Gold Medal Sweetheart

After saying that, Tang Xin put the phone in her pocket.

Well, that's what she meant. It's best not to use something that attracts attention. Sharp-eyed colleagues can easily spot it. Thinking of this, she secretly gave the man opposite who was chatting and laughing a dissatisfied look.

However, Mr. Jin was a little strange today. He actually had a very good chat with He Jingyang.

Jin Taize rested his elbows on the desk and pondered, "When it comes to frontier poetry, the first thing that comes to mind is Wang Changling's 'Out to the Frontier.' This poem contrasts history and reality, combining time and space, showcasing the unrestrained, fluent, and uplifting nature of Wang Changling's poetry."

At first, I thought Mr. Jin's mention of chatting was just a casual remark, but I didn't expect him to have a profound appreciation for ancient poetry. He Jingyang nodded in agreement, as if he had found a kindred spirit. "The long clouds of Qinghai darken the snow-capped mountains, while the lonely city gazes towards Yumen Pass in the distance. A hundred battles in the yellow sands wear away my golden armor, and I will not return until I have conquered Loulan. 'Joining the Army' feels refreshing and uplifting."

Perhaps it touched a deep part of his heart. Jin Taize took the wine dispenser and filled the glass in front of He Jingyang. "Along with Wang Changling, Gao Shi, Cen Shen, and Wang Zhihuan are also known as the four great frontier poets."

Seeing Jin Taize's actions, He Jingyang was flattered and wanted to stand up to take the wine dispenser from his hand, "Boss Jin, I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it."

Jin Taize pressed his wrist first and said, "It's okay. I'm in a good mood today. It seems that Mr. He needs to be influenced by the magnificent and uplifting frontier poetry to break away from such etiquette."

Hearing the boss's humorous teasing, He Jingyang scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly. He didn't expect that although Mr. Jin always looked cold and noble, he was actually a very good person and really had some knowledge. He was not just a good-looking but useless playboy.

Jin Taize raised his glass first and clinked it with He Jingyang, "I'll drink first as a show of respect." After saying that, the man tilted his head back and drank the wine in the glass.

Although He Jingyang was not a good drinker, since the big boss had already drunk it, he was just an employee and had no time to think about it. He picked up the glass with both hands and drank the wine.

Jin Taize continued the previous topic and added more wine to He Jingyang's glass.

After five dishes and three rounds of wine, Jin Taize and He Jingyang's topic has expanded from frontier poetry to the complete Tang poetry. He Jingyang's cheeks and neck are already red, and he is already a little drunk.

He became more and more excited as he spoke, and he couldn't stop talking at all. In the end, Jin Taize just nodded silently in agreement and calmly filled his glass with wine.

An Qi frowned and looked across at them. She leaned closer to Tang Xin and whispered, "Is Teacher He drunk? Look, he's usually so clean-shaven, but now his face is as red as a boiled crayfish."

After Anqi mentioned it, Tang Xin noticed that Teacher He's speech had indeed become unclear.

"Boss Jin is fine, but Teacher He almost crawled under the table," An Qi shook her head suspiciously and sympathetically. "He just said he'd take you home. Teacher He's alcohol tolerance is way too low. I'd guess he'd only be knocked out after one drink."

Probably seeing that He Jingyang was indeed talking incoherently, Jin Taize stopped pouring the wine and patted He Jingyang on the shoulder.

Before He Jingyang lost his last bit of consciousness, he slowly opened his eyelids and looked over. He only heard the man's low and unfocused voice, "It seems that Teacher He should be more careful about choosing a trip to the grassland where you drink a lot."

He Jingyang was several beats late before he uttered a long "hmm...", and finally he fell on the table in a daze and couldn't get up.

After everyone had a great time, they left the restaurant together. Of course, He Jingyang was helped out by another physical education teacher.

The weather forecast said there would be thunderstorms today, and just as the day was about to end, a drizzle began to fall from the sky.

Afraid that the rain would get heavier later, everyone at the door thanked Mr. Jin for his generous donation, said some polite words, and left. Jin Taize also arranged for the physical education teacher to send He Jingyang home.