Chapter 450: The Papaya Tree with Its Own Aroma of Wine

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Budget clerk Jin Haoran had already left the meeting to work overtime to calculate data because he didn't drink.

Greening engineer Wang Bin’s eyes were red.

Zhao Dajin, the garden construction engineer, had a blue face.

Hydropower engineer Zhou Qingchun's big round face was red and white.

The face of the resident art director Xiang Qi is normal, and she is still so delicate and beautiful. Alcohol has not had a big impact on her.

Song Xiaoshan himself was full of excitement, his eyes were shining, and he gave the impression that he was in great spirits.

For Song Xiaoshan, such a pleasant drinking party has never happened for at least half a year.

It’s not just a question of whether you have money to drink, but also a question of who to drink with, how you’re in the mood, and whether you can handle the drink.

And today, yes, today.

The unpleasantness has disappeared.

Although the road ahead is still tortuous, still long and still full of difficulties.

However, compared to the original bleak situation with no hope of development, today it is many times better than before.

The Bowen Phase I project has transformed from a project hated by Party A and avoided by insiders to a project affirmed and accepted by Party A, and into a project valued by the company and with policy leanings.

The bright tomorrow, the bright future, the wonderful future, the future worth looking forward to for the Bowen Phase I project are already beckoning to Song Xiaoshan and the team led by Song Xiaoshan. Victory seems to be right in front of us.

How could I still be so awake at such a happy moment?

Song Xiaoshan, who has been insomniac for too long, recalls the past, looks forward to the future, pays attention to the present, and lives in the present.

Yes, tonight, we must get everyone down.

Let’s set such a small goal tonight.

Song Xiaoshan, who had an idea in his mind, glanced around the table and said: "Wang Bin, wake up your family name.

Just a few drinks,

Just pretend to be drunk. "

After listening to Song Xiaoshan's arrangement, Wang Bin shouted softly in Wang Bin's ear: "Home door, home door, wake up, wake up, it's your turn to drink."

I shouted for a long time but got no response.

Wang Bin asked Yu Duibin for help: "Yu Gong, please give me some advice on how to wake up my family."

Yu Shengjie smiled and said, "He's still drinking too early."

"The king's name, the king's name, will the golden flowers be exploded?

Let me ask you, do you want to fry golden flowers or not?

If you don't want to go, I'll leave. "

Wang Ming suddenly raised his head and asked: "Where are the golden flowers? Wait for me."

Song Xiaoshan smiled and said: "Let's finish the bottles of liquor on this table and then go fry the golden flowers."

Wang Ming asked: "Then the wine glass is too small now, and the drinking speed is too slow. By the time we finish drinking the wine, it will be dawn. Then we won't be able to explode into golden flowers."

Let me make a suggestion. Now that all the wine in the wine glasses has been drained, how about replacing it with a small bowl? "

Song Xiaoshan laughed wildly and said: "This proposal is the most constructive and good proposal today. Come on, come on, let's all respond to Comrade Wang Ming's call. Let's drink this.

Change to a smaller bowl. "

"Change to a smaller bowl." The young people all giggled.

Zhao Manfu pondered for a while and said: "Just change, whoever is afraid of whom.

It's as if I'm not a person who has been through the battlefield. "

Zhang Yunqing said in a low voice: "I'll just drink this glass. My drinking capacity is too small and I can't compare with you. I also use a small cup. A small bowl is too scary."

Song Xiaoshan advised Zhang Yunqing: "Mr. Zhang, don't spoil everyone's happiness on such a happy day.

Change to a small bowl first, we have to get enough first.

If you are really drunk, the back door of the kitchen is there. Did you see it? When we were drunk, we used to spit it out to water the papaya trees.

Later, the papayas that were grown all had their own aroma of wine. "

Zhang Yunqing was stubborn and reluctantly agreed to replace the small wine glass with a small wine bowl.

Who else is at the wine table? Let’s take another look.

they are:

Zhao Manfu, deputy general manager of production in the Nanhai area, Zhang Yunqing, deputy commercial director of the Nanhai area, Yu Shengjie, the seedling purchaser in the Nanhai area, and Wang Ming, the material buyer in the Nanhai area.

Xiang Qi, the on-site art director of the first phase of the Bowan Art Center in Nanhai area.

Some members of the first phase of Bowan Project in Nanhai Area:

Project manager (acting) Song Xiaoshan, greening engineer Wang Bin, garden construction engineer Zhao Dajin, and hydropower engineer Zhou Qingchun.

Song Xiaoshan asked Zhao Manfu for instructions: "Mr. Zhao, tonight we have a small bowl of white wine for the first time.

For such an impressive thing, how about we select the person at the table who is most qualified to lead us to drink this generous wine, and take us to drink together? "

Zhao Manfu crossed his hands and fingers on his round belly, squinted his eyes, looked sideways at Song Xiaoshan, and said slowly: "Oh, interesting.

Xiaoshan, go on. "

Yu Shengjie was beating the drums on the side and encouraged: "I think Mr. Zhao is the most suitable candidate for this."

Greening engineer Wang Bin: "I choose Mr. Zhao."

Garden construction engineer Zhao Dajin: "Haha, I choose Mr. Zhao too."

Hydropower engineer Zhou Qingchun: "Haha, I would also choose Mr. Zhao."

Material Purchasing King: "I choose Mr. Zhao."

Zhang Yunqing: "I also think it is more appropriate to choose Mr. Zhao."

The resident art director Xiang Qi raised objections: "I don't agree. I think that for such a bold thing, we must first choose among the people in the project department.

why?

Because Mr. Zhao and Mr. Zhang in the area already have a lot of advantageous resources, the privilege of drinking should not be extended to the drinking table in the workplace.

From now on, we should set a rule. Since we are at the wine table, everyone comes from all over the world, and it is an extremely difficult fate. We should not bring the high and low status of the workplace to the wine table.

Instead, we should establish brotherhood and sisterhood from all over the world.

Let everyone who can sit down and drink together be able to drink and chat openly. "

Song Xiaoshan signaled to the resident art director Xiang Qi to stop immediately, for fear of offending the leaders.

The resident art director waved his hand to Qi and said: "Song Xiaoshan, Song Xiaoshan, don't worry about it.

The Song Xiaoshan I saw was always too cautious.

Every day I worry that I said the wrong thing or did the wrong thing.

To be honest, I just want to ask everyone here, including Mr. Zhao, who has the highest level here and has extremely rich life experience, which one of us do you think can do everything right? , protect everyone well, don’t offend anyone, and don’t say anything wrong.

No one can do it, right?

No one answered, so I’ll take it as your approval, hahaha. "

Xiang Qi, the resident art director, said: “Tonight’s dinner party organized by our project department actually understands that this is a rare opportunity. This opportunity is not for us to curry favor with the leaders.

It is about getting the leaders to get along with the employees.

It is to help employees release negative emotions tonight.

It is to let the employees wake up tomorrow and resurrect with full blood to rush for work. "

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