Looking at the alcohol on Ji Songtao's pants, Pan Changqing was suddenly dumbfounded. Even if Ji Songtao was just the minister of a non-essential department like the Operation Management Department, he was not someone that a low-level employee like Pan could afford to offend!

Pan Changqing froze for a moment, hurriedly picked up a few napkins, and said in a panic, "Minister Ji, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. Please don't take offense, I'll wipe it for you."

"It's okay, it's okay, haha, with this hot weather, a bit of cold beer on the pants is actually refreshing."

To Pan Changqing's surprise, Ji Songtao didn't seem angry at all, casually waved it off, and didn't even glance at the alcohol on his pants.

Although quite unexpected, Pan Changqing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, while also developing some disdain for Ji Songtao in his heart.

A minister of a department, without any airs at all, getting splashed with alcohol and still able to laugh it off, such a person, can actually be a leader?

Although Pan Changqing didn't show it clearly, Chu Ge could tell what he was thinking just by looking at his face, and couldn't help feeling both speechless and amused.

Ji Songtao not reacting now doesn't mean he has no temper, it's just because this is Chu Ge's celebration banquet, and Ji Songtao doesn't want to spoil the mood. Try a different occasion? He certainly wouldn't tolerate Pan Changqing's bad habit then.

What kind of mind and intelligence does Pan Changqing have? With his attitude, he's probably never going to achieve anything significant in his lifetime.

In fact, Chu Ge also felt a bit sorry for Ji Songtao. When he saw Pan Changqing's intention and dodged the glass of wine, he thought the drink would just spill on the floor. Who knew, just at that moment, Ji Songtao happened to lean over.

Having such an accident during a meal, even if Ji Songtao didn't say anything and still kept a smiling face, the people from the Operation Management Department were a bit irritated inside.

Not intentional? To hell with it! Do you really think we're fools?

Lu Gang was the first to react. Having just been outpaced by Feifei, he didn't want to miss the first chance to make an impression in front of Chu Ge again.

With a "thud," he put down his chopsticks, raised his glass, and said to Pan Changqing, "Come on, buddy, this is our first time sitting at the same table for a meal, let's have a drink."

Pan Changqing was just about to return to his seat but was blocked by Lu Gang. Left with no choice, he refilled his glass, cautiously clinked glasses with Lu Gang, as if fearing Lu Gang might splash him with wine too.

Unbeknownst to him, even Lu Gang disdained using such tricks. He straightforwardly downed a glass of beer without any other antics.

However... this didn't mean the counterattack from the Operation Management Department was that simple. After finishing his beer, Lu Gang gave Feifei and the others a look, and Feifei, understanding the signal, curled a smile on her round face, showing an expression hungry for a feast.

"Hey handsome from the Marketing Department, would you have a drink with me too?"

Just as Pan Changqing's glass hit the bottom, Feifei came over with a charming smile.

"Uh... beauty, can you let me take a break?"

"Oh, saying that is no fun, right? You're giving him face, not giving me face?" Feifei said, picking up a bottle and filling Pan Changqing's glass to the brim until the beer overflowed before putting the bottle back on the table.

Having been spoken to like this by a girl, Pan Changqing gritted his teeth and could only lift his glass, downing the second glass of ice-cold beer in one gulp.

After Feifei drank, she glanced at her best friend Mo Xiaoran, giving her an encouraging look. Once Pan Changqing finished the second glass, before he could say anything, she filled his glass again to the brim.

Normally, Mo Xiaoran wouldn't get involved in such things, but because Pan Changqing was causing trouble for Chu Ge and splashed Ji Songtao with wine, even she felt Pan Changqing went too far. So, with a bit of nervousness and excitement, she lifted the glass next to her.

Even though she decided to contribute to the Operation Management Department, Mo Xiaoran didn't know what to say to Pan Changqing, so she simply clinked her glass with his and downed her beer in one go.

Mo Xiaoran's capacity for alcohol was quite low, usually no more than a bottle, and she rarely toasted with anyone like this. As the beer went down, her cheeks flushed slightly red.

"Xiaoran, that was awesome!"

Under Feifei's praise, Mo Xiaoran blushingly returned to her seat.

"Hey handsome, our Xiaoran never drinks like this with anyone. She's giving you great face; if you're a man, you know what to do."

Feifei patted Pan Changqing on the shoulder, taunting him, and then she swayed away while winking at the other girls in the office.

After hesitating multiple times, Pan Changqing finally gulped down the third glass of ice-cold beer, shivering afterwards with a stomach that felt uncomfortably upset.

Yet, just as he finished the glass, before he could utter a word, other girls from the Operation Management Department came over like a relay.

