Chapter 359 A glass of wine and a bottle of Jiannanchun
We went to the private room on the second floor. When it came to ordering, everyone was reluctant to give out the time. A few cheap dishes, such as spicy stir-fried shredded pork, tofu soup, bitter melon soup, etc., probably only cost about a hundred yuan.
As for the wine, everyone had to go to work in the afternoon. As a result, the smile on the bright and enthusiastic face of the waitress who was taking down the menu suddenly disappeared. She snorted disdainfully, swayed her buttocks and turned around.
Need to leave.
"Wait a minute, little sister, I haven't ordered it yet, hehehe," Ye Fan said with a smile, and ordered a few more high-end items, and finally added: "Let's have two bottles of Jian Nanchun, I'm here to see Comrade Zhong off today.
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"Jian Nanchun, that bottle costs one hundred and fifty?" The little girl glanced at Ye Fan, fearing that he didn't know the goods, so she seemed to be kindly reminding him. But what was written on her face was contempt.
Because Lao Zhong’s order just now gave her a bad impression, and she thought that this group of people were probably paid dead wages, and they were probably here to make them faint today.
"What are you talking about? Call your boss. Huh!" Ye Fan was unhappy. A waiter looked down upon someone like this, and his dog eyes were too tall.
"Myolie, how can you be so unreasonable to your customers? I'm sorry, sir, I am the manager of our store, Xie Bangquan." At this time, the boss Xie Bangquan, who was walking past the door, heard and came in and said with a smile.
I glanced at Ye Fan and felt very real.
"Boss Xie, this is our new Director Ye." At this time, Deputy Director Wei Baoguo, who probably knew Boss Xie, introduced him.
"Director, your Bureau of Land and Resources has changed its staff again. I have to congratulate Director Ye. Welcome Director Ye to our restaurant! Hahaha." Boss Xie immediately smiled. The Bureau of Land and Resources is a very rich organization.
If you can come to your restaurant more often, you will get a good customer. If you can host the reception in your restaurant, it will be even more beautiful.
But what Boss Xie didn't know was that Wei Baoguo had long been relegated from the Bureau of Land and Resources to the Bureau of Religion, and was in limbo, otherwise he wouldn't be so enthusiastic.
"Haha! Thank you boss, I have been transferred to the Religious Affairs Bureau and no longer work in the Land and Resources Bureau." Wei Baoguo thought it was hard to lie in front of so many people, so he had to tell the truth with a wry smile on his face.
"Oh! Religious Affairs Bureau, please sit down." Boss Xie suddenly lost interest. He muttered in his heart: "The Religious Affairs Bureau, a rubbish unit, is here to join in the fun and order Jiannanchun. I won't agree to it when the order is signed.
.and confessed to Xinger in a low voice.
However, what he told Xing'er was overheard by Ye Fan's sensitive bat ear technique, and he felt very unhappy.
He thought secretly: "You can just take care of it when I make a comeback in the future."
After drinking a bottle of wine, Ye Fan pretended to go to the toilet. In fact, he was waiting for someone. He opened the door and looked up. He was a little surprised.
He said: "Brother Zhao, are you coming to eat too?" In fact, he was just pretending. Ye Fan had already been listening to what was going on outside.
"It's Brother Ye! You haven't been seen for a long time, why did you show up today? Who are you with?" Zhao Bingjian's face turned red and he took a look at Ye Fan's box, and found that he looked very strange.
"County Magistrate Zhao, it's you!" All the deputies I knew in the box stood up. A few women didn't know Zhao Bingjian but they also stood up because the words "County Magistrate Zhao" were very jarring.
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"Hahaha! Alas! Brother is in trouble now. Go to the Religious Affairs Bureau and become a bad director, or Brother Zhao come in and have a few drinks." Ye Fan said casually.
"Wait a moment, I'll go to the bathroom and come back." Zhao Bingjian glanced at Ye Fan and left.
After a while he was pushed away.
"Hahaha" Brother Ye, Director Ma Tielin and I are here. We brothers had a few drinks and Zhao Bingjian was a little drunk. He put his hand on Director Ma Tielin's shoulder and pulled him into the box.
"Brother Zhao, horse racing, hello, I will punish myself with three glasses of wine first, and ask the two brothers to forgive me for not coming to toast. Ye Fan raised his glass and drank three glasses in a row.
"How's it going? My brother can't drink enough. I can't remember where Director Zhang Xinhui and I were a few months ago. At that time, Brother Ye was still working as a village official in Bazi, Tianshui, and he came to the county to ask for money.
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I told him, ten thousand yuan a cup, what happened? He drank a lot of beers and took away several thousand yuan from me, hahaha," Zhao Bingjian said with profound meaning.
"Strange! At that time, I remembered that it was an old yuan for a cup. Why did a cup of ten thousand yuan pop up in Brother Zhao's mouth now? Could it be that Brother Zhao remembered it wrong? Could it be that Brother Zhao gave me five thousand yuan in the account at that time?
The reported amount is 10,000 yuan. If you have the honor, you can earn as much as you want. It’s none of my business, it’s the country’s money.” Ye Fan thought in his mind but didn’t correct it. It’s just a mistake. There’s no need to be serious about it.
"Brother Zhao, I didn't see it. As the saying goes, seeing is believing and hearing is false. Director Ma Tielin said with a smile.
