Chapter 20 This Wine Should only Be in the Sky
There are beauties in the north, peerless and independent, once you look at the city of Qingren, and then look at the country of Qingren, you would rather not know the country and the city, beautiful women are rare!
This short poem is the only thing Brother Qiao Feng can think of at the moment. From his point of view, the wine in this jug is like that beautiful lady in the north. Can get it again!
Picking up the jade bowl as thin as cicada's wings, Qiao Feng slowly poured it into his mouth...
A sweetness and clearness instantly changed and passed down the throat, like a breath of cool fairy air, it spread throughout the throat, the lungs, and then the stomach.
Qiao Feng's eyes were already closed, and he was carefully tasting this fine wine, which he thought was almost rare in a hundred years, a refreshing feeling came back, the taste was fragrant, and the aftertaste was endless.
"Ah..." A long voice sounded, which means that the owner of the voice felt the most refreshing thing in his opinion, and what could be better than a drunkard meeting fine wine.
Brother Qiao Feng's eyes were closed for a long time, and then opened, his eyes were full of unforgettable, this wine, this wine is nothing to say!
Slowly let out a breath, Brother Qiao Feng was surprised to find something, he would definitely cough violently after taking such a sip of wine in the past, this has something to do with his living habits, as a writer , Smoking and drinking every day and staying up late, my health is not good, especially my lungs, I often cough, but after drinking this wine, my lungs feel much more comfortable!
"Boss, this kind of wine actually has the effect of medicinal wine?" I didn't ask Qiao Feng after thinking about it. If drinking can really cure diseases, it would be the most beautiful thing in the world for him.
Qin Feng raised his head indifferently: "This is not some kind of medicinal wine, it just happens that the pear contained in it has a certain effect on your body, so it makes you feel better!"
"Oh, boss, can I buy some pears?"
"No!" Qin Feng put down the book in his hand again and said firmly.
"Boss, I'll give you more money!"
"If I say you can't, you can't. If you don't understand people's words, it's still a matter of course!"
Brother Qiao Feng was intimidated in an instant, if you can’t, then you can’t, as long as you have some wine, wait a minute, I seem to have forgotten something.
It’s okay to die drunk. The group has been blown up, and I don’t know how many chat records have been swiped. Among them, there are countless x-on:乔峰. The content has also been slowly upgraded from the very beginning. Are you dead drunk or have you vomited? In the end, all the words turned into curses, cursing Qiao Feng for not being able to find a girlfriend for the rest of his life...
Brother Qiao Feng's head was covered with cold sweat, he had died countless times in just a short while, and even his body had been killed and killed first and then killed countless times...
I'm not Qiao Feng: "Well, I just drank a bowl of wine."
At the meeting, Shudebang Monkey said: "You're finally here, and you're still alive. I thought you were dead. How's the wine?"
This time, I'm not Qiao Feng. Finally, Qiao Feng moved a little faster, and before everyone's screen reply came, he directly said a sentence: "This wine should only exist in the sky, how many times can you drink it in the world... If you want to drink it... Just come, if you don't drink, you will be at your own peril!"
Brother Qiao Feng immediately turned off the phone after saying this, and at some point there was a sinister smile on his face.
He knew that these few friends were really busy... But, just like those old gourmets who know where there is delicious food, they will eat it regardless of the time, as if they are afraid that they will be gone if they go late, so are the drunkards... Wanting an alcoholic to keep them calm knowing that there is good wine... Well, in monkey terms, you might as well kill me with a knife!
At this very moment, in real life, in a top office building in downtown Zhongzhou City, a top Internet company in the industry, a tall, thin guy wearing glasses threw a note on the boss's desk.
"Boss, ask for leave!!!" The tall and thin guy shouted with the look of you criticizing me quickly.
"This..." The boss picked up the note on the table, a large A4 paper with only three words on it, a request for leave, no reason, no time, just three big characters that were scrawled.
"Yuanzheng, this, you, you have already asked for leave three times this month." The boss adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said with a painful expression: "Besides, your old man can't write a reason and write a Is it time?"
"What the hell? Reason and time? I'm in a rush to drink, so hurry up and give me approval!" Sun Yuanzheng, the monkey whose name will be on a tree on the forum, is the chief technician of this Internet company and the top hacker!
The boss was instantly choked by this guy's words, and rushed to drink. This reason is really... He's so powerful! Why don't you say that you are rushing to reincarnate!
Of course, he would not say these words. In fact, it doesn’t matter if the monkey asks for leave. Anyway, he doesn’t need to work now. All he has to do is to do the necessary things when necessary. As for what Well, um, skip it for now.
He was thinking wildly, but the monkey couldn't wait any longer: "Boss, what are you doing with the ink, hurry up and sign it for me, those guys are going to laugh at me again!"
"This, expedition, you have to let me think about it!"
"Then you will sign or not!"
"I'll sign it, and I didn't say I wouldn't sign it..."
It took five seconds to sign his name on the monkey's absent-minded request for leave. Afterwards, the boss watched helplessly as the other party took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and walked away happily while brushing the group. gone... gone...
God is sorry, the first rule of the company is to keep mobile phones in the locker at work...
The same thing happened in a martial arts gym, a studio, and a financial company...
At this time, at the airport in Zhongzhou City, a man with a Chinese face looked at his phone and made a decision in just a second!
"Let the crew know that we won't be going to the capital today, but we'll go tomorrow and let them go home!" the middle-aged man ordered lightly.
"But, but the planes are all ready and waiting for you." A big man in a suit next to him said cautiously.
"Let me ask you, is that a private jet?" The middle-aged man asked as he walked back.
"Yes... yes." The big man in the suit was a little confused, but he still nodded.
"Since it's my private jet, I can fly it if I want it, and stop it if I don't want to. Otherwise, why should I buy a private jet? Just wait, I have something to do at night!" said the middle-aged man, continuing to look at his phone, I can vaguely see a name that asked the sky with a smile...
Alcoholic, never wait, the kind of people who are similar to me, wait and drink tomorrow or later, are not real alcoholics...