Special Assistant's Notes

Chapter 4 Chapter 4

"How's your drinking capacity?" I asked Wei Boyuan, the co-pilot, while driving.

"Maybe it's not very good. I used to drink only when I had dinner with my roommates." He lowered the car window a little before turning his head and answering.

Although I didn't drink well in the past, I still had to tell him: "That's not okay. If we can't drink in our business, we won't be able to do anything. Drinking beer is not enough. Nowadays, everyone who has a little money and a little bit of status drinks baijiu." , red wine, sometimes mixed with it."

You Ben'an was a better drinker than me when he first started his business, and he was cheerful and talkative. He usually controlled the drinking scene and he drank the most.

At that time, he knew that I couldn't drink, and he was the one who blocked me from toasting.

He is good at drinking, even if he drinks too much, his face will not turn red, the more he drinks, the whiter he becomes.He said that he can drink anyway, and I don't need to force myself.

I wouldn’t let me drink too much even at friends’ gatherings. When he was young, he even teased him, saying that he was protecting his wife. with him.

Now that I think about it, it’s not just a matter of me being able to persist for eight years. Why not marry me? Thinking about those few years, apart from not exercising in bed, the two of us were just as good as other people.

At that time, he was too poor to pay the rent. Knowing that I love crayfish, the first thing he did when he made money was to take me to the night market. He ordered a table of what he liked, and he didn’t feel bad at all.

Who doesn't like it like this, but it's a pity that things are good things, if they are not given to me, what's the use.

Maybe it was because I was in a bad mood when I thought of You Ben'an, so I couldn't control it at night and drank a little too much.

Wei Boyuan blocked a few drinks for me, and I thought it would be a bit bullying for two people to drink one, so he was not allowed to drink any more.

In the end, the department manager was drunk by me. In fact, I didn't intend to drink him up.

Everyone got down, and the drinking party naturally broke up.

After calling a driver to take him home, I decided to take a walk by the nearby river to sober up.

Wei Boyuan paid the bill at the back, and when he found me, I leaned on the bench and almost fell asleep.

"The special assistant is really good at drinking." He sat down beside me.

I closed my eyes and rubbed my temples: "In the beginning, I didn't have enough capacity for alcohol. I learned it later. Now I don't drink often. In the first few years, I drank almost every day."

At that time, You Ben'an suffered from alcoholic liver disease, and the doctor asked him to quit drinking.

We run sales by ourselves, and there is a saying in this business: orders are negotiated at the wine table.

It's okay not to drink, in order to let him drink less, I had to do it.

At that time, I drank every day holding the toilet and vomited. After vomiting for a few days, You Benan’s eyes were red when he vomited. Later, I learned to suppress my throat to induce vomiting. Every time I drank too much, I vomited in the restaurant before going home. After practicing, I didn't vomit anymore.

"It seems that I have to practice hard in the future. To be honest, I used to think that talking about business is talking about business. Eating and drinking at the wine table is quite boring." Wei Boyuan rubbed his nose, as if he also felt that he was quite naive before .

I was very dizzy, and my stomach hurt a little. I took off the gold-rimmed glasses I had been wearing and put them aside, pinched the bridge of my nose, "It's quite normal, it's inevitable that you have such thoughts at such an old age, and I couldn't understand it before." Drinking and talking about business, but the wine table culture is prevalent. As long as it is useful in business, it is only a means of success. As long as it is a means, there is nothing that cannot be used. If you don’t use it, you are worse than others. A little worse than others , it must be swallowed alive.”

"Well, I understand. By the way, brother Mo didn't eat enough just now. I saw that there is a barbecue seller at the entrance of the restaurant. I bought you an ear of roasted corn. Do you want to eat?"

I opened my eyes and looked at the paper bag he handed to me. I held the oily packaging bag with my long and bony hands, which contained roasted golden corn.

I didn't have the idea of ​​eating at first, but when I saw it, I felt hungry instantly.

After thanking him, he took it, took a bite, and his mouth was full of sweetness.

I opened my eyes wide and looked at him with two words written all over my face: delicious.

The depressed mood that has not been relieved by drinking wine all night is instantly cured by an ear of corn. This is the power of food.

He probably saw me take off my glasses for the first time. He looked into my eyes and was stunned for a moment, as if he wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth but made no sound.

I didn't care, and reminded him to keep the hotel receipt, and remember to report back to the company later.

After eating the corn wine, he woke up for the most part. Although Wei Boyuan didn't drink much, he also drank. In the end, the driver took the two of us home.

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