A perfect life begins with changing the timeline.

Chapter 211 The Soaring Eagle of the Grasslands

Back at their workplace, the two went to find Bie Yan together. After explaining what had happened, Bie Yan seemed indifferent.

"Go ahead, from now on you two will be connected. Keep in touch, you'll never be short of news."

This is the eldest brother's opinion.

There was nothing more to say. Back at their workstations, Fatty Sui went to develop the photos, while Li Mu began working on his manuscript.

The script isn't actually that hard to write; the main thing is to be concise and highlight the director's and screenwriter's ideas, as well as the actors' perspectives on their roles. Moreover, Yuan Li, as a strong contender among the "Ten-Person List" who can rival Mei Ting, has always enjoyed high popularity.

We also need to highlight certain tendencies.

Fortunately, Li Mu is now a seasoned reporter, so these problems are no challenge for him.

Around 4 p.m., both he and the fat man received restaurant invitations for that evening.

Li Mu had never been to this place before, so he asked Sui Kuan to check the route while he continued working on his manuscript.

But in the end, he still worked overtime, and it wasn't until almost 6 o'clock that he finished writing the first draft.

Bie Yan has already left; I'll have to show him the manuscript tomorrow.

On the contrary, Sui Kuan looked very interested:

"Shall we go?"

"Let's go."

The appointment was for 6:30, and it was indeed about time.

So, Sui Kuan drove while he rested in the passenger seat. They soon arrived at the restaurant.

When I pushed open the door to the private room, I saw Wang Jinghua, Chen Jinli, and Wang Jinghua's assistant, the guy surnamed Lin, whom Li Mu had met once before.

However, Assistant Lin simply greeted them and then left, leaving only four people in the room.

Today's meal was clearly a business banquet. After the two of them sat down, the banquet officially began when the 53-degree Moutai mineral water was served.

In Li Mu's opinion, the banquet was of a decent standard.

At least it wasn't the kind of "having one woman on each arm" that I described to my girlfriend...

He was relatively at ease.

Four people, a table full of dishes, including king crab, lobster, abalone and all sorts of other delicacies.

Li Mu actually had a pretty good idea of ​​his alcohol tolerance.

According to Bie Ge, Zhou Jian drank a whole jin (500ml) of liquor at the dinner table last time he celebrated his birthday.

This pound of liquor is my limit.

And this wine can't be drunk too quickly, otherwise he'll get drunk even faster.

But Sui Kuan... seems to be the complete opposite of himself.

Since we're having a meal, we need to have something to talk about. Everyone finds topics to chat about, and as the drinks flow, the atmosphere warms up and things become less awkward.

As they chatted, Wang Jinghua asked about Li Mu's hometown. When she learned it was in Henan Province, she said she had been to Luoyang and Kaifeng... This wasn't surprising. Then she asked about Sui Kuan... Even Li Mu was surprised.

All he knew was that Fatty Sui's family lived in Shangyi, a county in Hebei Province.

But where is Shangyi... that's asking him a question he's missing out on.

Then, according to Fatty Sui, Shangyi is next to Ulanqab.

Inner Mongolia...

Perhaps because the wine had been drinking at a lukewarm pace, the fat man felt he needed to make a gesture.

So, his exact words were:

"My home is right next to Inner Mongolia. My parents do business there, so although I'm from Hebei Province, I practically grew up in Inner Mongolia. So, Sister Hua, Mr. Chen, I'll do my part according to Inner Mongolian custom. Waiter, bring me seven wine cups."

Before Li Mu could figure out what the fat man was doing with the seven wine cups, he saw the fat man place the seven wine cups on a clean plate.

Then it was filled with wine.

"In Inner Mongolia, this is called 'knocking on seven and paying respects five times.' Li Mu and I are guests, and we thank Sister Hua and General Manager Chen for their hospitality. I'll offer this toast to Sister Hua first..." (Note 1)

Li Mu was still wondering what "bowing seven times and showing respect five times" meant when he saw Wang Jinghua's expression change...

He didn't understand, but what kind of storms hadn't Wang Jinghua, who was known as the top agent in the Chinese entertainment industry, seen?

She knows all too well what it means to be respectful and courteous.

then……

As Li Mu stared in disbelief, Fatty Sui muttered to himself, "Big red rooster with feathered legs, loves to drink spicy water," before downing the wine in the seven cups in one gulp.

Then... he removed two glasses, refilled the remaining five wine cups, and presented them to Wang Jinghua...

"Hiss~~~"

I grass!

Is this how drinking is done in Inner Mongolia?!

Wang Jinghua did drink those five cups of wine, but that wasn't the end of it.

The fat man, holding his tray, turned to look at Chen Jinli:

"Mr. Chen, the sky is so blue and the sea is so blue, let's pass the dishes around one by one. Come on, come on..."

"..."

Li Mu watched as Wang Jinghua sat down and started drinking tea, when he suddenly felt a cramp in his stomach.

