NOVEL NEXT Chapter 918: 918
Just as Lu Yumei was getting excited, a thud came from outside the door.
Immediately, Huang Wenhui's startled voice rang out: "Hey, Governor Ma, are you alright?"
"No... no... just a little lightheaded..."
Lu Yumei glanced outside, since the dining room door was left open.
Sure enough, Ma Guangming couldn't handle the rush of alcohol and actually fell to the ground, with Huang Wenhui trying to help him up.
As it happened, Huang Wenhui had gulped down a pound on an empty stomach, intolerable indeed! He too was weak, failed to help the leader up, and ended up falling himself.
The pair of master and servant, bundled together, stumbled and rolled out the door, looking completely disheveled, haha...
Lu Yumei, being a woman, had a slightly softer heart and felt a bit worried.
"Hey, Zhizhong, you let them drink so much… nothing bad will happen, right?"
Liu Zhizhong replied indifferently: "Both of them are ethnic minorities, born able to drink a bit. With their corrupt bellies, could their tolerance be low? It's just they drank eagerly on an empty stomach, it's hitting them now. Moutai, when drunk excessively, can get you too. Don't worry about them, if anything happens, I'll take responsibility."
As he said this, he gave a powerful pat on his own well-developed chest, doing so with great force.
Under the shaken palm, the fabric over the heart revealed a firm and powerful outline, which made Lu Yumei's heart skip and inadvertently led her to imagine things.
Such a gorgeous set of pectorals, really makes one want to touch, lean on, even want...
Yet, in her excitement, Lu Yumei still said, "See how capable you claim to be, but really, if something happens, it wouldn't be good, right?"
"Nothing's wrong, I'm Zheng Xitong's godson after all, won't count if a Yunxi province official dies from drinking. Otherwise, Zheng Xitong's vice-presidency of the Southwest Conference would be for nothing."
"Hehe, let's hope so!"
"Besides, Ma Guangming, this old geezer managed to reach this point with an ethnic minority status, he's quite adept, not foolish. I bet he'll definitely go with Huang Wenhui to induce vomiting or something. In that case, there's even less to worry about."
"Hmm, makes sense. Shall we not bother with them?"
"Forget them, I've only got my sights on the food, wine, and beauty."
"Haha... you rascal..."
Then, Liu Zhizhong and Lu Yumei heartily dove into their lunch.
The lunch was quite high-class, the ingredients rather authentic, with many fish that were local specialties from Immortal Lake, absolutely delicious.
After all, this lunch isn't my tab. Ate a few bites, wiped my mouth, hit the room for a nap.
True enough, Ma Guangming and Huang Wenhui staggered their way outside the villa, promptly met by plainclothes officers asking about their situation.
The pair insisted they drive at once to the nearest hospital, to induce vomiting.
As a result, both of them already vomited inside the car, even their breakfast, it was quite a stench!
At the hospital, they got hooked up to IV drips, and only then did they feel more at ease.
Not to mention, the slaps on their faces and the head-bumping were so rough, truly they ended up with broken skin, swelling, blood seeping out, that needed attending to, alas...
Attempting to woo women failed, instead got played to the bone, Ma Guangming's downfall was extraordinary. Originally planned just a two-day leave, but now with that facial injury, more days of rest are needed, chiefly too ashamed to return to the province!
As for Liu Zhizhong and Lu Yumei, they reveled in their meal and drink, with even Lu Yumei consuming half a pound of Old Moutai.
Liu Zhizhong advised her, "Mrs. Lu, drink a little less, don't overdo it."
"I'm happy, so what? Come, help me back to sleep."