Yang Jianguo never dreamed that he would have such a day. As the oldest civil servant in the confidential secretary department, the newcomers usually flatter him and toast him. Now he not only took the initiative to invite a newcomer who had only been in the agency for only one month to dinner, but also toasted the other party and shook his face unhappy.

However, Yang Jianguo had no choice. After all, the other party's identity as a reserved cadre was placed there. Unless he was not going to work in the confidential secretary department, he would have to accept it as much as Chen Ping had just entered the agency.

Yang Jianguo had such an idea, so he was so angry that he still had a flattering smile on his face and said to Chen Ping: "Oh, I'm so sorry. Chen Ping, since you were appointed as a reserve cadre by Director Cai, you must have been overworked. I shouldn't have invited you to drink! I didn't think carefully enough, so please forgive me."

Faced with Yang Jianguo's behavior of finding a way out for himself, if he was a slim person, he would probably pursue him relentlessly. However, Chen Ping asked himself that his mind was not as narrow as that, so he just smiled and did not make any statement about Yang Jianguo's words.

Originally, the matter could end here, but Yang Jianguo's mind was obviously not very good. At this time, he suddenly pointed to the bottle of Moutai that had just been opened and asked Chen Ping, "Then this bottle of wine..."

Chen Ping knew that Yang Jianguo was reluctant to pay for the two wines, so he wanted to bring the wine back.

He was so stingy when invited to a leader to dinner. This is a strange flower in the agency. And if you want to take it away and take it away quietly after the dinner is over, wouldn’t it be a bit brainless now that you put it so directly?

Chen Ping thought in his heart, feeling that Comrade Yang Jianguo seemed to be a little addicted to bullying him. If he didn't teach him some lessons, he would probably think that even if he was promoted to a leader in the future, he would have the idea of ​​riding on his head.

So, Chen Ping took Yang Jianguo's words and said, "Brother Yang is talking about this bottle of wine. Since it is Brother Yang's heart, as a junior, I should not refuse it. So please rest assured that although I don't know how to drink at the dinner table today, I will definitely not waste this bottle of wine. I will take this bottle of wine home and drink it slowly."

Hearing Chen Ping's words, Yang Jianguo's face immediately became extremely exciting. He felt sorry for the money for alcohol, but he could not express it in front of Chen Ping.

At this time, his intestines were regretful and he wanted to slap himself in a big mouth, complaining about why he had to talk too much to ask about this game. Now, this bottle of Moutai worth hundreds of dollars was put into Chen Ping's pocket.

Since he made up his mind to teach Yang Jianguo a profound lesson, Chen Ping had nothing to worry about, so he ignored the expression on Comrade Yang Jianguo's face, reached out and took the bottle of Moutai on the table to his side, looked at it carefully, and then Chen Ping smiled because he had seen this bottle of wine at the home of his good brother Luohan. It was Moutai's business wine. No matter how high it was, it was only two or three hundred yuan, which was a distance of 100,000 miles from the height of a luxury brand like Moutai.

Then Chen Ping glanced at Yang Jianguo, and saw that his eyes were still staring at the wine in his arms. He couldn't help but despise him in his heart: You're so bad! It's okay if you don't need good wine to treat your leader to dinner. Now you can't bear to have two or three hundred wines. You deserve to be in the confidential secretary department for eight years.

Chen Ping was not interested in reminding him how to be a human being in the agency. He just leisurely poured the wine from his cup back to the bottle, and then turned to the waiter in the box and said, "Please help me get a bag to wrap the wine."

The waiter politely smiled at Chen Ping and said, "Okay, but this is a packaging bag, and our hotel does not provide it for free."

Chen Ping said oh, then turned his gaze to Yang Jianguo, who had obviously twitched his eyes. The meaning was very obvious, just asking the surrender whether he would like to pay for the packaging bag.

Although Yang Jianguo was stingy, he even paid for the money for the wine and food. If he dropped the chain on the packaging bag, all his efforts would be wasted. So he said heroically: "It doesn't matter, just count it as the money for the food."

"Brother Yang is just generous," Chen Ping said with a smile, then handed the wine to the waiter and said, "Pack it, I want a fine bag. By the way, do we have a packaging box in our hotel? Pack it completely for him again."

"Yes, but this will be a bit expensive, it costs 400 yuan, do you still need to cover it?" reminded the waiter.

When Chen Ping heard that the packaging cost was even more expensive than the wine, he waved his hand and said, "Pack it!"

Faced with Chen Ping's heroic voice, Yang Jianguo almost collapsed under the table, his face turned green, and he wanted to swallow Chen Ping alive on the spot.

However, Chen Ping seemed to have not noticed Yang Jianguo's expression as if he was dead, and then said to the waiter: "I tell you, it's unnecessary for you to say this. Do you know who was treating to dinner today? That's a key figure in the confidential secretary department of the Municipal Government Office. He is afraid that he will scare you if he says it. The red-headed documents he has passed through during a period are probably more than you will see in your lifetime."

Here Chen Ping changed the concept. Although Yang Jianguo handled a lot of red-headed documents, they were actually routine and actually had no real power. Moreover, not only Yang Jianguo, but also everyone in the office, who can handle every month, may be more red-headed documents than an ordinary person has seen in his lifetime.

But the waiter obviously didn't understand these twists and turns. He just thought he had met a big leader of the municipal government. Although the leader's face was a bit bad, he could never escape his identity, right?

So her smile became even brighter and she said to Chen Ping: "Oh! It turns out that she is the leader of the city government. Should the leader try some of the signature dishes in our hotel? We have lobsters that have just been airlifted from Australia, weighing ten kilograms, and…"

After hearing the waiter's introduction, Yang Jianguo almost vomited blood, but Chen Ping was afraid that he would not have that much money to pay the bill, so he shook his hand and said, "Don't have those foreign things, just come some hairy crabs from Yangcheng Lake. I also saw that the menu seemed to be missing elbow meat and Dongpo pork, as well as dried five-spice sauce and squirrel mandarin fish. Our leader is a native Suzhou native, so he likes to eat these things."

"Okay, I'll add it right away. Do you have any other needs?" asked the waiter.

"No more, let's do it." Chen Ping said.

Hearing Chen Ping's words, the waiter took the wine handed over by Chen Ping out of the box. At this time, he turned to see Comrade Yang Jianguo. Not only was his eyes twitching, but his hands and feet were now twitching.
Chapter completed!