Era: A college student came to the courtyard house

After Zhang Tianming filled everyone's glasses with wine.

After a few polite exchanges, everyone started toasting and laughing at the dinner table, creating a warm and harmonious atmosphere. The unpleasantness of the afternoon vanished without a trace.

Even Song Qinkuai, at Huang Xiang's prompting, took the initiative to toast Luo Qingfeng.

To everyone's surprise, after Jiang Quan downed a glass of wine, he suddenly slammed his head on the table with a "bang".

"This is?"

"Jiang Quan?"

"Xiao Jiang?"

This startled Fang Yuan, who quickly went behind Jiang Quan and patted him on the back.

"Section Chief, this wine, this wine, so this is what it tastes like."

"It tastes so good."

"I feel like I'm floating, like I'm flying~"

This is intoxicating!!!

Everyone in the room breathed a sigh of relief.

If something were to really happen to Jiang Quan, how would they explain it to Director Jiang?

Fang Yuan was speechless. Judging from Jiang Quan's words, this guy probably hadn't drunk much alcohol in his life, or rather, he'd never drunk a full glass. In this era where drinking was so prevalent, it was truly unexpected.

"Director Han, do you have a room available? My young friend here can't hold his liquor, looks like he'll need to rest for a while."

With the help of Luo Qingfeng and Zhang Tianming, Jiang Quan was the first to be eliminated that night.

After this incident, Fang Yuan thought the people at the table would restrain themselves, but to his surprise, they became even more enthusiastic.

As soon as Fang Yuan sat back down, Huang Xiang raised his glass, a smile on his face, and asked, "How much alcohol do you usually drink, Fang?"

Fang Yuan remained unfazed and said, "That depends on who I'm drinking with. Normally I'd only have one cup, but with Director Huang here, I'll have to have two today."

Upon hearing this, Huang Xiang happily clinked glasses with Fang Yuan and then drank it all in one gulp.

Fang Yuan also emptied his wine glass in one gulp.

As expected of the guesthouse director, Han Ming, with Huang Xiang leading the way, immediately began to persuade everyone to drink. Even Zhang Tianming, under Han Ming's excuse of friendship, awkwardly approached Fang Yuan and repeatedly offered him a toast.

Luo Qingfeng also sensed something was amiss and realized that this dinner party wasn't so simple. He started trying his best to help Fang Yuan fend off being drunk, afraid that he, as the section chief, would also make a mistake at the dinner table, otherwise they would all lose face when they got back.

Just as everyone was enjoying themselves, two workshop directors from the steel rolling mill suddenly entered.

Well, not long after, Luo Qingfeng followed Jiang Quan and fell to the enemy's fierce attack.

Although Fang Yuan was not drunk at the moment, he still pretended to be a little drunk.

Seeing him like this, Song Qin, the head of the security department next to Huang Xiang, immediately got excited and urged the other two workshop directors to each toast Fang Yuan again.

Fang Yuan waved his hand to indicate that he had reached his limit, but one of the workshop foremen pointed at Fang Yuan's nose and cursed, "Is this all the leaders from the main factory can drink? If you can't drink, then get out of here. Don't ever say you're a man again."

Upon hearing this, everyone put down their chopsticks and focused their attention on Fang Yuan, wanting to see how he would handle the situation.

Huang Xiang had already made up his mind; he would speak as soon as Fang Yuan softened his tone.

To his surprise, Fang Yuan not only refused to back down, but also jumped up from his chair.

Without saying a word, he grabbed four glasses from the table, slammed them down, and shouted at Zhang Tianming, who was in charge of pouring the drinks, "Fill them up! Damn it, we're all men, don't drink one glass at a time, let's drink four at a time. Anyone who can't drink them can crawl out like a dog."

Now Fang Yuan understood why Wang Qingling had specifically asked him about his alcohol tolerance during their conversation.

It seems that drinking is so prevalent these days.

Seeing Fang Yuan's generosity, the two workshop directors were momentarily at a loss, and both looked up at Song Qinkuai, who was leading the group.

