Zhang Yun thought he was comforting himself, so he nodded in agreement, "Okay, okay, you're not jealous, let's go back and let's go back to drink. There is a car to take us back anyway. It's a pity that the wine Qiqing brought is gone. Hey, it’s rare to drink such good red wine.”
Song Shijun smiled and said, "What kind of wine have you never drunk? There are many people rushing to give you good wine."
Zhang Yun shook his head, "You don't understand this. The wine Qiqing brought is different. I knew it was good as soon as I drank it. Moreover, it comes from a private winery and is not sold outside. You can think of it Think about how rare it is.”
Although Song Shijun didn't know who gave it to Qiqing, he estimated that the person was of high status.
Zhang Yun still licked his lips.
"I really want to have another drink... even one drink would be great!"
However, they had already drank all the two bottles of red wine, let alone one glass, not even a drop was left.
"Right." Zhang Yun thought of something, put his arms around Song Shijun's shoulders, came close to him, and whispered, "You and Qi Qing have such a good relationship, otherwise, why would you secretly ask her for a bottle for me? How much does it cost? OK."
Song Shijun stared at him, "As for it?"
Zhang Yun nodded hurriedly, "As for! Please, keep a bottle of such good red wine, it will be of great use in the future? Please, please."
Song Shijun shrugged and said, "I don't know if Qiqing will agree. Let's talk about it then."
"Don't... help me, brother."
Zhang Yun pestered him.
Song Shijun was really annoyed by him, so he agreed perfunctorily, "Okay, I'll ask for you. Let's talk about it first. I can't guarantee that Qiqing will definitely give it."
Zhang Yun immediately smiled and said confidently, "It must be possible. Your relationship with Qiqing is different!"
Song Shijun smiled.
The two entered the club arm in arm.
At this time, a waiter came to Song Shijun. Song Shijun thought it was about the car, so he asked Zhang Yun to go back to the room first.
After being taken aside by the waiter, he realized that it was not about the car, but about the wine.
The waiter smiled and said, "Miss Han left three bottles of wine for you. I have arranged for someone to put them in your car." Song Shijun's eyes lit up, "She left some wine for me?"
The waiter whispered, "Miss Han told me to only tell you."
Song Shijun laughed, it turned out to be like this.
It seems that Qiqing asked the servant to bring five bottles of wine, two bottles were given to everyone to drink, and three bottles were left for him to take home privately.
Thinking of what Zhang Yun had just said, the smile in Song Shijun's eyes deepened.
Return to the bowling room.
When Qi Qing was away, the others were free to play, and their words were full of vulgarity.
Zhang Yun asked him, "What did the waiter call you for just now? Is it about arranging a car to take us back?"
Song Shijun nodded and lied without blinking.
"Yes, for those who drive, they will send someone to drive on their behalf. For others, they can arrange for a car to be sent back."
Zhang Yun glanced at the heads of people and said, "Two cars are enough to accommodate people. There is no need to rearrange the cars."
Song Shijun still has a conscience, so he naturally has no intention of sharing the three bottles of wine Qiqing left for him.
But he ordered good wine again and drank with them.
Zhang Yun also said that he was not polite at all when spending Qiqing's money.
Song Shijun smiled and said, "It's okay, she owes me this."
The account of the nine gifts has been written off in one stroke.
Zhang Yun had a look of envy, jealousy, and hatred on his face, and he gritted his teeth and said, "The evil rich man!"
(End of chapter)