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

Chapter 827 I want face
"Sister Dao, come on, pour me another glass of wine," Lao Zhang held his hand on the railing on the second floor, already quite drunk. The noise was extremely loud.

Dao Mei also quickly followed his instructions and ran over with the wine on the table.

At this moment, Lao Zhang was having a drink with a young man from his neighbor, "Brother, let me tell you, although I am from the south and you are from the north, when it comes to drinking, I am no worse than you northerners."

"I don't know how drunk people in the north are, but how brave are you? Have I ever seen those over there? I'm the only one taking care of so many people."

The young man who was drinking with him was also a typical young talent, a successful young man, with a cheerful appearance and a slightly red face at the moment. It seems to have a special taste, but no one can tell what it tastes like.

"Brother, if you say that, we really need another drink. I just came here just to see who he is? You guys are having such a good time, but you just detain me for drinking, right? But if we want to drink, we must drink enough."

Some drunk people are either garrulous or loud when they speak, and some are even so messed up that you can’t make any sense. However, often drunk people and drunk people understand each other no matter how confusing their words are.

Without saying a word, Zhang Zhejie poured a large glass of wine and drank it down, followed closely by the young man.

Sure enough, this is Lao Zhang's main battlefield. Jiang An hugged Lin Xixi, who was tired from dancing, and leaned on the sofa. Seeing Zhang Zhejie socializing with ease, he was a little envious, "Why can't you tell me that I can't do it?" .”

"Our teacher Jiang is not good at these things," Lin Xixi said openly, "Anyway, you can do whatever you like, and if you don't like it, don't do it."

Jiang An hugged his arm tightly and was about to say something when he saw Mr. Xu walking over with someone from a short distance away. He had a very strong aura, even though he was still far away. But Jiang An knew that he must be staring at him.

"Wait a moment." Jiang An pushed Lin Xixi and then slowly stood up. At this moment, Mr. Xu also came to them, "Little brother, can we have a drink?"

"Of course."

Mr. Xu was cheerful and Jiang An was not verbose at all. He picked up the wine glass and the two touched it gently. But just when he was about to drink, Mr. Xu suppressed Jiang An's wrist and said, "Drinking is drinking, but northerners don't drink half-full."

Jiang An glanced at him and looked him up and down and said, "Brother, we don't seem to know each other very well."

The reason why he used words he didn't know well here was mainly because he was worried that the other party was drunk. If he really said that he didn't know him, it would be bad if he angered the other person and caused a conflict.

Mr. Xu said cheerfully: "Don't worry, I haven't drunk too much. We really don't know each other, but we are destined to meet each other. I watched you guys having a great time upstairs, and I also wanted to come over and spend some time in the world."

"Don't say that."

Jiang An might believe anyone who said this, but he didn't believe it at all when Mr. Xu was saying it. Just when the two of them clinked glasses, Jiang An noticed the gold watch on his wrist, a serious Nautilus, a big one. A product of millions.

Also, the clothes he wears seem simple, but the materials are very sophisticated and well-tailored. It looks like they are tailor-made. Custom-made items are definitely not ready-made clothes. They can be compared. No matter how big the brand of ready-made clothes are, they cannot be compared with customized ones. of comparison.

These external factors are still secondary. The key is what Jiang An can feel in Mr. Xu's eyes. In addition to confidence, there is also the majesty of a superior.

"Then let's have a full cup." After a short silence, Jiang An smiled, picked up the wine and poured it into the cup. Mr. Xu did not show any weakness, and soon the two of them filled a large cup each, which was enough. That’s 200ml of Louis XIII!
Although this kind of brandy that is over 50 years old has lost its potency, the strong flavor of the wine is still something that not everyone can enjoy.

"Cheers, little brother," Mr. Xu raised his glass gently, then raised his head and drank all the wine in the glass. Jiang An didn't say anything, and imitated him and was sullen.

