Zhou Bingkun was left to have dinner.
Dining room.
The dinner was arranged by Zhao Jianjun. It was very sumptuous, even more sumptuous than the dinner arranged by Ma Shouchang before.
The chefs here cook delicious food, and Zhou Bingkun has eaten there many times.
"Dr. Zhou, let me toast you." Zhao Shumin picked up the wine glass and said with a smile.
"I don't dare, Mr. Zhao, I respect you. I'll do it first, you can do whatever you want." Zhou Bingkun said with a smile. The wine is Fenjiu, which Zhao Jianjun brought specially. Zhao Jianjun knew that Zhou Bingkun did not like red wine, but liked white wine, especially Fenjiu.
"Haha, Doctor Zhou, I want to toast you too." Qi Xinghua said with a smile.
"Mr. Qi, it's my turn to respect you. I've done it, you can do whatever you want." Zhou Bingkun drank another drink.
"Dr. Zhou, I also want to toast you." Zhao Jianjun smiled.
"Okay, Comrade Zhao, I've done it." Zhou Bingkun toasted again.
"Doctor Zhou, I also want to toast you." Qi Peng said with a smile.
"Okay, Comrade Qi." Zhou Bingkun drank it all in one gulp. He drank four cups in a row, each cup was more than one tael, and he had drunk nearly six taels.
"Doctor Zhou is a good drinker, haha." Zhao Shumin said with a smile.
"It's okay." Zhou Bingkun smiled casually.
"It's okay, but I didn't drink enough. Jianjun, if you continue to drink with Xiao Zhou, you must do it well." Zhao Shumin said with a smile.
"Okay, Dad, I promise to complete the mission." Zhao Jianjun gave a military salute. He looked at Zhou Bingkun and said with a smile: "Doctor Zhou, let's have a blow to each other?" He thought he could scare Zhou Bingkun.
"Okay." But Zhou Bingkun responded casually, picked up the wine bottle and took a gulp of it.
Zhao Jianjun also drank a bottle neatly. He's not a bad drinker either.
"I have a good capacity for drinking. Come on, take a few bites of the food first, and I'll help you open the wine." Qi Peng said with a smile. He simply stopped drinking. He knew that he was not a good drinker and would definitely not be able to drink Zhao Jianjun. He wanted to see Zhou Bingkun's drinking capacity. When we had dinner together before, no one dared to drink.
Zhou Bingkun picked up a large chicken drumstick at random, opened his big mouth, and chewed away only the bones in one or two bites. He could actually crush bones, but he didn't do that. He wanted to keep a low profile. He didn't dare to shine anymore.
Zhao Jianjun also grabbed a pig's trotter and started chewing it.
"Come, Comrade Zhao, let's drink another bottle." After eating a few bites of food, Zhou Bingkun picked up the bottle and said. After he finished speaking, he drank another bottle without waiting for Zhao Jianjun to respond.
Not to be outdone, Zhao Jianjun also picked up the bottle and started doing it.
Qi Peng opened another bottle of wine on the side.
Two old men, Zhao Shumin and Qi Xinghua, were eating their dishes and smiling as they watched Zhou Bingkun and Zhao Jianjun fight for wine. They also like to drink, but as they get older and are sick, they don't dare to drink. They can only have a few drinks to satisfy their cravings.
Zhou Bingkun ate meat and drank wine. He relaxed a little this time.
After a while, he drank another bottle.
Zhao Jianjun also drank a bottle. He's a bit over the top. His face was red, his neck was thick, and his head was sweating.
He casually took off his sweater, patted Zhou Bingkun on the shoulder, and said drunkenly: "Brother Zhou, thank you for saving my dad and giving me a son. You are my family's great benefactor. Whatever happens to you in the future, I will take care of it." , I will do what can be done, and I will do what cannot be done.”
He was a little drunk, but even though he was drunk, he was still grateful to Zhou Bingkun. He is a man who knows how to repay kindness.
"Brother Zhao, you're welcome. Come on, let's have a toast." Zhou Bingkun said with a smile. He was not drunk at all. He knew that Zhao Jianjun was a temperamental person. He also changed his title. He still hadn't had enough and wanted to keep drinking.
"Doctor Zhou, if you don't mind, I might as well call you Brother Zhou." Qi Peng picked up his wine glass and smiled.
"Brother Qi's compliment, I have to take over." Zhou Bingkun also raised his glass and smiled. When he drank, he changed some of his personality and became less honest and arrogant.
"Haha, okay, Brother Zhou, I also want to thank you for curing my dad. You are also a great benefactor to my Qi family. From now on, your affairs are my affairs, and I will definitely handle them well." Qi Peng laughed loudly.
"Do it!" Zhou Bingkun drank another drink.
After a while, Zhao Jianjun slid under the chair.
He was getting drunk.
He only had three bottles. He drank more than three bottles, which was a bit excessive, and he drank in a hurry.
...
After eating and drinking.
