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Corydalis looked at Huang Ying: "yellow head nurse, why do I feel that you look familiar? Could it be that we've met before? "

Huang Ying said with a smile: "Minister Yang people always forget, you don't remember me, but I do remember you. Last September, you were injured, and didn't you stay in our department for a week?

Song Mingzheng was also surprised. "Heh heh … So it turns out that you guys have already known each other since a long time ago. Then today, we meet again as old friends.

When drinking, everyone drinks white wine, and Huang Ying drinks.

Although it was a drink, Corydalis still used spirit wine to toast Huang Ying with two cups. One was an apology wine, and the other was a wine of thanks.

After three rounds of drinking, everyone had a warm drink. The atmosphere became lively as I drank with the leaders of the Department of Health Bureau one by one.

Corydalis and Huang Ying were free right now, and they chatted happily. Huang Ying even got off the phone with a note and gave her contact details to the Corydalis.

After a while, Corydalis brought out a cup of wine again. "I suggest that all of us men at this table should learn to respect the lady. Everyone should come together and toast to our cute, beautiful, and beautiful, white clothed angel.

"Alright!" Everyone responded in unison as they raised their cups.

Huang Ying looked at Corydalis happily and gratefully.

I see, Song Mingzheng is also very happy.

I was unhappy, and a little bored.

At this time, I saw Corydalis's eyes glance at me from time to time. Although it was an accident, I caught them.

Regarding Corydalis, I can see through them at first glance, but at the second glance, I won't be able to see through them at all.

The profoundness and shrewdness of the Corydalis s made me feel incomparable. In front of him, I always felt subconsciously nervous, like a thief with a guilty conscience.

Tonight's blind date, I can't figure out Corydalis's attitude, I don't know what he will do next. The reason why I think this way is because I did not guess Liu Yue's attitude towards things.

After eating their fill, everyone prepared to leave. I want to go to Qing Er's place.

The Corydalis smiled and said, "and I will be studying in our absence tonight. I think Teacher Xiao Xu will have to teach us tomorrow, so I'll have to ask you to be a good friend of mine …"

Everyone laughed.

"Director Jiang, I will take you to the Mr Xu in a car!" Song Mingzheng said: "yellow head nurse, how about you take Minister Yang's car and leave... Minister Yang, is it convenient? "

"It's convenient, go, Xiao Huang, get in the car!" Corydalis bid farewell to everyone.

On the road to the Ol 'Three company with Song Mingzheng, Song Mingzheng was very happy and said to me, "I think it's very promising. What do you think, bro?"

"Mm …" Oh... "Ugh …" "Pretty much …" I said vaguely.

As for me, I will be the leader, and will not care about that in the future. Looking at their fate, I have already told Xiao Huang about it, tonight he looks like she is very satisfied with the Minister Yang. Think about it, a mature and steady middle-aged man, with a prosperous career, and a high position, who doesn't like him? Song Mingzheng laughed and said.

Feeling flustered, I nodded and replied, "Yes …"

Song Mingzheng was obviously very happy: "Tonight, Minister Yang's definition of a rogue is very classic, Haha, I also have experience with it, those people who intentionally made lesbian drunk on the official road are all very perverted people, it's hard to change their nature, after all, Minister Yang is the leader, good at observation, good at generalization, good at positioning, good at sharpness …"

Song Mingzheng's words caused me to feel the same way. I agreed with Corydalis's view of men pouring women's wine tonight, and when I went out to interview people, I would often meet with ladies. I deeply detested and detested all of these situations.

What Song Mingzheng said just now was the official field, but, what I saw, was not only the official field.

In fact, people who often went out to eat would notice that as long as a lady was at the table, especially a woman with some looks, whether she could drink or not, some men would constantly urge her to drink, and the more the women drank, the happier the men would be, and even if a woman who really did not know how to drink choked with tears after drinking, he would still laugh and be very happy. Persuading a woman to drink, letting her drink, letting her drink more, it was better to let a woman drink, as if it were the happiest and happiest thing in a certain kind of man, as if that were the only way to arouse his happiness.

