C16 (2/2)

After returning to the office, not long after, Fatty Lei was called away by Seventh Uncle. When I returned, I saw that he was unhappy, so I immediately walked over. ”Damn fatty, we're brothers. You can't flip a car with me over this matter.”

Fat Lei's shifty eyes looked around, sighed again and again, ”I am not lying!” I understand and support you, but I don't understand one thing. Why did Ding Lan Xin give you the aphrodisiac? ”

When I heard this, my anger flared up. ”What's a bewitching drug? Are you thinking wrongly?”

Fatty Lei sighed again, ”You and Ding Lan Xin are partners, now! No matter how you look at it, it's a good fit, but! ”Don't you doubt that she has a purpose?”

I spread out my hands. I didn't think about that as I sat beside Fatty Lei, ”Damn Fatty, tell me honestly. Are you sure you aren't angry that Lan Xin and I are partners?”

Fat Lei's eyes were dispirited, his fat claws on my shoulders. ”Lan Xin? Humph! Isn't he overestimating you! Are you my new love? Or an old love? What am I mad at? I've been a loner in the Bureau for so many years, and I'm used to it. I'm just worried that you're too simple-minded and got plotted against. ”

I stood up and ran my hands over my body. What is there to look for? ”Could it be that you are drooling over my beauty?”

Fatty Lei waved his hand in a bored manner, ”Forget it, you bastard. You've completely lost your mind. I just don't think it's that simple. ”

I chuckled and turned around to leave. It seemed as if I didn't mind, but Fatty Lei's tone was tinged with sorrow. All along, I had always treated Fatty Lei as my brain, and due to his words, I couldn't help but be on my guard.

In the afternoon, at the end of the work day, Seventh Uncle officially announced the staff changes. Fatty Lei and I were still flying solo. After the applause, it was time for us to get off work together.

Ding Lan Xin walked up to me with a smile on her face.

”Senior sister Ding, oh, no! That... Lan Xin, what's the matter? Won't you go home? ”

Ding Lan chuckled in her heart. ”Look at your silly look. We are now partners. Aren't we celebrating tonight?” We know each other better. ”

”Yes, that makes sense.”

She stood beside me and elbowed me. ”Hello, who's treating today?”

”Yes, yes …” ”Let me do it!”

”Ha ha!” Ding Lan happily hugged my shoulders. ”Forget it, look at your poor and pitiful appearance. I'll take this round!”

Ding Lan Xin and I found a random restaurant, a private room! There weren't many dishes, but every dish was high quality. To me, this was too extravagant.

Ding Lan Xin sat across from me. ”Huang Quan, what do you want to drink? ”White beer?”

I smiled at her apologetically. ”Let's have a drink!” You can't drink more than me. ”

Ding Lan pouted and asked the waiter for four bottles of wine. Then, she looked at the waiter, and her eyes almost popped out. Just the two of us actually asked for four bottles of high quality liquor, and examined us a few times with our eyes.

Ding Lan Xin picked up a pair of chopsticks, picked up a prawn ball and placed it in my bowl. ”Last time, I let you win. This time, I won't be polite!”

I had a question. Thinking of Fatty Lei's warning, I couldn't help but shiver. Ding Lan Xin clearly knew that I wasn't drunk, yet she still dared to hit a rock with an egg. What was her motive?

After a short while, 4 bottles of 56 degree wine were placed on the table. Ding Lan Xin picked up 2 tall glasses and poured two full cups. ”This wine tastes pretty good. Drink one first.”

I drank the wine in my glass in one gulp. It was 56 degrees alcohol after all, and my throat was burning. I quickly stuffed two mouthfuls of food into my mouth.

Ding Lan's heart was also full. Looking at the situation, her face did not change. There was no twisted expression on her face. It was as if she was drinking alcohol on the battlefield.

I exhaled the scent of alcohol. Since you want to drink me to the end, in the blink of an eye, a bottle of white spirits, Ding Lan Xin only face slightly red, coquettish eyes, to me to signal the second bottle of white wine.

The colorful dishes on the table were basically untouched. The sounds of us clinking glasses filled the room, and at this moment, I was indeed amazed at Ding Lan Xin's alcohol tolerance.

I carried her out of the room and looked back. There were five or six empty bottles on the table, and I could see that Ding Lan's heart was already drunk. Saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth, and she kept mumbling, ”Awesome, drinking with you is painful, ha-ha!”