The president always wants to steal my sweet potato

Over time, he got used to drinking a little wine when he was happy, and felt that this could really enhance the atmosphere.

This time, in order to find out the movements of that group of foreign forces, he has stayed up for several nights in a row.

He had been on edge these days, even in his dreams he was thinking about how to set up traps within traps within traps for them, hoping to catch them all at once.

Fortunately, hard work pays off and today we finally succeeded.

After finishing this matter, Lu Chengfeng will give him a vacation.

So there’s nothing wrong with drinking, and there’s no need to worry about it affecting his work and state, because he is a “free man” now.

It just so happened that Lu Chengfeng approved the banquet, and Zuo Huaxuan was delighted. This was a godsend opportunity to make some money!

We must celebrate with this “good” wine and make up for all the suffering from staying up late these days.

However, he still pretended to be serious on the surface, as if he was just celebrating with alcohol. People who didn't know him thought he was just expressing his feelings and showing his generosity.

As of now, only Lu Chengfeng and Lu Yichen can see through his little tricks of "fleecing the sheep".

But these two people have long been accustomed to it and choose to ignore it.

It’s just a few bottles of wine. Zuo Huaxuan’s usual efforts in work are much more valuable than these bottles of wine.

And he wouldn't go too far. The so-called "薅羊毛" (fleecing the sheep) was just a self-mockery he made as a joke.

Lu Chengfeng wasn't really going to let him take advantage of him for nothing, it was just that this little bit of wine was nothing to him.

Lu Yichen blinked, his long eyelashes fluttered, and pursed his lips in silence.

He decided to defeat magic with magic:

"You're just chanting like a monk. You're not a monk, so why are you chanting? What's the point of just drinking? Why don't you drink tea? When people see you, you just take a sip of tea and say 'Yeah, it's nothing'. Isn't that too much of a style?"

After hearing this, Zuo Huaxuan paused, his eyes rolled around for several times, and he thought to himself: This seems to make sense.

But he glanced at the opened wine again, reluctant to waste it, and besides, it was Boss Lu who was treating them today, so it would be a waste not to drink it.

As he thought about it, he raised his chin and gestured to Lu Chengfeng: "Boss Lu is treating us today. I finally get to make some money. Wouldn't it be a waste if I don't drink this wine? I can't take it back so blatantly."

As he spoke, he stared straight at Lu Chengfeng, and the hint in his eyes was obvious: Give me the wine.

Seeing this scene, Lu Chengfeng sighed softly, with a helpless look on his face: “The wine in your hand is not cheap, there is no more.”

"This is the first bottle you opened today. If you want to take it home, I'll only give you three bottles today. If you don't want to take it home, just drink it here. When you finish it, it's gone."

Zuo Huaxuan's eyes lit up instantly when she heard this. She slammed the table and said loudly, "No more, no more. Drinks are still delicious!"

As he said this, he quickly took the two bottles of wine and hid them beside him.

This wine is a small bottle, and three bottles are not a lot, but the value is there, so Zuo Huaxuan is of course happy.

But looking at the bottle that has already been opened, I feel a little bit sorry.

He glanced at Lu Chengfeng and deliberately asked, "Are you going to fly a plane later? Don't drink and drive."

After saying that, he looked at Lu Yichen again and said, "You are so small, you should stop drinking and drink tea instead."