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Chapter 287 - 287 286 Zhao Yiji

287: Chapter 286 “Zhao Yiji 287: Chapter 286 “Zhao Yiji Yue Feng nodded, “Ah!

I wasn’t originally planning to agree to come, but once President Lu mentioned our Musk Wine affairs, he accepted the invitation!”

“Great!

Not bad!

I’ve known Old Zhao for many years, but this is the first time I’ve heard this guy agree to dine with someone he just met!

No, I have to drive back and get a bottle of good wine, so we can have a good drink at noon!” Liu Fengnian said.

“Why go back, I have it in my car!

Yue, where do you plan to go for lunch?

Let’s have a good drink and celebrate!” Zhang Fenglin also generously said.

Yue Feng scratched his head, “Better let Brother Liu arrange it, I’m not familiar with this part of the city!

Anywhere is fine!”

“Decided, let’s go to that private kitchen restaurant we visited last time!

Just the five of us?

I’ll continue to call to reserve a table!” Liu Fengnian finalized the plan.

While some rejoiced, others felt sorrow.

Yue Feng and his two friends had taken the top three spots and were in high spirits, but Lv San and Meng Chuan were much more depressed!

Unable to suppress the issue at the office, Lv knew he had encountered a problem this time.

Old Zhao was impervious to persuasion, making it impossible to coax him into leniency, leaving no choice but to shamelessly seek out old friends!

Lv San was very depressed, and Wang Xiaoli and his crew were not much happier.

They had made a big show of deploying troops and setting formations, yet the best result, by Wang Zhen, was 9.5 points in the second round, totaling 10.5 points and earning him eleventh place.

Missing the top ten by half a point, their efforts were completely in vain, and they ended up dragging Meng Chuan down with them.

Depressed as they were, they still had to eat.

These guys usually traveled all over the country, and gathering locally was not easy.

After the competition, they called everyone together, without deviation, and also chose the private kitchen restaurant booked by Big Brother Liu Fengnian.

Old Zhao and Lu Yong still had work to do with the post-competition cleanup, so they were a bit late to gather.

By the time everything was handled and they drove to the restaurant, it was already 12:10 pm.

The private kitchen restaurant was bustling at noon.

Apart from the table Liu Fengnian had reserved in advance, there were no vacant seats.

The small courtyard, including the parking area outside, was packed with gourmets attracted by its reputation.

After parking their cars, Old Zhao led the others straight to the reserved room.

“Tsk, it’s not easy, Old Zhao; we’ve known each other for over a decade, and this is the first time we’re eating out at a restaurant together!

Last time was at Little Guo’s wedding banquet, and now Little Guo’s kid is already in elementary school!” Liu Fengnian joked with Old Zhao as soon as he sat down.

“What’s there to eat outside!

Eating someone else’s food means owing them a favor!

When it comes time to deal with issues later, you can’t act freely!

You know me, I can’t stand any interference!

If I really want to drink, let’s find time later and go to my place.

I’ll cook some top-notch dishes for you myself!”

Old Zhao was quite open about discussing his concerns.

“Haha!

Talking about other stuff is useless, here we are anyway!

Just now, Old Zhang mentioned he brought two bottles of good wine, perfect for testing a communist soldier like you, who has been extensively tested by the party and the people!” Lu Yong took out a cigarette and distributed it around, seizing the opportunity to tease Old Zhao.

Old Zhao shook his head like a rattle-drum, “It’s different; can fishing be the same?

The anglers competing today were not without skilled players, being able to let you three monopolize the top three spots speaks volumes!

That Medicinal Wine in Yue’s hands, you have to arrange a bottle for me no matter what!!”

Fishing was different, and coming from Old Zhao, it made Yue Feng involuntarily recall what Kong Yiji said about stealing books not being theft, and his lips couldn’t help but curl into a slight smile!

“Good one, Yue Feng, staying silent is one thing, but sneaking a smile?

You’d better watch out, I’ll make you down a few glasses once the dishes are out!” Old Zhao had just caught Yue Feng smiling and childishly muttered to himself.

“Hehe!

I’m happy today.

I’ll drink a little.

But my tolerance isn’t great, so you can’t blame me if I can’t keep up!” Yue Feng chuckled in agreement.

The joy of anglers is quite simple, really.

Having this common hobby, anglers who otherwise aren’t close can sit together without feeling out of place and never run out of topics to discuss!

Especially Old Zhao, who often seems unapproachable due to his cold demeanor, isn’t really that hard to get along with; it’s just that the threshold for befriending him is a bit high.

The lunchtime drinking session started at half-past twelve and stretched near two o’clock, still without an end in sight.

Yue Feng, who had a low alcohol tolerance, couldn’t handle the strong spirits that Big Brother Zhang had brought, so after one glass, he switched to beer and kept quiet, listening passively to the old anglers chat, hardly speaking at all.

Although beer is lower in alcohol content, it has a downside: drinking too much can bloat the stomach.

After six bottles of beer, Yue Feng could hardly hold it in any longer and excused himself to use the restroom outside.

Yue Feng headed straight for the restroom at the end of the corridor and stepped over into a stall.

Mixing spirits and beer was getting to him, a churning feeling rising in his stomach.

To cope better later, Yue Feng had a sip of cold tea before he left.

Though they were all liquids, the cold tea reacted quickly once it hit his stomach.

Yue Feng chose a stall specifically to vomit away from prying eyes, avoiding any awkwardness.

After a brief moment, he finally threw up.

It poured out messily, but his stomach finally felt a bit better.

As he was bent over retching, he heard several people’s footsteps approaching the restroom.

“Damn it, Yue Feng has quite a few dumb fans.

I just checked; he has over two hundred thousand followers.

This guy is quite the internet celebrity!”

“I saw that too.

Meng Chuan was careless not to notice such a big drone!

This situation seems tricky now.

Zhao, known for his coldness, has got Meng Chuan in a tough spot, and nobody’s help will do any good.

It has to be escalated to high heavens!”

“You win some, you lose some, I guess.

When we approached him, he agreed voluntarily, wanting to make those few hundred bucks.

If he’s smart, he’ll handle this mess himself, and it has nothing to do with us!

However, Yue Feng’s fishing skills are indeed good.

Destroying a fishing spot and still scoring a point, we probably couldn’t have managed that!”

“Pah!

He got lucky this time.

Just wait till we get another chance, see how I set him up, a mere nobody.

There are plenty of ways to get revenge for Chuan!”

Hearing his name mentioned by these strangers outside, Yue Feng suddenly tensed up, “Damn, that sounds like Wang Xiaoli and his group.”

All this time, Yue Feng had been pondering who might be plotting against him.

He hadn’t expected that a drunken trip to the restroom would accidentally lead him to overhear the truth.

To be fair, Yue Feng hardly knew these guys; their only interaction was a day of fishing rivalry initiated by Wang Xiaoli and his crew.

And now, hearing these guys, it seemed they disliked him and considered him an offender.

What kind of twisted logic was that!