Ten years as a substitute!Now that she leaves, she regrets it too much

Chapter 809 Ready
Speaking of Mr. Jiang, Zhang Zhejie had something to say: "Lao Jiang is not someone who talks behind my back. It doesn't matter that your old man is not good at poker. The key is that he always likes to play tricks on them. My grandfather said this more than once."

"Oh, let's not talk about this."

Ruojia pushed him from the side, "Mr. Jiang, what are we going to do today?"

Jiang An thought for a while: "Why don't we just bet a few bottles of wine at the bar? Anyway, the Chinese New Year is coming soon, and the wine Grandpa hid here has been almost consumed by us. If we can't make up for the old man, I'm worried that when I return to the Magic City, He's definitely going to kill me."

Originally, I told Mr. Jiang that I would only take one or two bottles, but with Zhang Zhejie there, how could I possibly keep those fine wines?

In this period of time alone, the two of them had almost wiped out all the old man's wine collection.

"That's easy to say."

Zhang Zhejie slapped his chest: "Brother, be prepared to pay for a bar."

Along with the clattering sound of mahjong, several people started a new round of war.

If it were other prizes, Jiang An might not care, but when it came to hiding wine, he had to take himself more seriously.

But is it really useful to be serious at the poker table?

As Zhang Zhejie played Tianhu again, in just three laps, Jiang An had already lost to him more than a dozen bottles of good wine.

"Look, we lost again."

Lao Zhang pushed the cards in front of him with both hands and stared at him with a smile, "How about we just stop playing. I think if we continue at this speed, I will easily drink myself to death."

"I'm not convinced."

Last time Jiang An thought it was because he couldn't exhaust the gas, but this time it was different. Lin Xixi kept playing tricks on herself, but she still couldn't beat him.

"Then I'll let you see it today."

When he arrived at Zhang Zhejie's home court, he stood up proudly, came behind Jiang An and said to you: "In addition to skill, you also need to be aware of your emotions when playing cards, and the most important thing is to be sincere."

"Sincere?"

Jiang An has never believed these remarks: "Don't fool me here. So what? I keep telling myself that I can beat you more, but isn't this still a loss?"

"That's because I have a baby. Look at what I have."

As he spoke, Lao Zhang took out the key from his pocket and found a small teapot hanging on it. Judging from the material, it should be made of Nanhong.

"Did you see it? This is what I rely on to win every game."

Lao Zhang took the small teapot off the keychain and handed it to him: "Look at what's written on it?"

Jiang An looked back and forth, and finally found a line of small characters on the bottom of the teapot. It was a very, very small official script called Ba Ba Ke.

"Let me go, are you a little too mysterious?"

“Do you think it’s mysterious??

Zhang Zhejie hurriedly took back the small teapot and put it back on the key chain: "I tell you, this thing is the hottest thing now. Basically, everyone who walks in the world has one." These four people who walk in the world have one. This word irritated Lin Xixi's nerves. She had always regarded herself as a heroine. I am particularly interested in anything related to Jianghu: "Lao Zhang, show me."

"You have no use for this thing." Zhang Zhejie scratched his head, but still handed him the key chain.

"I mainly socialize outside and socialize with some superior and subordinate cooperative companies. It's not interesting to just eat and drink. We always have to have fun together."

"Especially now that our company is getting bigger and bigger. The partners I come into contact with, as well as the sales staff and other subordinates, are all at a higher level than before. The bosses are different from the young people. No one can sit in the bar. , sit there for half the night."

"So you decided to play mahjong instead?" Jiang An asked.

Zhang Zhejie nodded and said to Jiang An, "You don't know. Sometimes I play mahjong with them all night. I think it's better to go to the bar and stay there."

"At least the chairs in the bar are soft enough. Forget about those mahjong tables."

When he thought about the experience of playing mahjong with those clients and superior companies all night long, Lao Zhang felt that his back and waist were sore. Those old guys played mahjong slower than a snail. He couldn't wait to play mahjong. few minutes.

"Just playing mahjong with them is torture enough."

