Tang Yiyi ran a few steps, stopped, and turned around. "When did you guys come up?"
Lu Chengwen raised his wineglass, and he, Zhao Ritian, and Long Aotian clinked glasses.
After one sip, Lu Chengwen could not take it anymore. He spat it out with a puff, grabbed a napkin to wipe his mouth, and said, "Fuck, isn't this stuff for animals to drink!?"
Zhao Ritian had already drained his glass and wiped the corner of his mouth. "I thought it tasted great! This wine must be crazy expensive, right?"
Lu Chengwen said, "Tang Yiyi, let me borrow your phone."
"Oh."
Tang Yiyi was clearly not thinking straight. As if possessed, she handed him her phone.
Lu Chengwen took one look. It was tiny.
Like a little girl's phone, all flashy and colorful, with all sorts of tiny multicolored dolls embedded across the back of the case.
Lu Chengwen called Zhao Gang.
"Hello! Zhao Gang, I'm at the restaurant upstairs. Bring three sets of clothes. Pick out some wine and bring it up too. Their wine tastes like fucking horse piss."
Long Aotian instantly sprayed his drink.
Lu Chengwen said, "Where are Qi Meishao and Luo Shiyin? Mm-hm, good. Tell them I'm up here. Get the list of people from our group who went down into the mine for the inspection. Round up everyone who wasn't buried. Have Xue Ning and Xiao Hua handle it."
"Also notify the Security Bureau and the Mining Administration. Prepare to launch an accountability investigation into this mining accident. Say it may have been a man-made disaster. Have Qi Meishao deal with it."
"You and your people, get up here with the wine. Bring some cigars and aromatherapy too."
"Have Luo Shiyin change clothes and get the RV ready. I'll head back with her later."