Wu Dawei sat down and wiped the corner of his mouth with a towel. He reached out and patted the girl's delicate and fair hand.
"Thank you, thank you …"
"I'm sorry, Director Wu. I didn't know you don't drink …"
"I don't drink at all, Director Wu." Professor Liu said from the side, "It's just that he rarely drinks. It seems that Diao Chan is here today, so Brother Wu's interest is high." Professor Liu's words made everyone laugh for a while. However, Ma Yingjie was no longer embarrassed. Li Xiaomei kept smiling and let them use her and Ma Yingjie to make fun of the atmosphere at the table. Moreover, if "Diao Chan" could become the topic of conversation and laughter for everyone at the table, why wouldn't they do it?
Of course, when Ma Yingjie learned that Wu Dawei drank a glass of wine especially for him, he suddenly felt a surge of gratitude in his heart. It was like this in the officialdom. A higher official could crush a lower official. When it came to drinking, a person with a higher position would usually finish his drink as a form of affirmation and respect for the person with a lower position. This was an unwritten rule. Such a rule would always make people with lower positions feel grateful or proud, or even have a kind of sincerity of "a gentleman would die for his bosom friends".
Ma Yingjie felt his face was burning. He was a person who drank too much. Often, a glass of wine could make his face turn red. After this torment, he also relaxed. He poured himself another glass of wine, stood up, and turned to Mr. Hu, who was sitting on his right. Mr. Hu was boiling the mutton in the pot. Until Ma Yingjie called him, he was still scooping the mutton out of the pot and putting it on the plate in front of him. At this time, Wu Dawei suddenly coughed. Mr. Hu looked up and seemed to be startled. He immediately put down the things in his hand, stood up, and clinked his glass with Ma Yingjie's.
"I'm sorry, this mutton is delicious!"
"Mr. Hu, please eat more if you like it. Cheers! " Ma Yingjie gulped down the wine in his cup again. Boss Hu was shorter than him, so he could smell his scent even when they were face to face. The strange thing was that there was a faint fragrance on the body of such a fat man, and this fragrance was very refreshing. Mr. Hu took a small sip of the wine in his glass. After he sat down, the girl beside him wanted to pour him another glass. He grabbed the girl's hand and said, "Are you trying to get me drunk?"
"How would I dare, Boss Hu? How about I have a drink with you?"
"No, I heard that all the girls in Beijing can drink a lot. If you want to drink, you should drink three and I'll drink one."
"Boss Hu is bullying me. You don't know how to be kind to the fairer sex at all, "Professor Liu joked.
"I am a boorish man, unlike you, Professor Liu, who is an intellectual and refined man." As he spoke, he suddenly stretched out his hand to open the collar of the girl's blouse. "Let me see, let me see if you brought Jiuchi!" The girl giggled and skillfully slapped Mr. Hu's hand away. "Mr. Hu, you're really something. Even if you brought something, it wouldn't be Jiuchi!"
"Yes, yes, then it should be Flesh Mound."
"Director Wu, look, Director Hu is bullying me again."
After the commotion, the atmosphere immediately became relaxed. Ma Yingjie's mood also relaxed. He saw that Professor Liu was leaning over and talking to Wu Dawei. This was a middle-aged man who looked very refined. One could vaguely see the white at the roots of his hair. Ma Yingjie had an indescribable good impression of this person. It was the kind of feeling that could make you feel close to him very quickly.
Ma Yingjie waited. He wanted to propose a toast to Professor Liu. Although he was not clear about the situation, he instinctively felt that this person could help him. However, Professor Liu kept whispering to Wu Dawei. For a moment, Ma Yingjie did not know what to do. He put down the wine glass that he was about to pick up. He felt a fever in his stomach and wanted to eat something. Just as he was about to pick up the mutton from the plate and put it into the pot, a pair of chopsticks suddenly appeared in front of him, causing him to be shocked. He instinctively moved his head back and saw that it was Mr. Hu's hand that was reaching into the pot. He found that this somewhat bloated Mr. Hu turned out to be left-handed. When he used the spatula to scoop out the hot food from the pot, he did not put down the chopsticks in his hand. He just held them between his thumb and ring finger like a branch in the air.
"Old Hu, you're using dual weapons, right? Do you want to stab our Ma Bu? Diao Chan is guarding by the side. "
The strange thing was that Professor Liu was originally talking to Wu Dawei. How did he see it? Ma Yingjie was very puzzled. He hurriedly responded and said, "It's okay, it's okay." That Mr. Hu turned to him and said, "I'm a rough person. I don't know much etiquette. Please don't be offended, County Mayor Ma. Woman, why don't you sit here? If I want to stab someone, I'll stab you, right? "
"Mr. Hu, you must be joking. Who knows if you are a dual spear general or someone who can benefit from both sides?"
