Trillion Market Capitalization is not a Dream

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When Xiang Qi, the resident art director, gave Zhao Manfu a look, he asked mischievously: "Mr. Zhao, please evaluate it and see if what I said makes sense."

Zhao Manfu laughed and said: "Xiang Beauty, I mean why Song Xiaoshan values ​​you so much, I have never found the reason.

Through your passionate speech just now, I discovered that you are not only high in artistic attainments, but also have your own unique way of dealing with people.

What you just said makes sense, and it sounds like a spring breeze, as if a warmth reaches directly into my heart.

I totally agree with you.

Everyone in the project department, including the art director, will choose a leader among the five of you, the beautiful lady, to be our small bowl of wine commander tonight. "

As soon as Zhao Manfu finished speaking, everyone pointed at Song Xiaoshan with their fingers and shouted in unison: "Him."

Yu Shengjie jumped up happily next to him and laughed like a cheer: "Wow, it's so fierce.

It's a complete criticism. "

The resident art director Xiang Qi asked Yu Shengjie unhappily: "What level are you at? If you don't know how to use idioms, don't use them. I'm obviously a woman. When you shout like this, why do you feel like I'm like Where’s the guy?”

Not to be outdone, Yu Shengjie replied: "Besides the fact that you look like a woman, tell me, how else do you look like a woman?"

The resident art director Xiang Qi was so angry that he ran to Yu Shengjie's side, kicked Yu Shengjie's butt hard, then ran back to his seat, sat down and watched Yu Shengjie's performance. With a confused face, he said angrily: "I call you a bitch, will you be bitch in the future?"

Yu Shengjie responded carefully: "I won't be mean anymore in the future. I'll let you be meaner."

The people watching the excitement at the table took advantage of the drunkenness and shouted excitedly: "Get him."

"Single challenge."

"Reconciliation over a bowl of wine."

In short, there were quite a lot of ideas, but the result was not the one who gave the advice anyway. There was a strong aura of fear, which was so vividly reflected in everyone who was heckled.

Yu Shengjie smiled bitterly and said: "A good man doesn't fight with women.

But we have to resolve this contradiction, right? "

Xiang Qi, the resident art director, responded: "Yes, don't let this conflict stay overnight. Let's resolve it now.

You said that among the many suggestions they made, which one did you like? "

"Xiang Damei, is it okay for me to fall in love with any of them?"

"Of course."

"good.

I chose to reconcile over a bowl of wine.

Agree no. "

"casual."

Yu Shengjie stood up carefully holding a full bowl of wine in both hands: "Who poured the wine? It's too full. Can I take a sip first? It's a pity to waste it."

"Allow it, you can take as big a sip as you like."

After Yu Shengjie took a big sip, he stretched the small wine bowl toward the center of the table and said to Xiang Qi, the resident art director: "Come on, beautiful lady, I offer you a bowl of wine.

We laughed and grudged each other. "

Xiang Qi, the resident art director, sneered: "You are obviously illiterate, but you still deliberately picked up some idioms to pretend to be well-educated.

This beauty forgives you.

Once we finish the bowl of wine, the past will be over. "

"Okay, do it."

After the two drank a bowl, Yu Shengjie sat down, put the wine bowl down with a clink on the dining table and said, "It's time to turn the page."

After Song Xiaoshan saw the trouble that the two of them had settled, he pinched some folded ears for both of them and said, "Eat more, this will relieve the hangover."

Xiang Qi, the resident art director who likes to get to the bottom of things, tilted his head and asked: "Who told you, idiot, that eating the root of the fungus can relieve hangover."

Song Xiaoshan joked: "It's said in the Compendium of Materia Medica."

Xiang Qi, the resident art director, couldn't find any reason to refute for a while, so he gave up this time to confront Song Xiaoshan.

In the blink of an eye, I forgot something else and said to Song Xiaoshan: "Mr. Song, were you just elected as the commander of Xiaowanjiu?"

"Yes, I was forced to choose it, not of my own free will."

"It doesn't matter whether you are forced or voluntary.

Look, everyone at this table is standing in silence now.

Just tell me, if you can't do engineering, forget it.

Have a drink, you are such a coward too. "

Song Xiaoshan ignored that, first filled the wine bowls purchased by resident art director Xiang Qi and Miaomu Yu Shengjie, and then said: "Which one is a coward?

Come, let's all have a bowl together.

I'll also pour you another bowl. "

Everyone happily drank a bowl of wine, except Zhang Yunqing.

Zhang Yunqing said with an expression of embarrassment: "Mr. Song, Mr. Zhao, I really can't drink this bowl of wine.

Can you drink it slowly? "

Song Xiaoshan simply replied: "Everyone has done it, look at what they did to the beautiful woman.

Are you not as good as a woman? "

Zhang Yunqing smiled bitterly and replied: "Mr. Song, I'm really not good at drinking.

Just by showing Xiang's ability to drink well, it is estimated that even ten Zhang Yunqings would not be able to keep up with one Xiang's drinking capacity.

I admit that I am not as good as women in this regard.

I choose to accept drinking slowly. "

Song Xiaoshan replied: "Mr. Zhang, how can you just give in like this? We have to get drunk before we leave today. You are not drunk yet. We allow you to go back to the dormitory to sleep after you are drunk."

However, now that you are sober and you still know that you are going to get drunk after drinking this bowl, it means that you are treading on fake water and you are still early to get drunk.

Mr. Zhang, drink this bowl quickly, I'm still waiting to pour you some wine. "

Zhang Yunqing thought to himself, it seems that no matter what happens tonight, he can't avoid getting drunk. Being so coquettish all the time doesn't make him look straightforward.

So he agreed: "Okay. Listen to Mr. Song.

But if you get drunk, make a fool of yourself, or say something you shouldn't say, don't hold it against me. "

Song Xiaoshan comforted him and said, "Don't worry. We, the people at the wine table, got drunk tonight and had a fight. When we wake up tomorrow morning, we will still be good buddies."

No one will hold a grudge over drinking. "

Zhang Yunqing smiled bitterly and said, "I'll trust you, Mr. Song, for now.

I'll finish this bowl of wine. "

Zhang Yunqing brought the wine bowl to his mouth, tilted his neck, and drank the entire bowl into his mouth at once.

I just felt waves of burning sensation going down my throat, slowly extending through my esophagus and into my stomach.

Waves of turbulent feelings in the stomach followed, and it was extremely uncomfortable, with a painful expression on his face.

The people at the table ignored Zhang Yunqing's details and instead clapped.

"Mr. Zhang, you have a good capacity for drinking."

"It turned out that what I said you couldn't drink was a lie."

"That's right, you see, after Mr. Zhang drank a bowl, nothing happened."

"Don't you know? Mr. Zhang can always pretend.

If you are drinking, it is not an ordinary disguise. "

"If you're not good enough, I won't drink with you."

"If you don't have enough energy, I won't drink with you."

“It’s not like I stopped drinking completely.

Usually you have a drink, him. . "

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