Pan Changqing really didn't want to drink anymore, even though he could handle some alcohol, he'd already eaten quite a bit. But drinking so much ice-cold beer in a row was really unbearable for him. Unfortunately, the girls clearly weren't planning to let him off, and a few words left him speechless, so he had no choice but to down four more glasses.

After downing seven glasses, just as he was catching his breath, the Operation Management Department launched a second round of attacks on him.

Pan Changqing had no idea how many glasses he had drunk. By the time he swallowed the last glass, he practically didn't know how he got it down. His stomach was churning madly; he forced down the last mouthful and immediately covered his mouth and rushed to the bathroom to vomit violently.

Watching Pan Changqing's back, the girls from the Operation Management Department couldn't help but smile knowingly, while other staff from different departments felt a chill run down their spines. Originally, they planned to go over and toast Chu Ge, but now they didn't dare to.

Drinking with others could be tempting fate, but drinking with Chu Ge was like courting death. His entourage was just too fierce!

Of course, they were also quite envious of Chu Ge; his social connections were extraordinarily good.

After vomiting in the restroom for a while, until he couldn't throw up anymore, Pan Changqing finally washed his face and shakily returned to the table, sitting down with a dazed look in his eyes.

No one knew how long it took for Pan Changqing's stomach to finally feel a bit better, but the alcohol had fully kicked in. The more he thought about being forced to drink earlier, the more upset he felt. He just couldn't swallow this anger.

Fueled by the alcohol, Pan Changqing looked at the blurry image of Chu Ge in front of him and slurredly said, "Chu, Vice Minister Chu, I, I say, today's the day you got promoted and made a fortune, shouldn't this meal, shouldn't you be footing the bill?"

Seeing Pan Changqing like this, still provoking him, Chu Ge was really speechless. Just how forgetful was this guy, and how much did he resent him?

Watching the drunken Pan Changqing, Ji Songtao finally frowned a bit. It's not like he was a person without a temper originally, and even if he had a good temper, he couldn't stay silent at this moment.

"Little Pan, you've had too much to drink, maybe it's time for you to head back first. Don't worry about the bill."

"No, no, I, I have money, see my clothes here, Ah, Ah, Adidas, and see my shoes, my shoes, Nike, right? Vice Minister Chu, what kind of cheap stuff are you wearing? Do they even add up to three hundred? Do you know how much this meal costs?"

Pan Changqing wobbly stood up, sneering, pointing at Chu Ge's nose, and finally released his dissatisfaction and disdain towards Chu Ge.

"Screw you, are you asking for a beating? Do you believe that I'll slap you? Showing off your wealth here, have you lost your mind?"

Lu Gang slammed the table with a bang, eyes wide open. This time it wasn't to show off in front of Chu Ge, but because he was genuinely pissed off at Pan Changqing.

However, just as he stood up, Chu Ge turned and glanced at him, smiling amicably, and said, "Lu Gang, sit down, he's right, my outfit doesn't even add up to two hundred."

"Vice Minister Chu, but..."

"Sit down, sit down."

Lu Gang wanted to say more, but Chu Ge waved him off again, so he had no choice but to sit back down angrily.

Ji Songtao was genuinely impressed with Chu Ge now; even he was getting a bit angry, but looking at how calm Chu Ge remained, it was clear he didn't even consider Pan Changqing a challenge, not worth his time. The disparity in their levels was simply too great.

However, a perfectly good meal had turned into such a disaster, it felt like a pot of soup ruined by a mouse dropping, thanks to Pan Changqing. Ji Songtao really couldn't muster the appetite to continue eating.

"I think we should just end this meal here? What do you think, Chu?"

This time, Ji Songtao didn't refer to Chu Ge as Vice Minister, partly because he didn't want to indirectly assert his position as the Minister, but also to use this form of address to try and bring them closer.

Chu Ge nodded, "Let's go."

While everyone was packing up their things rather sullenly, Pan Changqing was still causing a scene, "Vice Minister Chu, if you don't have enough money for the bill, remember to borrow from me, okay?"

No one paid any attention to Pan Changqing, they gathered their belongings and headed downstairs. However, just as Ji Songtao reached the counter, ready to pay, something unexpected happened again.

Upon learning of Ji Songtao and the others' private room number, the cashier stood up immediately, showing a rather respectful demeanor, said "Please wait a moment," and looked over at a man dressed in a suit, wearing a bow tie, with a lobby manager name badge.

"Manager, the guests from VIP Room Three on the fourth floor have come out."

Hearing the cashier's words, the lobby manager hurried over, his face filled with a respectful yet cautious smile, politely inquiring, "May I ask, which one of you is Chu Ge, Mr. Chu?"

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