Chapter 392: Drinking Baijiu for the First Time
At twelve o'clock, the lunch was ready, and Deputy Head Gu was released from prison, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He was about to go to the kitchen to serve food, and his subordinates were actively stuffed one by one, rushing to get bowls and chopsticks before him, what kind of joke, how could they let the boss work and they sit?
Soon, the square table was covered with dishes and empty bowls and chopsticks, beef, mutton and pork, salted chicken and salted fish, everything was quite hearty.
The square table was so crowded that they couldn't sit down, and the two small squad leaders sat very consciously on the small horse on the side.
Song Ran said to them very politely: "Why don't you sit down, I'll wait for you to finish eating." ”
After speaking, he glanced at Gu Jingxing, and his eyes were saying, How about it? Deputy Head Gu, send the Buddha to the west, I am enough to give you face, right?
Gu Jingxing touched his nose weakly, not daring to speak.
The two small squad leaders hurriedly jumped up and saluted her: "No need, no need, sister-in-law, you sit, you sit." ”
What are you kidding to let the subjects of the deputy regiment stand and watch them eat? Then they don't want to mix in the Second Artillery Corps.
Song Ran was straight and waved his hand: "You guys are casual, don't be nervous." ”
One of the small squad leaders spoke with a northwest accent: "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, sister-in-law, you eat and drink well." ”
Camp Commander Jiang was pouring wine for everyone, so Song Ran leaned into Gu Jingxing's ear and whispered, "Your little squad leader is more painful than you." ”
Gu Jingxing's heart trembled, he regretted his actions today, and then glanced at the squad leader Fang Guohua again, Look at you who is clever and skillful in pleasing your sister-in-law.
Fang Guohua touched the back of his head weakly, the eyes of the deputy group were not very friendly, did he say something wrong?
Battalion Commander Jiang's wine poured into Gu Jingxing's cup and asked, "Deputy regiment, do you want a drink?"
Gu Jingxing's inquiring eyes looked at Song Ran, and everyone present was guilty in their hearts, good guy, the emotional deputy group can't do it at all.
Song Ran looked at Camp Commander Jiang with a smile: "Jing Xing was promoted to deputy regiment, of course I want to have a drink to celebrate." ”
Camp Commander Jiang took a small cup and poured wine for her, and Gu Jingxing also told on the side: "A little less, a little less, okay, enough is enough." ”
Then he poured half a glass of wine and handed it to Song Ran: "Just tell me what you mean." ”
Song Ran had never drunk liquor, and today he was really happy that Gu Jingxing was promoted to the deputy group, and second, he really wanted to give him some face.
After all, among these people, he is the biggest, and she is not the kind of fierce woman who doesn't know how to lift, so when she should give face to a man, of course she has to give it.
"Uh-huh. Whatever he said, she responded.
Seeing Shi Lei sighed, good guy, did Gu Jingxing really train Miss Jiao Song Ran to be obedient?
The soldiers under Gu Jingxing are envious, the sister-in-law is not only beautiful, but also virtuous, but also well-behaved and obedient, the deputy regiment is really a blessing from the previous life.
Battalion Commander Jiang raised his glass and said, "Come, everyone raise a glass to congratulate our Deputy Regiment Commander Gu on his promotion to deputy regiment!"
Everyone raised their glasses, and the small squad leaders also stood up, staring at Gu Jingxing with admiration on their faces, the twenty-five-year-old deputy regiment, how young and promising, following such a capable and righteous boss, they are the blessings they have cultivated in their previous lives.
Everyone drank it all, and Song Ran, who drank liquor for the first time, couldn't help choking after taking a sip, and couldn't stop coughing.
Deputy Head Gu didn't care about paying attention to his image at all, and hurriedly reached out to pat her on the back: "Are you okay, Xiao Ran?"