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Chapter 65 Grabbing business with the old club. (Seek to follow up)
There is no suspense, and soon the most suspenseful poetry meeting will end.

"Come on, Xiao Fang sit here." Qin Yiren's uncle warmly greeted,

Every year around ten o'clock in the evening today, after the Dragon Boat Festival exchange between Beijing University and Mingyi Group, there is a very late dinner to celebrate the successful conclusion of the poetry meeting tonight.

Ming Yi's executives who came to the scene today, as well as some leaders of Beijing University, will stay for a meal together.

Wen Kui tonight, of course Fang Yun was also left behind.

Logically speaking, no matter whether it is the last Wenkui or not, he would have a table with other players to communicate with each other, but this year is different. Then he said, "Come on, boy Fang Yun, sit next to me. There were too many people on the stage just now and I have a chat with the old man."

This is different from last time.

There are still many high-level executives of Mingyi, and the banquet organized by Mingyi Group, but the eyes Fang Yun receives are obviously different, and there is no need for Qin Yiren to save the scene. He is the protagonist tonight.

Very enthusiastic Peking University School of Literature.

"Okay." Fang Yun wasn't nervous this time, he was drinking and his tongue slipped.

Although the people at today's table are not much different from those who ate last time, only Qin Yiren's second uncle and aunt were away, Yiren, and Yiren's parents were all there, but it may be because of the effect of alcohol before eating. The atmosphere was visibly more lively.

When the food was served, the table was full of educated people, and everyone could chatter there, without being idle for a moment.

Fang Yun didn't drink to the top just now, and he is still very polite at the moment. Someone asked him, and he responded politely. When no one asked him, he cooked like crazy. He came to the auditorium early today and ate a few. Bread mat belly, he was already starving.

However, in today's atmosphere, it is impossible to have food without wine.

Soon, the waiter at Mingyi Hotel placed a circle of small glasses and filled them with white wine.

As a junior at the table, Fang Yun naturally had to toast the elders with wine. After drinking a glass of wine, he finally started to feel a little dizzy. Fang Yun's capacity for alcohol is not very good.

When Qin Yiren saw it, he smiled and said, "Xiao Fang can't drink too much, so don't force him."

Fang Yun was dizzy, looked up at Yi Ren, if it wasn't for her, knowing that he couldn't drink anymore, "I'm fine, I'm not drunk yet." Under the influence of alcohol, and in front of Yi Ren, Fang Yun's face was swollen I'm fat.

"That's right, that's how much. Looking at ancient and modern times, how many of us who engage in literary creation don't drink a few cups?" Uncle Qin said and raised his glass again, "Come on, Xiao Fang, I respect you. You today It opened my eyes."

Gulu Gulu, Uncle Qin's respect, it's a good drink, another cup.

"Heroes come out of youth." Qin Yiren's father, Qin Ming, also toasted with a smile, "I didn't have a chance to talk to Xiao Fang last time, but Xiao Fang surprised me today, you have a long face. You boy can give us The Mingyi Group has a long face! You need to have a good drink."

"Okay, uncle, you're welcome, I'll do it."

Qin Yiren's father, of course Fang Yun didn't dare to be negligent, so he quickly got up to clink his glasses, and then took another bite or two.

"I heard before that there was a young man who rescued our Yiren girl. Today I can be regarded as seeing someone who is talented, courageous, polite, not arrogant or impatient, not bad, Xiao Fang, you are very good." Chi Lao was also happy. Ha ha counting Fang Yun.

Fang Yun listened to Teacher Qin Yiren's praise, drank the wine again, and of course fluttered, "Old Chi, feel flattered and flattered, I'll take care of it first, you can do whatever you want."

Drink one cup after another, Fang Yun is already dizzy, this time he really drank too much.

"Come on, Xiaofang, keep drinking."

I don't know who is talking, listening to Fang Yun belching and reaching for the cup, but after grabbing it four or five times, his hand is still empty.
Qin Yiren raised her own cup, "Let me drink it for him."

"You girl?" Chi Lao became more mischievous after drinking, put down the wine glass, and waved his hands again and again, "No, no, why do you help him drink?"

Qin Yiren took a look at Fang Yun, who was swaying, and said with a smile: "This is my hero. Mr. Qin didn't win uncle, but my little Qin won. I can't let you bully Fang Yun again, elders , drink with me if you want to drink."

"Ouch." Qin Ming didn't hear anything unusual about these words, and he didn't know what his own Chinese cabbage was thinking. This last cup of Fang, I have to give it to your father, I really like Xiao Fang's poems today, I must treat Xiao Fang well."

Qin Ming's family is a scholarly family. It has been passed down from their ancestors to meet friends with wine. The more respect they have, the more they value it.

But Fang Yun didn't pick up the cup a few times, and now he said angrily: "Don't drink it, don't drink it, I see... I can see it, you just want to feed me, yes, feed me!" "I...I won't be fooled by you, hehe, I don't...drink..." Fang Yun swayed with his hands on the table, already drunk.

Looking at Fang Yun's state at this time, Mr. Chi also felt that it was almost the same. He smiled and said, "Don't drink anymore? Then chat with me."

Fang Yun glanced at him in a daze, "What are you talking about?"

Then what else could there be, Qin Shi took over the conversation, "I mentioned it to Mr. Chi just now on the stage. Seriously, Xiao Fang, would you like to come to Beijing University College of Arts?"

Fang Yun's performance just now was too eye-catching, not only in the poem reciting link, but also in the later confrontation link, he was still invincible. I was really stunned by these old pedants, and those with a little ability to bear asked three soul questions,

who am I?
Where am i?

what am i doing?
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This immediately aroused the love of talents of Qin Shi and Chi Lao, the current actual leaders of the Peking University Academy of Arts.

I really want Fang Yun to come to their academy. In a few years, I will keep being amazing tonight. This little Fang may have the potential to become the next generation leader in the Chinese literary world.

As soon as Fang Yun smacked his lips, he didn't say any polite words even though he was so drunk, he was very straightforward, "No, no, no."

"Uh." The two of Beijing University were taken aback, so direct.

"Xiao Fang, you." Qin Shi quickly added: "You, don't rush to answer, think about it carefully, I promise, as long as Xiao Fang can fulfill the talent you have shown today, the next dean of our Academy of Arts will definitely It's you."

"I don't want to be fooled if you are drawing cakes." Fang Yun said with a stare, "I don't want to be the dean, I... I want to make money, a lot of money, I want to start a company, a big, big Well, it's a big company like Mingyi!"

This is really drunk, dare to say anything outside.

Qin Ming, who is still the chairman of Mingyi, was also happy, and laughed twice, "Co-author, Xiao Fang has such big ambitions, and wants to compete with his boss for business?"

(End of this chapter)