At your beck and call

Wang Xiaoliang moved closer to the executive chair, tapping its armrest lightly with his fingertips.

The golden arowana in the tank flicked its tail, sending a ripple across the water.

Bang.

The door was pushed open.

No one had knocked.

A red-faced man strode in. He was not tall, but his shoulders were almost as wide as the doorframe.

His dark face was flushed red, so red it shone.

The man pulled out a chair and plopped down.

At first, Wang Xiaoliang thought he was looking at Guan Yu reincarnated.

But Lord Guan's red face stood for boundless loyalty and righteousness. This man's red face-

A powerful reek of alcohol hit him, filling the entire office.

This fellow had been drinking that morning.

And it definitely was not leftover from the night before. This was fresh.

Wang Xiaoliang leaned back a little without letting anything show.

"Mr. Wang, Mr. Fan sent me over to ask what you need." The man's tongue was thick, but his words were still fairly clear. "I'll recruit a driver this afternoon. Until someone's in place, I'll drive for you myself. I'll be at your beck and call."

Wang Xiaoliang did not respond.

"And you are?"

"Chen Jiye. Administrative section chief."

All right.

Wang Xiaoliang had planned to meet with every employee over the next couple of days.

May as well start with this drunk.

"There's no need to hire a driver." Wang Xiaoliang leaned back in his chair. "I don't need one."

Chen Jiye let out a drunken burp and froze.

"Do you make a habit of drinking in the morning?"

Chen Jiye nodded, looking completely unconcerned.

"How much do you drink a day? Rice wine or baijiu?"

"Baijiu." Chen Jiye held up two fingers. "Half a jin."

*Half a jin of baijiu down his