Chen Shuhui nodded: "It was sent to her by someone else. Keep checking."

Wu Yong nodded and walked out.

Chen Shuhui rubbed her eyebrows and asked Tian Fusong to come back.

Tian Fusong's elder brother called and it took a long time to get it started.

He was also in a mess. A few seconds later, Tian Fusong walked to a quiet place to answer the phone.

His voice was inexplicably excited.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? Can I help you?" Chen Shuhui asked.

Tian Feng paused for a moment and immediately said, "If you need it, give me a reason to go home!"

Chen Shuhui suddenly smiled: "Are you here to entertain me again?"

"What else?" Tian Fusong rubbed his eyebrows, his voice very tired.

Now you can use public funds to eat and drink. People from the brothers' companies are here too. Don't you entertain them? What do you like?

This is a necessary expense.

This is true. Fortunately, it will change after landing.

This trend will continue for many years.

This is the most normal thing.

and drinking.

Moutai is specially prepared for entertaining guests. Ordinary people cannot drink it.

Chen Shuhui collected a lot of things

Tian Fusong wanted to vomit as soon as he saw the wine bottle.

However, because he always takes Moutai from us, we all think that he likes to drink and cannot leave him when eating.

He told people that he didn't like drinking, but no one believed him!

He doesn't like it, but he takes it home. Does he fucking like it? Or Chen Shuhui likes it?

In short, Tian’s father and Tian Shuanghong are both famous for not drinking.

Tian Fusong was speechless and could only recognize him.

Chen Shuhui felt very guilty and said hello twice.

This is an inadvertent saying, asking Tian Fusong to help raise some internal supplies for Moutai. It's not meaningless. Give me money! No matter what, it only costs a few dollars or dozens of dollars.

Who knew that this would bring Tian Fusong the reputation of good wine and so much trouble.

"Soon soon." Tian Fusong urged her. He felt that if he walked into the room again and smelled the smell of cigarettes and alcohol, he would be unable to help lifting the table.

Suddenly, a woman's voice said, "Hello, ask me, where is the room?"

Tian Fusong turned around and found that she was a Chinese woman wearing delicate makeup and speaking standard English.

He thought he was Asian and said, "There is there."

Eliza's eyes lit up. Not only did the other party understand, but he also replied with only one word, absolutely standard! The voice is very good!

She stared at Tian Fengsong's side face for a few seconds, forced herself to look away, said "Thank you", and walked away gracefully.

Leave a fragrance.

But Tian Fusong is extremely sensitive to the taste. Now is the time for nausea and vomiting. The strong smell floats over and he can hardly control it!

Chen Shuhui seemed to feel uncomfortable, and said directly: "You can stay outside. I'll send you some wine soup right away! I'll bring you back immediately!"

Tian Fusong was taken back.

He had already drunk Chen Shuhui's sober soup, so he was in good condition when he returned home.

It's just that I'm a little weak.

After a series of recent banquets, he really was about to vomit.

Especially when he just smelled a very strong fragrance, he felt numb all over.

"Brother, don't attend any unnecessary banquets in the future. Have enough alcohol. Don't join again." Chen Shuhui looked at her condition and felt guilty.

Tian Fusong collapsed on the sofa, opened his eyes and looked at her. He smiled and said, "You don't really think I was so uncomfortable when I drank a bottle of Maotai, do you? I want to be friendly to the people."

This seems too cold and unsociable, but this is a big taboo.

Isolating one or two people or hostile factions is not a problem.

Not attending any banquet is arrogant.

Even the Tian family can't afford such people.

How did his popularity come about? They are all drunk!

This made him helpless.

Of course, he can reduce some banquets appropriately.
Chapter completed!