Rebirth of the Routine King

Song Zhiwen didn't feel embarrassed and sat down again with a smile.

This scene couldn't help but make Qi Ming look at Wang Yan twice.

He didn't know much about the last fire incident in Xinjiu. He only knew that a fire broke out while Song Zhiwen and her classmates were eating. It was a classmate named Wang Yan who stayed calm and rescued his niece without any harm.

As for her relationship with this classmate named Wang Yan, and the specific process of the rescue, he should have no idea.

Today, he saw that Song Zhiwen was very accommodating to Wang Yan, and Wang Yan was speaking honestly to Song Zhiwen. He had long been suspicious in his heart. Could this Wang Yan be his niece's boyfriend?

As soon as this thought came to his mind, he looked at Wang Yan twice more.

His appearance is quite decent, and his tone of voice is not condescending. He is rare and calm at this age.

I just don’t know what my family background is like...

Song Weimin didn't react at all. He knew Wang Yan relatively well, knew that he was a very decisive boy, and also knew that he, Song Zhiwen, and Gaolu shared a room.

He understands his daughter better. Even though she is loved by everyone and is open and generous when communicating with boys, she is very persistent in matters of love and sees them as sacred.

Otherwise, with her appearance, she would still not have a boyfriend?

As for what kind of boy she will choose, Song Weimin doesn't worry because he trusts his daughter.

He also understood that it was useless to worry. His daughter was no longer a little cotton-padded boy who clung to him all day long. She had grown up and had her own opinions.

What she can do is use her life experience to test the character of her boyfriend to see if he can bring happiness to his only baby daughter.

As for Wang Yan, after the Xinjiu fire incident, he had already partially recognized it. In addition, since he opened a milk tea shop on his own, his ability to make money was unquestionable, and his recognition level went up a step further.

Next, he planned to test Wang Yan's overall view again. If he passed the test again, Song Weimin would not only not stop his daughter from dating him, but would even encourage her with words.

As for Qi Yun, she didn't notice Song Zhiwen's emotional changes at all. In her consciousness, her daughter was still the innocent little girl.

...

"Wang Yan, have you finished eating? We haven't drunk yet!"

Wang Yan ignored her, picked up his wine glass and smiled at Song Weimin and the elders: "Uncle Song, I'd like to toast you too. In fact, it's just a trivial thing. I didn't expect that you would always take it to heart... Xiao

Mosquitoes, come here! Let’s drink together!”

Song Zhiwen was a little unhappy when she saw that Wang Yan didn't want to drink alone for her, but after catching Wang Yan's raised eyebrows, she quickly picked up the wine glass.

This time, everyone emptied their glasses.

At this point, only about half a bottle of two kilograms of Maotai is left.

Qi Ming didn't seem to expect that Wang Yan's drinking capacity would be so high. He smiled and said: "Brother-in-law, you and Wang Yan drink first, and I will bring two more pounds."

Song Weimin asked: "Just get another pound..."

Song Weimin poured the remaining wine into Wang Yan's, Qi Ming's and his own glasses.

He said while pouring: "Wang Yan, the results of the interrogation have come out. It was indeed Xu Gu who ordered these two people to do it."

Wang Yan was not surprised, nodded and said: "It's pretty much what I thought."

Song Weimin threw a cigarette to Wang Yan, lit one himself, and said, "What are you going to do?"

Wang Yan shrugged: "What else can we do? Just pretend you don't know! Such a trivial matter does not constitute a crime. Besides, Xu Gu can also bite back and say that the young couple framed him, so let's forget it!"

Song Weimin said calmly: "I heard that you were beaten by Xu Gu?"

"The beating was not light! There is still a mark on the corner of his eye..." As he said this, Wang Yan pointed to his forehead.

Upon closer inspection, there is indeed a faint mark.

Song Weimin suddenly became interested: "Then he has done this to you, don't you want to take this opportunity to retaliate against him?"

Wang Yan laughed: "Uncle Song! Please don't test me. I know my own strength very well. I don't even have a 1% chance of winning against Xu Gu, so I choose to endure it for the time being."

Song Weimin was quite

He nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "Very good, assess the situation and do what you can. It's hard to imagine that you can be so sober at your age."

