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Chapter 128 Massive Methods

When Li Mu asked Bie Yan again about her plans for the week, Bie Yan waved her hand and said, "Just rest well this week."

The implication is that there's no need to go to Macau this week.

Li Mu nodded: "Okay. Is there anything else?"

"Yes, come have dinner with me tonight."

When Bie Yan said this, he had a somewhat helpless expression on his face: "You have to help me fend off the drinks tonight."

"Uh... okay."

Li Mu subconsciously agreed, not intending to ask what kind of gathering it was, but Bie Yan took the initiative to say: "Today is your Brother Zhou's birthday, and he's invited a group of people—you should eat something beforehand, they're a bunch of heavy drinkers, and once they know I can't drink, they definitely won't let you off the hook."

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Li Mu's lips twitched.

But she nodded anyway: "Okay, then I'll go after get off work?"

"It won't be that bad. We're meeting at 7:30. Just don't be late."

"Understood."

He walked out of the office.

He didn't take the drinking party too seriously, after all, he had met Zhou Jian before.

At this moment, he was thinking that since there were no "activities" this week, he should ask Zhao Fengrui to come out and have a chat.

So, after get off work, he waved goodbye to his colleagues and dialed Zhao Fengrui's number: "Hello, Mr. Li."

"Hello, Manager Zhao."

Li Mu's tone was relaxed as he proactively asked with a smile, "Did I bother you?"

"Haha, how could that be? No matter how busy I am, I'll definitely answer Mr. Li's call."

After a few pleasantries, Li Mu got straight to the point: "Manager Zhao, I've reviewed all the projects you sent me. How about we schedule a meeting tomorrow morning to discuss them?"

He had barely finished speaking when Zhao Fengrui's response became noticeably more excited: "Sure, how about I invite Mr. Li for tea tomorrow?"

"Okay, then tomorrow morning at nine o'clock?"

"No problem. Shall I send the address to Mr. Li?"

"it is good."

After agreeing to meet the next day, Li Mu quickly received an address.

Li Mu had never been to this place before, so he couldn't say what its standards were, but he still politely replied, "Received, see you tomorrow."

He then quickly returned home, changed into some not-so-formal clothes, checked the time, and went downstairs with his golf bag.

I was chatting with some classmates during a break recently, and one of the older guys mentioned this. He said that if you're going to drink at a social event, you should exercise for a while beforehand to speed up blood circulation, so you'll get drunk more slowly.

He didn't know if it was true or not, but it was only 5:30, and there were still two hours left. He figured it was better to exercise in advance than not.

So, after sweating profusely on the tennis court in the sunset for a while, seeing that it was almost time, he waved his hand, left the group class early, and walked out of the court with his bag.

There was a message on his phone from Fan Taobing: "Brother Li, are you off work yet? I'm done! I have some good news for you, do you want to hear it?"

"What news?"

After Li Mu finished replying, Fan Bing called.

She opened her mouth with a slightly coquettish complaint: "Brother Li, why are you so slow?"

"I was playing basketball and didn't check my phone."

"Okay—Brother Li, we'll rest tomorrow, hehehe."

A hearty laugh came through the phone: "I'm exercising my right to freeload! Have you eaten yet? I'll come over. Get the drinks ready, no need to cook this time, I'll just buy them and bring them over—"

"Not tonight."

Seeing that she was coming over, Li Mu subconsciously let reason take over and refused.

"Well----"

The cheering voices on the other end of the phone stopped abruptly.

A few seconds later, she asked, "Are you busy?"

"Yes, it's Brother Bie's friend's birthday. He can't drink alcohol lately, so he asked me to drink for him."

"Oh well... alright then."

Fan Taobing naturally knew what the important matter was.

At the same time, I felt relieved.

It's alright, it's about that particular reporter, not something like a blind date.

"So you're going to drink a lot? Let me tell you, I have a secret recipe. When do you guys start your drinking party?"

Upon hearing the word "secret recipe," Li Mu asked curiously, "What? Is there a story behind this secret recipe?"

"Yes, and it's very scientific. Brother Li, when are you guys starting?"

"I booked for 7:30. I just finished playing ball for a while, so I'll go upstairs, take a shower, and then head out."

"Hmm—then do this. Listen carefully, when you leave, go to the entrance and buy a steamed bun and a pack of milk, then go to the pharmacy next to the supermarket and buy a bottle of vitamin B and a bottle of vitamin C."

"Is it that troublesome?"

"This is troublesome? This is for your own good—listen to me, are you driving there?"

"No, let's take a taxi."

"Okay, after you get in the taxi, drink some milk and two vitamin B and two vitamin C tablets together. Then, when you get to your destination, get out of the car, eat half a steamed bun, and remember, whatever you do, don't drink water!"

"Dry???"

Li Mu was speechless.

I thought to myself, "Is this some kind of secret recipe? Isn't this just torture?"

"That's right, it's all about dry eating. It's best if you can eat one, but if you can't, half is fine. After you finish, remember to drink less water half an hour before the drinking session starts. The steamed bun in your stomach can absorb the alcohol and stabilize your blood sugar. Milk can form a protective film in your stomach, and vitamins B and C can help break down alcohol. With this combination, you can drink at least four and a half ounces more than you normally would for a pound of alcohol."

