably in a cowshed in the snow and ice like his former colleagues.

Then his family was broken up, and his talent was exchanged for being alone, with no one paying attention to him.

Putting away his thoughts and wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, Yan Kenong smiled brightly: "Yes, thanks to our Director Guo, you are a living Bodhisattva who saves people from suffering."

"Then may I ask the Bodhisattva how to arrange things for the evening? I'm leaving this 100-pound body of Xin Nan in your hands!"

"Huh~"

Guo Qinshou shuddered violently, jumped off the bed at a speed of eighty miles per second, and shook his whole body to try to shake off the goose bumps.

"Oh my god, Old Yan, are you possessed by Tang Monk? Let me make it clear first, I only eat safe food. Don't even think about letting me taste your three-no products with too long a production date. I will not accept them!"

Yan Kenong could no longer tolerate Guo Qinshou teasing him and claiming that he was a rare scholar among administrative personnel.

He grabbed the eraser on the table and threw it at Guo Qinshou who was still jumping around.

"Your mouth will bring you disaster sooner or later. I'm going to beat you up first to ward off disaster for you, so that you won't suffer in the future."

The two laughed and joked for a while, then Yan Kenong packed up the documents and was pulled out of the office by Guo Qinshou, who did not treat him as an outsider. This was the first time he got off work on time after being rehabilitated.

Fengzeyuan, an authentic old Yanjing restaurant, is exquisitely decorated and exudes traditional flavor everywhere.

Even in the new era, this Chinese style of solid wood decoration is still the mainstream.

In the private room, Guo Qinshou and Yan Kenong sat next to each other. The table in front of them was filled with more than ten dishes, a combination of meat and vegetables that were delicious and fragrant.

The most eye-catching thing is the unopened white porcelain wine bottle with the words "Specially Supply" written on it. The red trademark is extremely eye-catching.

"Old Guo, do you have something to say? Let me tell you, if you really have something, tell me quickly before I get drunk, otherwise..." Yan Kenong stared at the wine bottle greedily.

Guo Qinshou had known this would be the result.

Yan Ke Nong considers himself a cultured person, but he also has the problems of cultured people, that is, the romantic and talented men drink and have fun, which is a problem that has been passed down since ancient times.

Yan Ke Nong has another characteristic: he will fall drunk after drinking just one glass of wine. Yes, even a small 20-liang glass of wine, he will fall drunk before he finishes drinking.

He can drink surprisingly little, but he can't change this bad habit. Of course, Yan Kenong is willing to drink, but he doesn't have the habit of drinking too much and he is very good at controlling his mouth. This is why Guo Qinshou is willing to make friends with him.

Self-control is a valuable human trait.

"Old Yan, you should practice your drinking capacity. Forget it, it's probably innate." Guo Qinshou expressed his understanding.

Unscrewing the wine bottle, Guo Qinshou smiled slightly and took the initiative to fill Yan Kenong's glass: "But you really said it, I really have something to talk to you about this time."

"There is a student in your school who has some conflicts with me. I want you to help him out when he graduates and is assigned a job. I want you to help me assign him to a certain place in the mountains."

Guo Qinshou smiled casually, as if he was talking about a trivial matter: "It's best to never get ahead in your life, to have a lot of room for improvement but never be able to touch it in your life."

Just one sentence can ruin someone's future. This is the charm of power.

Yan Kenong frowned, looking as serious as if he was going to a banquet, and thought over and over again in his mind.

He was not trying to shirk his responsibility, but was wondering where there could be such a position that seemed high-end but had no future.

At this time, Guo Qinshou stretched out his chopsticks to pick up food for him, very attentively.

When Yan Kenong saw Guo Qinshou's expression out of the corner of his eye, an idea suddenly came to his mind, and he actually thought of such a position.

Moreover, this position does not require working in deep mountains or dense forests, so there is no chance of being noticed anything unusual.

"It is said that scholars have many ideas. It seems that you have thought of this, Old Yan?"

Although it was a question, Guo Qinshou's tone was certain.

Yan Ke Nong picked up the chopsticks with confidence, picked up the food slowly and put it into his mouth, chewing it carefully.

While eating, he casually smirked and said, "I really thought of such a position. This time it's all thanks to you, Guo Da Piezi."

Without waiting for Guo Qinshou to ask, Yan Kenong said directly, "How about the civil affairs clerk stamping the marriage for someone like you?"

I really got excited when I heard this.

Guo Qinshou's eyes lit up, and he stared at Yan Kenong with his big, sparkling eyes, full of shock.

"Old Yan, it's just like what I said just now, you scholars, you have a lot of tricks in your eyes, if you want to say something dirty, it's you!"

Picking up the wine glass, Guo Qinshou drank it all in one gulp.

"No more words, just do it!"

Guo Qinshou was so excited that he slammed the cup on the table.

He stretched out his arms and hugged Yan Kenong. Just two taels of wine were enough to make Guo Qinshou's face turn bright red.

It's not that I can't drink, but I'm intoxicated by the feeling of asking friends to do things for me and knowing that everything will be fine as long as I ask.

Guo Qinshou excitedly filled another glass of white wine and drank it all without saying a word.

"What...ma...is a friend? You, Yan Ke Nong, treat me like this so you are a friend. It's all in the wine!" After drinking it in one gulp, Guo Qinshou turned the wine glass upside down and howled while pointing at the glass without a drop of wine flowing out.

Yan Kenong smiled and patted Guo Qinshou on the shoulder. As for friends, no matter whether they are doing good or bad things, it is enough to help without asking reasons.

Seeing Guo Qinshou drinking four ounces of wine, Yan Kenong finally asked the question in his heart: "Don't drink yet, tell me your name, this kind of thing can't be delayed, otherwise there will be too many variables."

"I'll get it done tomorrow morning. Don't worry, as long as he's with us, he's a saint. I'll pull him down for you!"

The saint is a representative of the four old dregs and a brilliant representative in the cultural history.

For a scholar like Yan Ke Nong to use saints as metaphors shows how determined he is.

Clapping his hands together, Guo Qinshou whispered slyly, "His name is Cheng Jianjun, he should be a sophomore in your school, hehe..."

Yan Kenong's small eyes sparkled with brilliance: "That's easier. Let's first give him a good academic record, and then...ah~hahaha!!"

"Yes, let's go for it, cheers!! Hahahaha..."

The two men who were in cahoots with each other smiled.

The so-called "blooming on the bar" means that your academic file will have a black bar, commonly known as a bad record. Future personnel work assignments, transfers, etc. will be viewed with prejudice, which is equivalent to a person released after serving his sentence.

Cheng Jianjun said - I didn't check you, I just saw Su Meng, it's unfair...