When her father praised Wang Yan, Song Zhiwen was also quite proud, "Dad, you don't know how much Wang Yan has! His advantages are not limited to these!"

Gao Lu said coldly: "It's really more than that."

At this time, Qi Ming came over with two kilograms of wine in his hand and said with a smile: "Brother-in-law, what are you so happy about?"

Song Weimin didn't reply to him, he picked up the wine glass and said: "Come on, nickname, let the three of us drink the wine. I won't accompany Wang Yan anymore. You and he have two more drinks! I heard from Wenwen that Wang Yan's

You can drink well! You have finally found your match."

Qi Ming was surprised and very happy at the same time: "Brother-in-law, I can tell even if you don't tell me. Wang Yan has had two drinks. He is so sober that he seems not to have drunk at all. You can tell he is a master drinker at a glance."

Wang Yan said modestly: "Maybe it's due to genetics. I can barely drink a pound, but if I drink more, I won't be able to."

.....

It is said that when you meet a close friend, a thousand cups are too little. After Qi Ming met Wang Yan, he finally realized this feeling.

At the end of the drink, he simply changed seats with Song Zhiwen and sat next to Wang Yan.

After Wang Yan learned that Qi Ming was engaged in real estate business, his eyes lit up and he drank with him enthusiastically.

Soon, the third kilogram of wine was gone.

The more Qi Ming drank, the more shocked he became. He really didn't expect that Wang Yan could drink so well at such a young age!

Of the three kilograms of wine, he and Wang Yan alone drank two kilograms. In addition to the wine that a few people offered to Wang Yan at the beginning, Qi Ming knew very well that Wang Yan drank more than he did.

This made him a little unconvinced.

Anyone who knows him knows that Qi Ming has a nickname-----Tumbler.

In other words, he had never been drunk at a drinking venue, let alone passed out. Seeing Wang Yan showing such a drinking capacity today, he was excited and secretly had the idea of ​​​​competing.

"Crack!"

The fourth kilogram of wine was opened by Qi Ming.

At this time, Song Weimin was talking on the phone on the sofa, Qi Yun and his siblings were sitting on the sofa chatting, Gao Lu and Song Zhiwen were sitting in front of the piano, and only Wang Yan and Qi Ming were guarding the dining table.

Suddenly, a melodious piano sound came. Wang Yan turned his head and looked, Huh?

The person sitting in front of the piano turned out to be Gao Lu!

Ha! This is a surprising discovery.

So, amid the clear and distant sound of the piano, Qi Ming filled his and Wang Yan's cups again.

Wang Yan gave Qi Ming a cigarette and said casually: "What kind of real estate business does Uncle Qi have? Is it buying land, building houses and selling them?"

Wang Yan didn't know much about real estate, so he asked two questions casually.

There was a hint of pride in Qi Ming's eyes, and he said: "My business covers a wide range of areas, including buying and hoarding land, and reselling houses. I also have a construction team under my name. In short, I have been involved in many real estate projects in the mall.

Participated..."

Qi Ming's words were very general, but Wang Yan vaguely guessed that he was not as rich as he thought. If he was really rich, he wouldn't have to say so much nonsense. He could just say: I am the boss of ### company.

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Saying so many fancy things can only prove that he has a guilty conscience. Furthermore, judging from his respect for Song Weimin, he might still be a parasite relying on Song Weimin's relationship.

Wang Yan was not going to give him any courtesy and said directly: "If I want to buy a piece of land, will the procedures be troublesome?"

Qi Ming was stunned for a moment: "You want to buy a piece of land?"

Wang Yan, a college student, buys land. No matter how big your brain is, you probably won’t associate these three words together.

In his impression, college students are not all full of acne. They wear school uniforms and walk around the campus carefree. They have nothing to do but fall in love and play games online...

Who the hell thinks about buying land while reading a book?

Qi Ming smiled meaningfully: "You want to buy land? Then do you know what the land price is in shopping malls now? Let alone the inner ring, even outside the second ring road, you can't even think of buying a big one with tens of millions in your hand.

place."

Wang Yan feels really depressed. I asked you if the land purchase procedure is troublesome. Can you just answer yes or no?