"And this is when we have an equal relationship with each other. You can imagine how uncomfortable it would be for people from other units to meet these old people."

"You can't say that." Listening to him complaining, Ruojia came from the side and said, "Isn't this also our job? Besides, since the bosses of those big companies like this, what else can we do?"

"anything else."

At this point, Ruojia suddenly caught him, "Have you forgotten me? Every time you come home feeling uncomfortable, I have to massage you."

"Don't I feel sorry for you too?"

Although the massage process was quite sweet, Lao Zhang knew best that after each massage, he had to do another full-body massage for his personal leader. Rather than being massaged by him, it would be better not to massage him.

Originally, after a massage, the whole body would feel very relaxed, which was just right for lying there and sleeping lazily. However, if Ruo Jiaye was massaged again, the motor nerves of the entire body would be mobilized again. There were several times when Lao Zhang lay down after all the tossing. Couldn't sleep at all in bed.

At that time, Ruojia was still thinking about taking him to the hospital and prescribing some drugs to treat insomnia.

“Do you think it’s okay if the company doesn’t engage in such activities?”

Jiang An also felt that these activities were too harmful to Zhang Zhejie's health, whether it was drinking, playing mahjong, or other social activities: "Aren't they tired of always doing the same thing?"

"I don't think so."

Sighing, Zhang Zhejie put down the tea cup in his hand: "Let me tell you, these guys are more patient than you think. I remember that time I went to talk to the bank, and I accompanied their president for two days. A night of mahjong without stopping at all."

"Then don't say anything else."

Jiang Anxin started the mahjong machine: "No matter whether you win or I win this game today. I have to buy some good wine and comfort you. Why have you never told me."

"Why are I telling you this?"

Zhang Zhejie stared at him and said with a smile, "How come if I tell you, Mr. Jiang is willing to come over and experience it himself?"

Jiang An was really intimidated by this kind of thing, "It's okay to socialize with them, but I really can't play with them."

"Then just wait until tonight to comfort me, and be sure to buy some good wine, okay?"

"no problem."

Time passed bit by bit, several people finished playing mahjong and finished eating, and the rice cakes in the pot were steamed.

After Jiang An and the others had finished their troubles, Lin Xixi originally wanted to rest at home, but she couldn't bear it, so Lao Zhang pulled Jiang An away and insisted on buying wine.

"The Chinese New Year is coming soon. Brother, if you delay for one more day, I don't know if these stores will be open."

As Zhang Zhejie spoke, he threw Jiang An's coat to him, "Let's leave now. It won't be a worry after we finish shopping. There are so many things at home and we only need wine."

It was rare for Zhang Zhejie to be so active, and Jiang An couldn't refuse him, so he could only say goodbye to the two girls, "Please take care of the house, we are going shopping."

“It’s not purchasing, it’s hunting.”

Zhang Zhejie corrected his wording on the side: "Purchasing is just a matter of buying random items, but bracelets are different. We have to select the best ones from a variety of good wines."

"Ok, let's go now."

It was around 6 pm when Jiang An and the others left home, and by the time they drove to the place where they bought drinks, it was already almost 7:30.

"Sure enough, the traffic jam in Spring City is rare in the world. Even in Shangjing, I have never seen such a difficult road." Zhang Zhejie complained as soon as he got off the car.

As a Chuncheng native, Jiang An had nothing to say and could only pull him into the store quickly.

This store is the largest old wine sales place in Spring City. Basically, wines from all over the world can be found here, but the problem is that the better the wine, the higher the price.

Arriving at the door of the store, Zhang Zhejie suddenly stopped and said, "Have you brought any money?"

"Absolutely no problem, don't worry."

Jiang An patted his pocket, "I'm very well prepared today."

"That's OK. There are 17 bottles of wine in total. Let's pick the middle value. How about I want 15 bottles?" Lao Zhang looked at him with a smile.

Looking at his cunning look, Jiang An was really helpless and funny, "Brother, do you still want me to thank you? Come on, just buy more and add to grandpa's wine cabinet."

(End of this chapter)