After drinking three or four taels of white wine, Fang Zhicheng felt a little unwell. Although he looked very rational, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that he was a little too much. For example, he was a little unsteady when picking up food, and it took him several tries to pick up a vegetable.
Zhao Qingya said, "Brother, Zhicheng can't drink much, so don't drink with him."
Zhao Guoyi put down the cup and smiled helplessly: "Okay, Zhicheng still needs to practice his drinking capacity."
Shi Xian said from the side: "The drinking culture will fade away sooner or later. It's okay if Zhicheng can't drink. It will be good for his health. Nowadays, everyone is emphasizing health preservation. Lao Zhao, you should also drink less."
Zhao Qingya smiled and said, "Sister Shi, my brother only drinks occasionally, but he also needs someone to supervise him from time to time."
Zhao Guoyi put down the cup and said with a smile: "Aiya, you two women are teaming up to deal with me. I raise my hands in surrender and I won't drink this wine anymore."
Chapter 0649 Like a Girl in a Red Light District
Fang Zhicheng's alcohol tolerance is no more than half a catty. If he performs well, he can drink half a catty, but if he is not in good condition, he will raise the white flag after two or three taels. Fang Zhicheng has thought about improving his alcohol tolerance, but he has never had the opportunity. In addition, he often drives now, so he hardly drinks, so his alcohol tolerance has not improved much.
"Xiao Fang, he's drunk. Help him to the bedroom to rest." Zhao Guoyi smiled bitterly. He had originally planned to have a good drink with Fang Zhicheng, but Fang Zhicheng lost before he even started.
Zhao Qingya nodded and pulled Fang Zhicheng up. Although Fang Zhicheng was drunk, he was still conscious and helped Zhao Qingya to her bedroom.
After Zhao Qingya left the bedroom, Zhao Guoyi waved at her and said, "I have something to ask you."
Zhao Qingya sighed and said, "Just ask."
Zhao Guoyi said, "They say that an elder brother is like a father. We have been dependent on each other since we were very young and have a very good relationship. In the past few years, you have been reluctant to get married. I didn't force you at that time because I knew you hadn't met the right person. But now, you have met one, and I hope you can make a decision as soon as possible and marry him as soon as possible."
Zhao Qingya smiled and said, "Brother, why did you bring this up?"
In Zhao Qingya's heart, Zhao Guoyi has always been a man who can accomplish great things. Zhao Qingya felt mixed emotions when he discussed emotional matters with her so seriously.
Zhao Guoyi said in a deep voice: "Qingya, Zhicheng is very good, very outstanding, but a man like him, if you don't take the initiative, or to put it more bluntly, if you don't snatch him away, he will easily abandon you. You have to realize this."
Zhao Qingya subconsciously glanced in the direction of the room and muttered, "Rob? Is he worth it?"
Zhao Guoyi sighed and said, "You women always like to argue with others. Forget it, I know you are stubborn. It is useless to continue talking to you. You should wait until you figure it out yourself."
After Zhao Guoyi and Shi Xian finished their meal, Shi Xian rushed to clean up the dishes. Zhao Guoyi sat on the sofa and smoked for a while. After Shi Xian was done with her work, the two left Zhao Qingya's small apartment. Shi Xian sat side by side with Zhao Guoyi in the back seat of the car and whispered, "You seem a little unhappy."
Zhao Guoyi said softly: "My sister is a person who has been hurt by love. I have always hoped that she can get over it. Now it seems that it is still difficult."
Shi Xian asked curiously, "By the way, Fang Zhicheng looks very young. Why do you think so highly of him? I don't think Qingya and him are a good match."
Zhao Guoyi smiled slowly and said, "Shi Xian, you made the same mistake as many people."
"Oh?" Shi Xian asked doubtfully, "Could it be that he has some amazing identity?"
Zhao Guoyi said: "Judging people by appearance is a common problem for many people. He is now the district party secretary of Xiaguang District, Hanzhou City."