"Really?"

"Seriously, I've personally tested and confirmed it works. Do you think I managed to get through all those social engagements? Just follow my advice, and you won't go wrong."

"————Okay, I'll give it a try."

"Yeah, I remember. Try not to drink too much if you can avoid it."

Hearing this, he was grateful for her concern, but tonight he was going to drink on behalf of Brother Bie—he probably wouldn't be able to escape drinking even one cup.

But no matter what, he still intends to give it a try.

After all, when it comes to alcohol, only the person who drinks too much knows how uncomfortable it is.

After rushing home and taking a shower, he recalled Fan Taobing's teachings, went downstairs and went straight to the store next door to buy a bag of milk, a steamed bun, and vitamins B and C.

After buying everything, I hailed a taxi.

They started feeding her milk and medicine as soon as she got on the bus.

Then, less than half an hour later, he got out of the car, glanced at the restaurant, and then stood on the road and began to eat large mouthfuls of steamed buns.

Admittedly, making dry steamed buns is a skill, but fortunately, as a native of Henan Province, he had eaten this kind of meal with a steamed bun and a garlic sprout many times when he was a child.

After swallowing the steamed bun in two or three minutes, feeling the strange, spongy sensation in his stomach, he went straight into the restaurant and was led to a private room by a waiter.

"Haha, Little Li's here! Come on, Old Zhou, let me tell you, I have to go for a checkup in the next few days, and the doctor explicitly said I can't drink alcohol. You know my situation, but I won't spoil your fun today. Little Li is the savior I brought here."

Without saying a word, Li Mu's position tonight is made perfectly clear.

Hearing this, Zhou Jian, sitting in the main seat, chuckled and nodded, "Alright, Xiao Li, don't say I didn't take care of you tonight. There are no brothers at drinking parties, so don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Brother Zhou, is it too late for me to surrender now?"

"Hahaha----"

Amidst laughter, Li Mu took his seat.

There were already about ten people sitting in the private room, all of whom looked to be around the same age as Zhou Jian.

But no one, including Bie Yan, introduced Li Mu to anyone.

It's clearly not the right time yet.

After waiting for about ten more minutes, a few more people came in, and Zhou Jian waved his hand and said, "Waiter, bring the food."

So, pots of wine and cold dishes began to be served.

As the host for the evening, Zhou Jian raised his glass, signifying the official start of the banquet.

While Bie Yan drank tea, Li Mu, sitting next to him, obediently followed the rhythm of everyone else and drank alcohol.

Everything was normal at first, until—

"Old Zhou, it's your birthday, it wouldn't be right not to play a round. Let's start with you and end with you. We'll go around to each other~"

"Okay."

Zhou Jian readily agreed, but Li Mu's lips twitched—

There are fourteen people at this dinner party tonight.

They're even circling around?

this----

I wonder if this one steamed bun in my belly can hold me up?

"Xiao Li, come here, let me introduce you. This is Wang Jinbin, Boss Wang."

"Hahaha, you little rascal, you're starting to flatter me, aren't you?"

"Go away, stop fooling around. Little Li is offering you a toast—Little Li, Boss Wang was a real bully back in school."

"Hahaha----"

Amid laughter, Li Mu lowered his glass to a low position and toasted Brother Wang.

After one person finishes offering a toast, the next person takes their turn.

Bie Yan then introduced him to everyone in the group.

Zhou Jian's birthday banquet was less of a formal event and more of a gathering of close friends for a meal.

Meanwhile, not all of these people came from Guangzhou; some were from Jieyang, some from Zhanjiang, and others from Shenzhen, Zhuhai, and so on.

The furthest ones even came from Sichuan and Chongqing.

Their professions are incredibly diverse, ranging from those working within the public sector, to running their own businesses, and even university professors.

In short, they do all sorts of things.

But it's clear that none of them are simple people.

However, they were all surprisingly easy to talk to.

In Bie Yan's words, Li Mu's identity is "This is Xiao Li, a little brother who just started following me this year. You two will definitely see each other often in the future. Xiao Li, toast your Brother Xx." The response he gets in return is always encouraging words like "Come on, Xiao Li, learn well from your Brother Bie."

Finally, after Li Mu finished his turn with Brother Bie, he remembered that he had drunk from less than three decanters in that round.

I was already feeling a bit dizzy.

Tonight's game —

That's not easy to handle.

He thought to himself.

Whether it's Fan Bingbing's secret recipe that created this shelter, or her usual drinking capacity—at this moment on this table, there's a sense of "you and your shelter are just as ridiculous."

Li Mu shook his head secretly.

"Xiao Li, here you go."

At this moment, Chen Lixin, who had also drunk quite a bit, tossed him a cigarette.

"Have a cigarette to calm down."

"Thank you, Brother Chen."

Li Mu thanked him, looked at the cigarette in his hand, and finally lit it.

He doesn't smoke, and he hasn't tried to learn.

He just stared blankly at the slowly rising smoke.

It seems like it's a bit...unable to hold on any longer.

The thought flashed through his mind.

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