Siheyuan: Pushing Huairu, the Prime Minister admits defeat

Looking at the few people who were still urging him to drink, Zhang Yunzhen felt so regretful that his intestines turned green. If he had known earlier, he should have been smarter and hide in the apartment with Zhang Yilei and get along well with the young cook.

He came to the banquet with nothing to do. Although the steak with fried mushrooms and black bread with butter was a good dinner, after eating, he felt like vomiting when he smelled the food.

Not to mention that people frequently came to toast him. If he drank, his alcohol tolerance was limited. If he drank any more, he would vomit yellow bile. But if he didn't drink, it would be hard to refuse the hospitality. It was not easy for them to get together for a meal in a foreign country, and Zhang Yunzhen didn't want to do anything to spoil the fun.

This matter is at a stalemate here.

Li Weijun initially didn't take Zhang Yunzhen's pleading look seriously. Didn't this guy usually brag about his amazing alcohol tolerance, saying he was the Wu Song of the modern age, who could drink a lot of alcohol. Now these little bastards had knocked down the Wu Song of the modern age?

So Li Weijun simply chose to ignore it, but he never expected that in the blink of an eye, Zhang Yunzhen's face turned red from drinking, and he kept vomiting into the trash can under the table.

Zhang Yunzhen was indeed somewhat wronged. Although Li Weijun brought two large jars of Huadiao rice wine this time, there were not enough people to drink it.

So in the end, most people actually drink other kinds of liquor. The most fearful thing about drinking is mixing things together. Once Huadiao, rice wine and liquor are mixed together, that one glass of wine will make you feel intoxicated.

There's nothing I can do. My alcohol tolerance is really there, and there's no way I can dilute it.

After Li Weijun gave Luo Kong a look, the other party immediately understood, cleared his throat, and spoke in a loud voice.

"Comrades, this wine should be consumed in moderation. We are all old men who have been tested by alcohol and should understand that a little drinking can soothe the mood, but drinking too much can harm the body. In my opinion, we should stop drinking this wine. Let's eat more food, drink well, and then we can go!"

Seeing Luo Kong speak, several people who originally wanted to pester Zhang Yunzhen had no choice but to give up.

Li Weijun looked at the scene in front of him, and a deep sense of helplessness surged in his heart. He knew that this kind of drinking culture was like a stubborn weed, and it seemed difficult to be completely eradicated and wiped out no matter where it was. Although the times are constantly developing and progressing, this tradition is still deeply rooted in people's social occasions.

Whenever he encountered such a situation, Li Weijun would feel an invisible pressure enveloping him.

He understands that in this social environment dominated by human relationships, it is almost impossible to completely get rid of the drinking culture. Even if he disagrees with it in his heart, he often has to bite the bullet and participate in it in order to please others, integrate into the group or achieve a certain goal.

However, every time he experienced such a situation, Li Weijun would always have a little resistance in his heart. He often thought about how to maintain good interpersonal relationships while sticking to his principles and bottom line.

Fortunately, my body has been strengthened and my alcohol tolerance is amazing, so I don't have to worry about the discomfort after being drunk. Otherwise, if I had an ordinary body, drinking such a strong drink out of the blue would be a torture to my stomach.

The table was a mess of cups and plates, and the guests were enjoying the happy time brought by delicious food and wine.

When the banquet was over, the place was filled with a strong smell of alcohol. Luo Kong felt dizzy because of excessive drinking, and he knew that he could no longer drive safely.

So he called a few of his entourage, and together they carefully lifted up the drunk and unconscious Zhang Yunzhen and put him in the car.

After arranging all this, Luo Kong did not stop there. He specifically asked a waiter from the restaurant to help drive the car, and specified that the car should be driven to the apartment where they lived.

While waiting for the waiter to arrive, Li Weijun stood aside to take a break, trying to sober up the drunk Zhang Yunzhen.

The accompanying staff surrounded the car to ensure that Zhang Yunzhen could lie quietly in his seat.

Not long after, Luo Kong hurried over with a young restaurant waiter. Li Weijun briefly explained the destination and precautions to him, and then got into the car with confidence. With the roar of the engine, the car carrying everyone slowly drove out of the parking lot and headed towards the apartment.

The waiter in this restaurant was a typical Ross guy, probably in his early twenties.

He was tall and straight, with a well-defined face, and his deep eyes revealed an innate determination and courage. His short blond hair was as dazzling as the sun, swaying slightly with his movements.

This young man is also famous for his hot temper. He usually does things quickly and vigorously, and never likes to procrastinate or hesitate. Once he makes up his mind to do something, he will act without hesitation and go all out to complete it.

Although he did not know these guests before, he keenly noticed from their words and actions that Li Weijun and others were of extraordinary identities and must be either rich or noble.

Therefore, the usually somewhat arrogant young man Ross put away his pride and behaved extremely respectfully and politely.

He walked quickly to the car, opened the door carefully, and bowed slightly to Li Weijun and others in the car.

After everyone was in the car, he quickly returned to the driver's seat, started the car, and then stepped on the accelerator steadily. The car sped towards the apartment like an arrow.

Along the way, the waiter drove the car with full concentration, not daring to slack off in the slightest, for fear of making any mistakes and offending these distinguished guests.

Li Weijun was sitting in the passenger seat. Although he was clear-headed, he chose to close his eyes to rest just in case. After opening the window a little, the slightly cold wind seeped into the car through the window.

There's nothing that can be done about it. Cars these days don't have the concept of internal and external circulation. If you want to turn on the car's heater without opening the windows for ventilation, everyone in the car will have to stay in the car.

Li Weijun thought about what he saw and gained at the banquet and felt that the meal was worth the money. On the one hand, it brought him closer to Luo Kong and others, thus avoiding having no one to rely on on the Luosha side. On the other hand, he found out who was in charge of the track and field event.

In order to better demonstrate his true strength in the upcoming track and field competition, Li Weijun secretly planned strategies and techniques in his mind.

In track and field events, especially those involving countries, winning is not a matter of strength at all. It depends on a power game, the best choice after weighing the pros and cons.

Often this choice is influenced by many factors and its strength is minimal.