Such a banquet is generally enough for big fish and meat. Sometimes some flavors are good, and people will snatch them away. This is completely in line with Lin Jixin's eating habits. Besides, if he lets go a little, there will be too much people on the table.

If he hadn't agreed to Mei Yueru, he would have left. Now he could only move his chopsticks occasionally and practice some symbols in his palm boredly that only he knows the meaning.

"This young classmate."

Lin Jixin raised his head and saw the uncle beside him smiling at him kindly.

"Are you Xiaomei's classmate?"

Lin Jixin nodded.

The uncle looked admiring: "I study so hard, and I write and draw in my hands when I eat."

He smiled and said, "Learning is important, and eating is also important. Eat first, otherwise it will be cold."

This uncle really likes to meddle in other people's business. Lin Jixin was defeated by his enthusiasm. Seeing that he had plans to help him carry vegetables, he quickly refused and took a piece of fish.

Just as he was about to eat, the sudden increase in the inner room caught his attention.

"Old Mei, aren't you looking for it on a horse? Why are you looking for me? The real owner is here! If you want to reimburse your wife's medical expenses, wouldn't it be better to find Section Chief Song?"

Listen to the sound, this is the Deputy Director Wang.

Lao Mei chuckled twice and said, "Secretary Song..."

"Lao Mei, I know the situation at home and I really want to help you, but this hole is not easy to open. Otherwise, everyone else is the same as you, how can I block their mouths?" Song Zhi's voice was sharp and high, and he spoke quickly and quickly. At first glance, it seemed like he was a quarrel.

"Director Wang..." Lao Mei could only ask Deputy Director Wang for help again.

"Old Mei, we are all too old. If young people want to talk to young people, don't you have a daughter? Come and persuade Section Chief Song, you will definitely have a common language."

It turns out that I'm waiting for him here.

A few of them were talking together, but Lao Mei couldn't refuse. After looking at Song Zhi, who was just not talking, he shouted: "Xiaomei, Xiaomei..."

Mei Yueru quickly walked out of the kitchen, and she brought it into the room with a plate of dishes in her hand.

"Good dishes for them!" Looking at the crabs steamed red on the plate, the uncle next to Lin Jixin whispered in a angrily manner.

Mei Yueru entered the room, and Deputy Director Wang's voice sounded again: "Xiaomei is here just in time. Toast Section Chief Song quickly. Whether your mother's expenses can be reimbursed depends on you!"

"Secretary Song, I'll give you a glass." Mei Yueru quickly picked up the wine glass.

"Drinks are not OK."

"That's right, there is no sincerity if you don't respect white wine."

"Even for your mother, I have to drink this glass of white wine."...

As everyone was cheering, Mei Yueru had to drink white wine, and then a violent cough, which seemed to be so spicy.

"Eat the food quickly," Deputy Director Wang's voice sounded again, "Come on, let Xiaomei sit in a seat. If you let me go, you will be the only one! Move down and add a seat, let Xiaomei sit with Section Chief Song."

After moving the bench, Mei Yueru sat down.

"Secretary Song, look..." As soon as Mei Yueru sat down, his father reiterated the old saying.

Song Jie didn't say anything, but Deputy Director Wang spoke: "Xiaomei has drunk all the wine, so Xiaomei must come forward."

This was related to the mother's medical expenses. Mei Yueru could only grit her teeth and whisper to Song Zhi: "Secretary Song..."

"Chief of the Section, too polite," Song Zhi's face, which had been very stiff, immediately softened, and he smiled, "I'm not a few years older than you. I played games together when I was a child, just call me Brother Song."

"Xiaomei's toast is effective. Section Chief Song is not someone who can call you brother."

Several people gathered together, and Mei Yueru could only blush and shouted: "Brother Song."

Song Zhi smiled: "Xiao Ru, logically speaking, just by calling me brother, I should help you with the matter, but your mother's situation really doesn't meet the conditions. I can't help this time."

Someone immediately started to cheer: "Xiaomei, it is obvious that you didn't toast it well, so I'll give you another cup of Section Chief Song."

Mei Yueru had already made her way out and immediately picked up the wine glass: "Brother Song, I will toast you again."

After drinking this glass of wine, Song Zhi sighed and his tone became softer: "It's not that I don't want to help you, but this is the case. Your mother doesn't meet the conditions. If you can come up with some solutions when you are sitting, even if you want me to be criticized, I will do it for you."

Think of something? The whole table was silent, and everyone frowned, as if they were thinking about what to do.

Lao Mei was also particularly nervous. He went through a lot of trouble and racked his brains to touch countless walls for his wife's medical expenses. Today, he finally saw hope, so how could he control it.

His mind was blank, his palms were sweating, he looked left and right, hoping that anyone could come up with some solution.

When his hands, covered in cold sweat, subconsciously rubbed their clothes on their clothes, and their pockets loosened, a small box fell on the wine table.
Chapter completed!