Qi Peng drove Zhou Bingkun home. He was very smart. When he saw that Zhou Bingkun's drinking capacity was low, he stopped drinking. He greeted Zhou Bingkun to eat food and drink.
Zhou Bingkun was not embarrassed to drink more, so he stopped after five or six bottles.
"Bingkun, how much alcohol can you hold?" Qi Peng asked. He changed his title and said that his relationship with Zhou Bingkun was different, not just a doctor-patient relationship.
"About ten pounds." Zhou Bingkun said casually. He didn't know how much alcohol he drank, but it must have been more than ten pounds.
"Ten pounds? Bingkun, you have such a big capacity for drinking." Qi Peng said in surprise.
"It's not bad." Zhou Bingkun said modestly.
"Bingkun, a master came to my place recently. When will you be free?" Qi Peng asked. Over a month later, he and Zhou Bingkun fought several times. He lost without exception, and every time it was just like the first time, Zhou Bingkun easily beat him to the ground.
He also approached several police experts, but they were all easily knocked down by Zhou Bingkun.
He wanted to regain his position and had been looking for a master to defeat Zhou Bingkun.
"I have time tomorrow afternoon." Zhou Bingkun said casually.
"Bingkun, who did you learn martial arts from?" Qi Peng asked again.
"I told you, I practiced blindly on my own. I didn't lie to you. When you saw me fighting, what tricks did I use?" Zhou Bingkun said.
"That's right. You basically don't have any tricks in your fights. You're all straight forward. It's just that you're so fast that we can't react." Qi Peng said.
"So, all martial arts in the world are invincible, except speed." Zhou Bingkun said a sentence from that movie.
"Is it because you are so fast because of the Taoist breathing and breathing technique that you taught yourself?" Qi Peng asked. Zhou Bingkun had already taught him a set of Taoist breathing techniques.
"Of course. But it takes decades of consistent practice. There is no shortcut." Zhou Bingkun said casually. He only taught Qi Peng the breathing and exhalation skills, but nothing else. Qi Peng will never be able to train like Zhou Bingkun in his whole life.
"Your physique is so amazing." Qi Peng said with some envy.
"It's okay." Zhou Bingkun said modestly.
"By the way, Bingkun, please give me a photo of your lover, and I will arrange for her to become a teacher in an elementary school." Qi Peng said. He has been thinking about Zheng Juan going to college. He plans to arrange for Zheng Juan to go to school first and then get a place in that school to go to college. He really regarded Zhou Bingkun's matter as his own and has been doing his best to handle it.
"Okay, I'll give it to you tomorrow afternoon." Zhou Bingkun was not polite. After more than a month, he and Qi Peng have become very familiar with each other, and they can help each other a little without being polite.
"Bingkun, you said my lower body is unstable, so how can I practice to be as stable as you?" Qi Peng talked about kung fu again.
"Tie a sandbag on your leg and practice more strength. Your strength is a bit weak." Zhou Bingkun said casually.
"Is it possible to practice strength like this?" Qi Peng asked.
"It will definitely work. Your biggest problem is that you are too weak." Zhou Bingkun said.
"Am I too weak?" Qi Peng was a little surprised. His body is considered powerful in their unit. The strength and speed are stronger than others. Why did Zhou Bingkun say he was too weak?
"Yes, it's just weak." Zhou Bingkun said casually. He is inhumane, and in his eyes, everyone is a weakling. Qi Peng is no exception.
...
In front of Zhou Bingkun’s house.
Say goodbye to Qi Peng.
Zhou Bingkun's black handbag contained a lot of delicious food, all of which he had eaten just now.
"Bingkun is back, have you been drinking again?" Zheng Juan took Zhou Bingkun's coat and scarf. She smelled the smell of alcohol on Zhou Bingkun.
"Juan'er, don't worry, I know well that I won't drink much." Zhou Bingkun said with a smile. He started to get food out.
"Bingkun, are you buying food again?" Li Suhua felt a little worried about money.
"Mom, you can just eat with peace of mind. The purpose of making money is to eat and drink." Zhou Bingkun said with a smile.
"Aren't these things cheap?" Zheng Juan asked. She also feels a little worried about money.
"It's not bad, I know people, no tickets are required, and the price is paid." Zhou Bingkun said casually.
"Dad, I want to eat red sausage." Zhou Jiaping walked to Zhou Bingkun and shouted.
"Okay, daddy will cut the sausage for you." Zhou Bingkun said with a smile.
"Let me cut it for Jiaping. He is young and can't eat too much." Zheng Juan said hurriedly.
"By the way, Juan'er, I'll find a photo of you so that you can have an idea of your work." Zhou Bingkun said casually.
"Work? What kind of work? I'm still pregnant with the child, so I can't go to work, right?" Zheng Juan asked with her eyes widened.
"Just go and register your name. Next year, I should be able to get you a place in college." Zhou Bingkun said with a smile.
"Really? That's great!"
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