Li Ye was not sure what the tax situation was like in the mainland at this point, so after work, he took the initiative to ask Peng Rui out.
"Senior Brother Peng, it's Li Ye. Have you been busy these past few days? There's a small question I can't figure out. Let's go out for a drink."
"Having a drink is fine, but your sister-in-law really hates it when I go out drinking now, so you'll have to come drink at my place."
Li Ye immediately mocked him. "Damn, during the Spring Festival this year, you were laughing at me for being a wife's slave! How come, in the blink of an eye, you've become henpecked too?"
Peng Rui refused to yield verbally. "You're right. You brat infected me with it. Can you make it over today? I won't have time tomorrow!"
Li Ye put on airs and said, "Of course I'm coming. Hurry up and have Sister-in-law make me eight dishes—four meat, four vegetable, plus a few fruit platters."
Peng Rui laughed and cursed, "Why don't you just eat pig feed? Four meat and four vegetable dishes, and bring your own liquor. Also, I moved. I'm not in the West City Tax Bureau dorms anymore."
Li Ye froze. "You moved? When did that happen? Why didn't you invite me over for housewarming drinks?"
Peng Rui said, "It was before the New Year. Everyone was busy at the time, and I wanted to save myself the trouble, so I didn't make a big fuss over it."
Li Ye pursed his lips. "You really did save me some trouble. Fine, fine, fine. Give me your new address. I'll be there in a while."
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After getting Peng Rui's new address, Li Ye hung up.
Then he began considering whether he still