Song Qinkuai turned his head to Huang Xiang again.

Huang Xiang, however, adopted an detached attitude: "You were the ones who wanted to toast Section Chief Fang, so why are you looking at me? If you can't drink it, then get out of here."

Seeing him say that, Song Qinkuai and the others hurriedly put four cups in front of each of them, despite their reluctance.

The room fell silent as Zhang Tianming slowly filled the wine glasses on the table.

Fang Yuan gave Song Qinkuai and the others a cold look, then sat down, picked up a cup and gulped it down. After finishing one cup, he smashed it on the ground with a loud crash. In the blink of an eye, the four glasses were reduced to shards.

After downing four cups in one go, Fang Yuan pointed his right index finger at the astonished faces opposite him and forcefully tapped the wine glasses in front of each of them.

Seeing how readily Fang Yuan drank, Song Qinkuai had no choice but to imitate Fang Yuan and pour the wine into his mouth.

When he drank the second cup, he almost spat it out. He forced himself to finish the third cup, but he couldn't take it anymore and slid under the table.

The other two workshop foremen gritted their teeth and finished their four glasses of wine. Then they stared at Fang Yuan like fighting cocks. Before long, the two of them collapsed to the ground with a thud.

"good!"

Luo Qingfeng, who was standing next to Fang Yuan, immediately stood up and shouted loudly, clapping his hands vigorously and looking at Song Qinkuai lying on the ground with schadenfreude.

Then she looked at Fang Yuan with gratitude.

I finally got to vent the anger I'd been holding in today.

Seeing that Fang Yuan had taken down his men and remained calm, Huang Xiang crossed his arms and chuckled dryly a few times. He then gave Fang Yuan a thumbs-up and said, "Little Fang, you're awesome! You're a real man!"

Fang Yuan slowly stood up, took out a one-yuan bill from his pocket with his right hand, slammed it heavily on the table, and without even swaying, clearly uttered three words to Han Ming: "Cup money."

After saying this, he clasped his hands in a fist salute to Huang Xiang and then walked out.

Luo Qingfeng immediately ran to the next room to help Jiang Quan up, and then followed him out of the guesthouse.

On the way, Fang Yuan patted Luo Qingfeng on the shoulder: "Old Luo, I never expected that tonight's meal would be a trap."

Luo Qingfeng laughed and said, "Then we still won."

Fang Yuan put a cigarette in his mouth, then handed one to Luo Qingfeng, saying, "Old Luo, the past is the past from now on, starting today..."

Before he could finish speaking, Luo Qingfeng, supporting Jiang Quan with his left hand and patting his chest forcefully with his right, said, "Section Chief, I admire you. From today onwards, whatever you say goes."

Fang Yuan chuckled and said nothing more.

Luo Qingfeng will definitely be of great use if we want to investigate Huang Xiang in the future.

Otherwise, knowing that Luo Qingfeng had a grudge against the steel rolling mill, why would he take him along?

He simply wanted to tell Luo Qingfeng that his new section chief, Fang Yuan, was not a coward.

Just after Fang Yuan left.

Huang Xiang and Han Ming switched rooms.

Although Huang Xiang's face was flushed, his expression was very calm, as if his drunkenness just now was just an act.

"Old Han, I've done what I could to stop this, and I've given you all a chance to vent your anger. It's your own fault for being so weak."

"I never expected this! He downed eight ounces of baijiu in no time. This kid must have drunk more than a pound and a half today!"

Huang Xiang picked up his teacup, took a big sip, and said, "You underestimate him, don't you? Otherwise, why do you think Secretary Lin would have assigned him to the Inspection Department?"

Upon hearing this, Han Ming asked with a hint of lingering fear, "Then could this be...?"

Before he could finish speaking, Huang Xiang got up and walked out. When he reached the door, he turned back and said solemnly, "Let's consider this matter over. You should go and explain things properly to your side."

Upon hearing Huang Xiang's words, Han Ming's eyes darted around, and he hurriedly said "Okay, okay" but no one knew what he was thinking.