Okay, why are you talking so much?

He complained in his heart but smiled and said: "Uncle Qi, you are thinking too far. I happened to take a municipal government course these days. The content of one class interested me very much. It talked about the necessary procedures and procedures for private land purchase.

The duration...I thought that you are an expert in this field, so I just asked you for advice."

Hearing what Wang Yan said, Qi Ming suddenly realized and said with a smile: "I thought you were going to buy land! I was shocked. You really asked the right person this question. You, Uncle Qi, and I happen to be an expert in this field. In fact, buying land is not a problem."

The wording is not rigorous, because land sales are prohibited in our country..."

After Qi Ming's fuzzy explanation, Wang Yan finally understood. The procedures for buying land were not very complicated, but the relationship must be strong! Otherwise, the land approval procedures will be put on hold indefinitely.

Perhaps because of the alcohol, Qi Ming generously revealed his occupation - outsourcing manager of a construction company.

That is, relying on messy nepotism to contract some construction projects from construction companies.

At the end, he also revealed his other mysterious profession - land reselling broker!

To put it simply, this term means relying on one's own relationships to help customers who are interested in buying land and building houses complete the relevant procedures as soon as possible.

Speaking of this, Qi Ming smiled mysteriously: "Do you know why I can handle the relevant departments in charge of land approval? Because I have people!"

Wang Yan suddenly became interested: "Is it Uncle Song?"

Qi Ming shook his head: "His energy has nothing to do with this circle..."

"Uncle Qi, tell me, which kind of immortal is he?"

Qi Ming shook his head and said: "It's not that I didn't tell you, but I told you that you wouldn't be able to get in touch with him. In short, this man has great power in the mall, and it was a coincidence that I met him."

Seeing that Qi Ming was unwilling to say anything, Wang Yan stopped asking further questions and picked up the wine glass and said, "Uncle Qi's explanation of the puzzle made me suddenly enlightened. Come on, let me toast you!"

After talking about a cup, naturally I couldn’t leave any of it behind.

Seeing Wang Yan finish it off in one go, Qi Ming also took a bold drink.

........

In almost no time, the fourth kilogram of wine was finished.

At this point, Wang Yan and Qi Ming each drank at least a pound and a half!

Although Wang Yan's face was red from drunkenness, he was very conscious. It was just that the alcohol was making him uncomfortable in his stomach. When he went to the toilet, he put his hand into his throat and spit it out, and he felt much better.

Qi Ming's face turned redder, and although his eyes looked bright, he obviously talked more than before, and he also boasted a little bit from time to time.

After getting in touch with Qi Ming, Wang Yan felt that he was quite interesting.

There is almost nothing that he doesn't know about the three religions and nine streams, and his words are also very interesting, especially when he tells some obscure and wonderful things about the club that are not known to everyone, Wang Yan is very impressed.

From a side perspective, Wang Yan's temperament should be very similar to Qi Ming's, otherwise he wouldn't have told Wang Yan those extremely private things.

For people like Qi Ming, it would be too disappointing if they don't have wine to cheer them up while chatting and laughing with their friends.

So he held Wang Yan down, continued talking, and brought up another pound...

Wang Yan understood that Qi Ming just wanted to compete in terms of drinking capacity, so he didn't refuse. Anyway, he had already vomited, and he would definitely be able to go home if he drank half a pound more.

When Qi Ming went down to get the wine, Song Weimin just finished making the phone call and walked back to the dining table.

"What are you doing down there again?"

Wang Yan smiled and said: "I guess I went to get the wine!"

Song Weimin was startled: "Have you drank all those two kilograms of wine?"

Wang Yan nodded but said nothing.

Song Weimin looked at Wang Yan as if he were a monster, and found that his eyes were clear and clear, and he did not appear to be corroded by alcohol at all.

He sighed and said, "I thought your drinking capacity was good from the beginning, but I didn't expect it to be so good!"

Wang Yan smiled but still said nothing.

Song Weimin seemed to be concerned: "Don't drink anymore! No matter how much you drink, you still have to exercise moderation. If your body is hurt by drinking, the gain will outweigh the loss."

Wang Yan smiled and nodded, but still did not speak.

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