"Hahaha, a woman like you is very eloquent. I can't win against you. County Mayor Ma, I heard that your Wu Du is a very beautiful city, right? I want to go there and see it. "
"That's exactly what I want, Mr. Hu!" At this time, Liu Rusheng interrupted. He picked up his wine glass and said to Mr. Hu, "I present Buddha with borrowed flowers. Here's to you, Mr. Hu." After saying that, he downed the wine in one gulp. Ma Yingjie was at a loss. Mr. Hu seemed to be afraid of Liu Rusheng. Ma Yingjie inadvertently found that Mr. Hu suddenly became obedient. He stood up respectfully and drank the wine in the glass. He turned to look at the other two. Wu Dawei was still silent. He lowered his head and looked at the plate of lamb slices in front of him, as if there was something he couldn't see through and a secret was hidden in it. Ma Ying Jie realized that Wu Dawei was inhaling deeply, like a dog sniffing something that was buried in the ground. He raised his glass and continued Liu Rusheng's words.
"Mr. Hu, welcome to our Qin County. You'll know whether it's beautiful or not when you get there. Let me propose a toast to you on behalf of our Qin County to welcome you. " He drank the wine in one gulp. At this time, Liu Rusheng secretly pulled his pants under the table. Ma Yingjie felt a little drunk. He looked down and understood that Liu Rusheng was asking him to drink less. A warm feeling welled up in his heart. He was even more grateful to Liu Rusheng.
Although Ma Yingjie was a little drunk, he was still sober from beginning to end. He found that Wu Dawei did not eat anything at all. This was actually not strange. Nowadays, people with a little bit of status, let alone people like Wu Dawei, would not care about what they ate at all. In the following days, Ma Yingjie gradually understood that eating and drinking was just a form, a form of ceremony. It was a bit like the totem of the ancient people, which represented what was behind the material nature of eating and drinking. It was a metaphor. In such an occasion, it was the unspoken social nature that was being expressed.
When they left the hotel and saw off Wu Dawei and the others, Ma Yingjie, who was a little drunk, drove them to the entrance of the hotel. The driver had already stopped the car outside and was waiting for them. Before getting in the car, Ma Yingjie did not expect that Wu Dawei would turn around and take the initiative to shake his hand. It was a pair of very soft and warm hands, thick but not hard. When he held his hand, he felt that it was faintly discernible. For Ma Yingjie, this feeling was a little unreal and strange, but he could not tell why. For Ma Yingjie, the whole night was so unreal. But for the whole night, he was really accompanying the guests, who were extremely important in his eyes.
Wu Dawei said to Ma Yingjie, "I'm sorry, Xiao Ma. I'll treat you next time." Then he turned around and said to Mr. Hu, who was about to get into the car, "Mr. Hu, Mr. Hu, you promised to go to Qin County. You can't break your promise!"
Mr. Hu, who had half of his body in the car, came out again. He looked at Ma Yingjie with a smile and said, "Mayor Ma, can I take this lady with me?" He turned around and looked at the girl who was having dinner with him. The girl said shyly,
"Mr. Hu, do you really want to take me there?"
"Of course, as long as our County Mayor Ma agrees." Mr. Hu looked decisive.
"How could I disagree with you, Mr. Hu?" In fact, at this time, Ma Yingjie had a kind of irremovable disgust in his heart. He did not know why he did not like Mr. Hu. He always felt that there was something indescribable about this person. Although he had often been to places with prostitutes, he had rarely dealt with these beautiful women. He didn't turn around to look at the woman beside him. He only smelled a nice fragrance, but to him, this kind of fragrance was a little too strong and unreal.
Wu Dawei had already gotten into the car. Mr. Hu gave his business card to Ma Yingjie. He said that he would like to contact him later. Then he got into the car. Ma Yingjie was very surprised. Although he wanted to take this opportunity to see if he could get this project for Qin County, he did not expect it to be so easy. After the car started, Professor Liu walked past the driver and greeted him, saying that he would also go to Qin County. Ma Yingjie felt very cordial and sincerely welcomed him. After the car started, the moment it left, Ma Ying Jie saw Wu Dawei looking at him with a meaningful look in his eyes.
After Wu Dawei left, Ma Yingjie found that Liu Rusheng had been standing behind him, and Li Xiaomei was watching them from the other side. He wanted to ask about the bill, but Liu Rusheng immediately shook his head and said that it had been paid in advance. Vaguely, Ma Yingjie felt a little uncomfortable. He really did not understand who this Liu Rusheng was. It seemed that Ma Yingjie was just a guest in Beijing, a passer-by, not the person in charge of the project. And this Liu Rusheng was the real owner. Ma Yingjie secretly felt a little dissatisfied. He said to Liu Rusheng, "Consider it the reception fee of Qin County.
"You can consider it as Qin County's reception fee. Can you give the receipt to me or Chief Li?"
A faint smile appeared on Liu Rusheng's face. He looked at Ma Yingjie with a somewhat strange look and said, "County Magistrate Ma, I still have something to do. You and Director Li should go back first. You are not very familiar with the roads in Beijing. I will call a taxi to send you back. Tonight was a success, and the wetland project will not be a big problem. As for Mr. Hu, do as you see fit. "
After that, Liu Rusheng found a taxi waiting outside the hotel and bent over to tell the driver the address. Then, after Ma Yingjie and Li Xiaomei got in the car, he still stood at the entrance of the hotel.
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