"Xiaguang District? Is it the place where the tomb of Uncle Chen was dug up two days ago?" Shi Xian was a little surprised. The discovery of Uncle Chen's tomb was the most important event for the Huainan Cultural Department this year. Fang Zhicheng was the district party secretary of this district, and his administrative level was at the level of a director, only one level lower than that of the deputy director. If it was a matter of power, she had no power at all. On the contrary, Fang Zhicheng had more authority than she did.
Zhao Guoyi nodded and said, "Zhicheng is a young man with unlimited potential. He was previously in Yinzhou Dongtai and is now in Hanzhou Xiaguang. He has made many achievements. In fact, I also want to try it out and let him enter the provincial government to assist me."
Shi Xian sighed and said with a smile, "I feel a little dissatisfied when I hear this. How outstanding must he be to make you, the executive vice governor, cherish his talent."
Zhao Guoyi waved his hand and said, "Talent is one thing, but the key is that he means a lot to Qingya."
Shi Xian knew that Zhao Guoyi cared deeply about Zhao Qingya, and secretly thought that she must build a good relationship with this future sister-in-law.
After sleeping until midnight, Fang Zhicheng felt dry in the mouth and subconsciously touched the bedside table. With a "click", the glass fell to the ground, which woke him up a little. Zhao Qingya heard the noise, opened the door and turned on the light. Fang Zhicheng smiled bitterly and said, "Sorry, I accidentally knocked over the glass."
Zhao Qingya didn't say much, she turned around and went to the kitchen to get a broom and swept the debris on the floor. She was only wearing pajamas, without a bra underneath, so when she bent over to sweep the floor, she could see a large area of scenery. Fang Zhicheng squinted his eyes, but in fact he could see everything. He secretly sighed that Zhao Qingya had a really good figure, tall and plump, and he never got tired of looking at her.
Zhao Qingya didn't take it as an offense. She glared at Fang Zhicheng, turned around and went out to get a mop, mopped up the water on the floor, and finally poured him another glass of water.
Fang Zhicheng took a sip of water and asked, "What time is it now? How long have I slept? When did Governor Guoyi leave?"
Zhao Qingya said: "It's already three o'clock in the morning. My eldest brother left at around nine o'clock."
Fang Zhicheng scratched his head and smiled awkwardly: "I'm sorry, did I make you lose face?"
Zhao Qingya said, "It was just a few glasses of wine, and he passed out. It's not embarrassing, but it just spoiled my brother's fun."
Fang Zhicheng said unhappily: "Are you dissatisfied with my poor alcohol tolerance?"
Zhao Qingya smiled provocatively: "Yes, what's the matter?"
Fang Zhicheng could only sigh helplessly: "Not so good, alas, no one is perfect. I am so handsome, so capable, so kind, I can cook well, and I know how to ask about people's well-being, which is enough to cover up this little shortcoming."
Zhao Qingya spat unhappily, "You self-righteous fellow, take a rest quickly and stop thinking about these nonsense."
Seeing Zhao Qingya turn around and leave the bedroom, Fang Zhicheng sighed deeply, then closed his eyes. He didn't know why he always felt so at ease when he was with Zhao Qingya. In his subconscious, Zhao Qingya would always be the one who protected him from harm. As long as she was nearby, he would inexplicably relax.
After tossing and turning for more than ten minutes without being able to fall asleep, Fang Zhicheng suddenly had an idea. Should he knock on the door of the next bedroom
After much hesitation, Fang Zhicheng finally gave up this idea. If it was Qi Yun or Xie Yuxin, he might succeed with just some effort, but Zhao Qingya knew martial arts. If she was determined to kill him, he would be seriously injured or at least lose a layer of skin.
The next day, Zhao Qingya woke up at around eight o'clock and prepared a Western breakfast of toast, poached eggs and milk sandwiches. I eat it occasionally and it tastes pretty good. Seeing Fang Zhicheng eating with relish, Zhao Qingya smiled and said, "Will you go shopping with me later?"
Fang Zhicheng was a little surprised and smiled, "What do you want to buy?"