Even though he usually drinks outside, Jiang An would always take the initiative to give in, but today he didn't know the person he didn't know, and he always felt that the person in front of him was a bit powerful. If he gave in If so, he might keep weighing on his head.

"Well done!"

As someone who has been working in a winery for decades, Mr. Xu knows very well how much consumption of 200 ml of brandy will cause to the human body.

Jiang An could still stand in front of him with a straight face. Gradually, he had a good drinking capacity and a very strong drinking courage.

"I just like people like you, little brother. If you don't mind, how about we leave each other's contact information? Don't talk about anything else, just being playmates, I think it's fine."

He said this, but Mr. Xu also took out his business card, as if he didn't intend to give Jiang An a chance to refuse. "Hey, what are you doing?"

Finally, Lao Zhang, who was drinking at the top of the stairs, realized something was wrong here and hurried back.

Just because of the drinking he had just had, he was now quite drunk. His body was still swaying a little when he walked, and his voice was louder than before, "Who are you?"

It doesn't matter if he shouted like this. Mr. Xu didn't say anything, but the muscular handsome man was unhappy, "Brother, let's come over for a drink. What are you shouting for?"

"Oh, why are you calling me?"

As a southerner, Lao Zhang shouldn't have spoken like this. Perhaps he had been with Jiang An for too long, or they had temporarily lived in the north during this period, and those brainwashed northern dialects had completely invaded the language system, causing him to speak like this. Pure Northeastern accent.

"Isn't that what you are doing? We don't know each other, so what are you drinking?"

"Isn't it possible?" At this time, the handsome man stared, and now Mr. Xu gently pushed him, "What are you doing?" Then Mr. Xu turned his attention to Lao Zhang and looked up and down. Looking at him, "Little brother, don't get me wrong, I just saw you guys having so much fun, so I wanted to come over and join in the fun. If you don't like it, I can leave now."

"Where are you going?"

Lao Zhang tilted his head and said with a half-smile, "I also want to have a drink with you. I looked at you just now. Is it the table on the third floor?"

"That's right," Mr. Xu nodded, "Then can I ask why you noticed me?"

"No reason, I think you're looking at me."

Lao Zhang yawned and asked Sister Dao to bring over a bottle of wine. Mr. Xu hurriedly stopped him: "No, I've already brought the wine."

"That's so embarrassing."

Even though Zhang Zhejie had just yelled at them with a loud voice, after a short exchange, he had confirmed that the other party did not mean any harm, and showed his usual cheerful demeanor: "We also have wine, how about we drink together."

"It's not urgent," Mr. Xu observed his situation, "How about we drink up the wine I brought first, and if it's not enough, we can talk about it later, okay?"

"no problem."

Zhang Zhejie didn't even use a cup. He just raised his head and drank half of the bottle of Louis Has been completely consumed.

"Good drink!"

Mr. Xu's emotion came from the bottom of his heart, and from the bottom of his heart, he was more interested in these two young men, because he seemed to be able to see his former self in them.

"Little brother, you are quite cheerful, but this leaves me with a difficult problem. You drank half a bottle of wine. If I drank less than you, wouldn't I respect you less?" Mr. Xu asked him deliberately. Let's see how Lao Zhang will answer.

Zhang Zhejie's reaction was also very simple, "Drink as much as you want. We drink for love, not for fun. Besides, brother, you are older and look at your appearance and aura, and you are better than us, no matter where you are." To put it simply, you are at least an old-timer, and we must respect you as an old-timer."

"Then how can I respect you?"

Zhang Zhejie asked and answered his own question: "It must be that I drink more, and you order a little, that'll be fine."

What he said was reasonable and well-founded. He took out Mr. Xu and expressed his attitude at the same time.

Mr. Xu is very satisfied, but he is also a very particular person. How could he lose face at such a time, especially when he encounters such a temperamental person, he will only behave more...

(End of this chapter)