"Well, Ma Tielin, are you going to bet with Brother Ye again today? Do you dare not believe what your brother Zhao said? Anyway, you are the God of Wealth, and there is money in the game. It doesn't matter if you lose. But today's drink is white.
In this way, according to the old rules, a cup of white wine is worth six cups of beer. When I was gambling, a cup of beer was equivalent to a cup of white wine.
How about buying a cup and a bottle of Jian Nanchun on the Internet? God of Wealth, Ma, do you dare to bet with Brother Ye for fun?"
Zhao Bingjian laughed, and after he finished speaking, he secretly glanced at Ye Fan. Ye Fan understood and it turned out that Brother Zhao was helping him get money.
Said: "How dare I bet on the horse racing game? He is the God of Wealth. No matter how much you bet, you will lose, right? If I win by chance, I don't dare to offend the God of Wealth. Brother Zhao, are you trying to embarrass me, brother?"
?" Ye Fan pretended to be embarrassed.
"Okay! Let's bet. But Ye Ju must at least drink the old cup to get the money. I won't pay a cent if he doesn't get the cup. How about it? Hahaha." Ma Lintie is a cunning and cunning person.
You won't fall into it easily.
Hearing what he said, everyone at the table gasped. This old cup was a full kilogram and a half of wine. And the alcohol content was not low, close to the taste of Lao Baigan. It was not easy to get those thousands of dollars.
Don’t even think about it if you don’t have a lot of it.
"Jockey game, a cup of falling pieces. After I drink it, He Yecai is fierce. About $. How about making up an integer of 3 or 4 pieces?" Ye Fanqian said with a smile.
"Win! Let's start, Lao Zhao will be the referee." Ma Tielin also became interested and stared at Ye Fan.
"Hit!" Ye Fan said nothing. In order to break the situation of the Religious Affairs Bureau, and of course to show that he, the director, was not a coward, he grabbed a bottle, opened it, pointed it directly at the mouth of the bottle and blew it in.
That Xing'er sent five more bottles, and Ye Fan grabbed another bottle and blew the second one in. After two kilograms of white wine, his belly was really drunk, and it was a little tilted. Ding Xiangmei quickly stood up and supported him.
"Director Ye is a trustworthy person. I have nothing to say. Five thousand dollars, I will ask your bureau cashier to pick it up in the afternoon." Ma Tielin was also very straightforward. After all, the money belongs to the country.
Besides, Ma Tielin also had to sell Zhao Bingjian's face. He was his own leader. The main reason was that Ma Tielin saw some clues and knew that Director Ye had a close relationship with Deputy County Magistrate Zhao Bingjian.
A group of people from the Religious Bureau at the table also saw the clues, and their contempt for Mark was much restrained.
I originally thought that this kid was a bad guy like the rest of my group, but I didn't expect that his relationship was quite solid.
From what Zhao Bingjian said just now, I heard that Director Ye has a good relationship with Zhang Xinhui, the director of the county party committee office who is often on the Internet.
"Brother Zhao, my little brother is in trouble now. You also know that the Religious Affairs Bureau is a very poor unit. To be honest, it doesn't even have a good desk.
The desks used in the bureau are all scraps that were discarded in the 1970s and 1980s. They shake and creak, and they are afraid that they will fall apart accidentally if they fall on their butts. They can be used as firewood.
Brother, have you had any good luck after being promoted or retiring? Can you move a few desks that are a little better than mine here? Hahaha,"
Ye Fan was also cheeky and said haha. Anyway, he pretended to be drunk and said something unpleasant and he could just cover it up. There was no shame in it.
The desk in the Religious Affairs Bureau was indeed unsightly. It was all falling apart and all the paint was peeling off.
Even the desk in my director's office is an old-fashioned desk. The stool is a hardwood stool with a backrest. When you sit on it, your buttocks are so hard that it hurts. Since you are here on your own, you have to do something.
Otherwise, it would be difficult to convince the public if you give it to colleagues in the bureau, not to mention that the people in this bureau are all old men and colleagues, and it is difficult to serve them.
"Hahaha, Brother Ye, you said it at the right time. Today I met a wealthy man. The people in Lao Ma's unit are rich, and now they are changing the situation.
On the contrary, dozens of desks have been replaced.
I bought those desks on hand, and the deputies used boss desks. The other section chiefs used boss desks No. 1, which were the same style as boss desks, but one size smaller.
These tables were all bought the year before last, but only lasted for more than two years. Fortunately, I met them today, otherwise they would have been moved out by other towns if they were later." Zhao Bingjian laughed wildly.
"Okay! The comrades from the towns will start moving tomorrow. You can move out after you have eaten in the morning and afternoon. How many tickets do you want?" Ma Tielin didn't care, since they were all given away anyway.
"Isn't our bureau just one person? Just talk about it!" Ye Fan said casually.
"No, Director. Is there another one?" Ding Xiangmei reminded at this time.
"There's another one." Ye Fan was a little surprised, wondering why he didn't see anyone, "Then it's the same old one. Thank you to the Horse Racing Bureau for your generosity.
"But Brother Ye, you are the director. You need to get a bigger and more comfortable one." At this time, Zhao Bingjian said.
"Alas! I can't afford it. Our bureau's annual activity budget is only 5,000 yuan, and a large boss desk and chair cost more than 1,000 yuan. I can't afford it." Ye Fan smiled bitterly and shook his head.
This poor guy doesn't even have the money to buy a table. He's really a shabby person.