Mr. Qi?

Song Yong asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Dezi, what do you mean?" Dezi didn't say much, but walked straight to Song Yong, stretched out his big hand, and lifted him up from the chair like a chicken.

With a scream, Song Yong was forced to kneel in front of Zhou Qi.

"Mr. Qi, please give me your instructions." Dezi said respectfully.

Facing this scene, Song Yong was completely stunned. You know, what kind of person Dezi is, Song Yong knows it all. Now such a person is so respectful to Zhou Qi, then who is this Zhou Qi?

After Song Yong realized the seriousness of the situation, he immediately changed his expression and said flatteringly:

"Mr. Zhou, these are just small matters. We can sit down and talk about it. As for the acquisition, four million is not a problem. We can handle it according to the procedures. I can also help you coordinate it."

After hearing this, Zhou Qi couldn't help but laugh: "Director Song, you really are a man who knows the current situation."

"No, no, Mr. Zhou, thank you for your praise." Although he was kicked to the ground by Dezi again, Song Yong still kept smiling, like a big insect struggling to get up, "Dezi, look, there is really nothing serious between me and Mr. Zhou, just a little friction."

"Well, I'll drink three cups as a punishment," he said with a hint of apology.

He added, "This is just a small compensation for Brother Zhou Qi."

Zhou Qi glanced at Zhang Wenhui without saying anything. Zhang Wenhui understood what he meant and immediately grabbed three bottles of liquor from the side, put them heavily on the table, making a thumping sound, and then quickly unscrewed the bottle caps.

When Song Yong saw this scene, he immediately remembered what Zhou Qi had said before, and his face turned pale instantly. Three whole bottles of liquor, if he really drank it, wouldn't it be fatal?

He quickly forced out a smile, trying to ease the atmosphere: "Mr. Zhou, are you kidding? We are talking about serious business now. If he gets drunk, what will happen to the acquisition? We should put the overall situation first, don't you think?"

But Zhou Qi ignored his refusal and picked up his phone to make a call.

A familiar voice came from the other end of the phone: "Xiao Zhou, why did you think of calling me today?"

"Hello, Mr. Xiang." Zhou Qi responded politely.

That's right, Zhou Qi called Xiang Hongsheng, whom he hadn't contacted for a long time. More than half a year had passed since the last meeting. The contact between the two was mostly maintained through the Second Artillery, and they still maintained their old friendship.

After a few pleasantries, Zhou Qi directly made a request: "I have a small matter, I hope Mr. Xiang can help me."

After hearing Zhou Qi's request, Xiang Hongsheng was quite surprised.

In his opinion, this matter was just a trivial matter, but Zhou Qi actually called him personally for help.

While Zhou Qi was talking to Xiang Lao, the scene on the other side was extremely tense. Under Dezi's pressure, Song Yong had to start drinking.

Dezi had a knife on his waist, looking ready to attack at any time, so Song Yong didn't dare to hesitate at all. He could only grit his teeth and drink a whole bottle of liquor in one breath.

The burning sensation seemed to burn in his stomach, and he spat out the last sip of wine.

However, before he could catch his breath, Dezi thought he was too slow, so he grabbed him and forced another bottle of wine into his mouth.

A gurgling sound accompanied Song Yong's painful whimpering, and everyone present was stunned by the scene.

Sun Zhihua was so frightened that his face turned pale, and Lin Ruixue tightly grasped her arm. Although she wanted to speak, she held back because Zhou Qi was on the phone.

Only Zhang Wenhui watched coldly from the side, silently repeating three words in his heart: You deserve it.

"It feels so good." With a heroic statement, another bottle of white wine was opened, but half of it was spilled inadvertently, and the remaining half was drunk in one breath.

"vomit!"

"Mr. Zhou, I was wrong. I was really wrong." Song Yong pleaded, "Please forgive me this time. I promise I won't do it again."

When Dezi heard this, his eyes instantly turned cold.

It turned out that Song Yong not only broke the rules, but also dared to covet someone he shouldn't have.

This is undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire.

In anger, Dezi swung his fist and hit Song Yong in the face with two heavy blows.

Seeing this, Lin Ruixue hurried forward to dissuade him: "Stop fighting, what if something happens?"

Feeling the concern from the beauty, Song Yong immediately seized the opportunity to continue begging: "I really know I was wrong, please be magnanimous and let me go. You are of a prominent status and it is not worth it to cause trouble because of such a small matter!"

Zhou Qi seemed unusually calm. "You really think about others." He chuckled and said, "But what does this have to do with me? You came here on your own and no one forced you to drink. Besides, it's not uncommon to get drunk and cause trouble in such occasions. Maybe it was your own inappropriate behavior that provoked others."

Hearing this, Dezi sneered and taught her a lesson again: "You are so drunk and yet you still touch the girl! Come on, drag him out and deal with him."

"Cut off your hands?" These two words hit Song Yong's heart like a bolt from the blue. The next second, he was so terrified that he became incontinent.

As night fell, a tense atmosphere filled the box.

"No...don't..." Song Yong said tremblingly.

"I drink, I drink, I want to drink..." he repeated helplessly.

At this moment, Zhou Qi's phone vibrated. The caller ID showed that it was from *** of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission, and there was a question about the acquisition of the cotton mill.

Zhou Qi didn't exchange too many pleasantries and went straight to the point: "We are interested in purchasing the cotton mill for four million."

This offer confused the SASAC leader, because it was the bottom price they were prepared to negotiate. He wondered: Didn't they send the director to negotiate?

Since the other party did not lower the price further, why did Xiang Hongsheng call in person and be so serious?

Zhou Qi noticed the other party's confusion and explained, "The information I received was indeed four million, but the price given by Director Song today was five million three hundred thousand."

"So that's how it is." The head of the SASAC suddenly realized, "It seems that Director Song is not only addicted to alcohol, but also has some other bad habits. How can such a person be in charge of such an important matter?"

At this point, both parties tacitly ended the call. Soon, the SASAC promised to send new personnel to handle the matter.

Almost at the same time, Song Yong's cell phone rang. He knew who it was without much thought.

Zhou Qi glanced at Dezi, then let go of Song Yong and handed him the phone.

Zhou Qi stood up, gently took Lin Ruixue's hand, and the two walked out of the box together.

Zhang Wenhui followed closely behind, and although his steps were a little slow, he could still vaguely hear the voice of Song Yong answering the phone drunkenly in the box, as well as the words he mentioned about the "Disciplinary Inspection Commission."

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