Then... it was Li Mu's turn.

No.

Fatty!

I remember it very clearly. The first time I met Brother Bie, when he took us to eat abalone and shark fin soup, you only said you had a pound of it...

But after those seven cups of wine...

This is just the beginning.

He forced himself to drink five cups, then quickly picked up a few bites of food.

But... I have to admit it.

After the fat guy came around, the atmosphere became much warmer than before, when it was just a "dabbling" of awkwardness.

Then... Chen Jinli slapped herself.

Of course, it wasn't a real fight, but rather a consequence of his slip of the tongue:

"Reporter Sui, I heard that there's a drinking custom in Inner Mongolia called something like 'The Grassland Eagle Spreads Its Wings'..."

"Haha, yes. That's easy. Come on, let me set an example for President Chen. There's a saying: 'The eagle of the grassland spreads its wings and flies, holding five cups on one wing.' You're the older brother, and I'm the younger brother. We'll fly together. I'll toast President Chen first... President Chen, fly with confidence, your younger brother will always be with you."

Under Chen Jinli's bewildered gaze, Sui Kuan poured five more cups of wine.

It should be noted that the time between the last five cups and the last time was only the time it took for Chen Jinli to say "one sentence".

At this moment, apart from the stunned President Chen, Wang Jinghua and Li Mu lowered their heads in perfect unison.

They didn't even have the courage to look each other in the eye.

Just when Chen Jinli thought it was over after forcing herself to drink five more cups, Sui Kuan poured her another five:

"Mr. Chen, now that one wing is out in the air, the other wing needs to be spread too. Come on, come on..."

Good guy.

Li Mu really learned a lot.

So the so-called "spreading wings and flying" actually means having two wings!

Chen Jinli quickly waved his hand, indicating to slow down. Seeing this, Sui Kuan poured the wine from his cup into his decanter, then filled five cups for himself and poured them into his own decanter as well.

"If Mr. Chen is going to fly, his younger brother has to go with him."

Two wings, ten cups of wine, a full two ounces...

He picked up the wine dispenser:

"The eagle lands for a short rest, then soars straight into the heavens again. Come on, Mr. Chen, let me drink first!"

Two ounces of liquor, downed in one gulp.

I...I'm so embarrassed!

Li Mu, whose scalp tingled with fear, quickly looked at Wang Jinghua:

"What has Sister Hua been busy with lately?"

"Uh... haha, busy finding jobs for the actors."

The two quickly isolated Fatty Sui.

Chen Jinli's face had already turned red.

……

So, the eagle's wings didn't snag Wang Jinghua and Li Mu, which meant they somewhat avoided a raptor attack. But the situation wasn't much better; Wang Jinghua even rolled up her chopsticks into a napkin and stuck it into her wine glass, as if to say she surrendered.

Four people, four and a half bottles of Moutai.

Li Mu was already feeling dizzy and lightheaded.

But Fatty Sui seemed completely unharmed, so much so that at the end, Li Mu couldn't help but ask:

"Fatty, aren't you supposed to weigh a pound?"

"Yes, one pound is the correct amount."

"...You've drunk more than a pound!"

"If you start feeling dizzy after taking one pound, does that mean you've reached the recommended amount?"

"????"

Li Mu was stunned and subconsciously asked:

"And what happens after that quantity is reached?"

"Then just drink whatever you want."

leave!

Is this how you explain the drinking capacity of people from Inner Mongolia?

Just then, Chen Jinli, whose steps were slightly unsteady, walked over:

"Li Ji, Sui Ji, Sister Hua has had a bit too much to drink. I've already had my assistant help her leave. Come on, my friend just opened a new shop there, shall we go have some tea and sober up?"

"Oh?"

Sui Kuan's eyes lit up.

He instantly looked at Li Mu...

Li Mu was actually a little reluctant to go; he was almost at the limit for his test.

But considering it's for tea...

Seeing the excitement in his friend's eyes, he didn't want to spoil the fun and nodded.

"Walk."

So, a driver appeared out of nowhere and drove the two of them. Li Mu got in the car in a daze and got out in a daze.

As the evening breeze blew, he gazed at the glittering nightclub building before him, from which the faint sounds of energetic singing and dancing seemed to echo... and a thought popped into his head:

"Didn't we say we were going to have tea?"

then……

He really didn't know anything.

When he woke up again, he stared at an unfamiliar ceiling...

Where the hell am I?

But the immediate discomfort in his stomach made him groggily get out of bed and head straight for the bathroom.

"vomit……"

leave!

What did I eat last night?

Why are there cashews here?

(Note 1: I haven't been to Ulanqab. The custom of kowtows and offerings was actually learned in Shenmu and Ordos. I don't know if it's common in Inner Mongolia, so don't worry about it. But I can only say that you shouldn't learn this way of drinking, and try not to drink like this. You really can't handle it.)