As far as I can see, there are men in business, men in politics, and intellectuals at the tables, and even officials who always pretend to be decent, reserved, and serious when they arrive at the tables where there are women, especially beautiful women, they lose all of their usual "dignity." They constantly toast to women, and even allow other men to toast to women, with the attitude of not wanting to make a woman drunk or not wanting to stop.

The Corydalis will observe and summarize it, in fact, I have also concluded before that when merchants persuade women to drink, they will often show their sincerity and make many promises on the spot. For example, to work at his company, how much salary could they give them, how many years could they take them on a trip, and so on. In any case, as long as the woman is willing to drink, it would be best if she could get drunk.

The intellectual, at first more refined, offered only a symbolic toast, but when he himself became a little drunk, the pretense of elegance was gone, and he toasted women in the same way, and his attitude was no less than that of a businessman.

At first, they were able to drink a little by themselves, and the ladies all drank it, because they were officials, and they were used to letting others drink more in the form of an executive order. Not only that, but they were also able to get other men to toast to the ladies, and when the ladies were more or less finished, they began to drink with the ladies one on each side, and now the ladies, even if they had drunk too much, had to drink with the courage to drink.

ladies who liked to drink with men. For example, in an environment like Mei Ling's, they would definitely be more interested in what they could do. If a guy messed with them, they would also mess with the guy, it all depended on who had the better job.

However, the majority of the ladies at the table were good women who did not like drinking. They had a sense of propriety when they spoke and did things, especially those who did not drink as much. Drink it. You don't have the capacity to drink it, you don't drink it, and you're also afraid that others won't be able to get away with it.

Furthermore, after drinking a few percent of the liquor, some men would borrow the liquor with a dirty mentality and offer the usual "dirty food", which made the ladies blush and their hearts beat faster. They would get a kind of satisfaction out of it.

I sometimes wonder if men who like to make women drink more, men who like to make women drink more at the table to stimulate their "happy" nerves, men who like to make their wives drink to their wives while they're away?

This was the weakness of these men. None of them wanted their wives to drink so much while they were away, or even get angry when their wives were out drinking too much.

I think there is an impure motive in some men's urging women to drink, to drink more, to drink more, to make women drunk, a motive that exists regardless of whether these men admit it or not.

Actually, it's better for ladies to be more reserved and solemn when they are on the table. I found out that there were some ladies, such as Ms. Mei Ling, who would often drink too much at the table and make a fool of themselves, while the men would actually look down on them. For example, the Director Gong s of the Personnel Bureau.

When I reached the entrance of the Ol 'Three company, I got off, and Song Mingzheng walked me there.

I looked around to see that there was no one around and took out an envelope from my pocket to give to Song Mingzheng. "Director Song, there's a tape inside. "Don't ask me how I got it. I'll give it to you. If you think it's useful, you can keep it. If it's useless, you can do whatever you want with it!"

Song Mingzheng was startled at first, but when he saw my serious expression, he did not ask anymore. He stared at my eyes for a few seconds, then quickly took it and put it into his pocket: "Okay, I'll go back and listen."

I smiled: "Director Song, believe me, I am doing this for Big Brother's sake!"

Song Mingzheng nodded his head: "Old brother, I trust you. I have absolute trust in your character."

I didn't say the contents of the tape, Song Mingzheng didn't ask either, and everything was kept under wraps.

"Only you and I know about this!" "No," I said.

Actually, Qin Juan and Qing Er knew that I wasn't speaking the truth.

"Mm …" Song Mingzheng nodded and patted my shoulder, "I understand, only the two of us will ever know about this!"

I always wanted to laugh, Song Mingzheng still didn't know what content was so it was classified into a highly confidential rank. I endured it and nodded: "It's a must, a must!"

Then, Song Mingzheng quickly took his leave. I went up the stairs to the classroom.

Just then, class had ended, and I was standing at the entrance of the classroom waiting for Qing Er, when I saw Mei Ling and Qing Er coming out of the classroom together.

Why was Mei Ling here? I was surprised.