"Don't listen to them." His wife said from inside the house, "They'll get you killed. Without your life, what do you want alcohol for?"
"I promise, I won't cause him any harm. There's just something I'd like his help with." Qin Yin added.
Zhang Yong looked at the alcohol, licked his lips, and then said, "Come in."
He moved aside from the doorway.
Qin Yin and Secretary Jin walked in, while Zhang Yong's wife was so angry she was gnashing her teeth. However, she seemed to usually listen to Zhang Yong, and though furious, she didn't say much, just stomped into the bedroom and slammed the door shut.
"Sit." Zhang Yong sat down on his own sofa.
Qin Yin and Secretary Jin also sat down.
"I won't offer you tea, because my house doesn't have any, and I never drink tea, only alcohol." Zhang Yong's eyes glanced at the alcohol Qin Yin was holding a couple of times.
