Li Ye could hold his liquor well. Whenever he wanted to drink someone under the table, he did. But today, he had finally seen what it meant to be a warrior tempered on the battlefield of drink.
His old classmates could all drink heavily, and their emotional control was exceptionally strong. Their drinking manners were also excellent. At a dinner where each person had downed more than a jin of baijiu, not a single one of them lost composure.
Even when the gathering ended and everyone dispersed, hardly anyone had to lean on a wall to walk. Their faces were flushed red as they chatted eloquently, and not one of them spouted drunken nonsense.
Sometimes, Li Ye wondered whether China's drinking culture was also a kind of "screening mechanism." Those with poor emotional control, who started blasting everyone on the map after a few drinks—were they all revealed through this mechanism?
This guy couldn't keep his mouth shut after drinking, so he couldn't be assigned any confidential work.
As for what counted as confidential work, the leaders' drivers probably knew best.
When Li Ye and the others went downstairs, the drivers below had also finished eating and drove their cars over to pick them up.
At a time like this, whoever could get their car to the front first was definitely quick-witted, decisive, and highly capable of acting, because XX had to be allowed to leave first.
Even though Li Ye's driver had "studied abroad" in a savage place like Soviet Russia, he had only managed to seize third place.
Once they got into the car, Jiang Shiqi returned the wad of cash to Li Ye. "Uncle, they treated us to coral trout today. We didn't spend a single cent."
"Coral trout?"
Li Ye was quite surprised. He truly had