Regarding what crazy things I did after drinking, I feel that I have done many incredible things, but there is one thing that I really forget and regret. I'm still a little scared when I think about it now. It was an autumn, and a department of our company organized a dinner party for everyone. At that time, a dozen people bought several bottles of white wine and a lot of beer. At first, everyone wanted some white wine. In order to set off the atmosphere, both male and female colleagues drank some white wine, and then everyone was free. At that time, I felt that I was a good drinker, and even talked and laughed with several colleagues around me. As far as I can remember, I just drank two glasses of white wine (two glasses). It must be two cups, because I don't know anything behind. My friend and my wife told me the rest. That night, after drinking two glasses of wine, I began to be crazy on the wine table, disrespectful and rude to my female colleagues. Then the game broke up and I insisted on driving home by myself (at that time, traffic control was not so strict on drunk driving, so I was bold. But now that I think about it, my friend picked me up and followed me home. Luckily, I got home safely. After entering the community and parking the car, my wife came downstairs to pick me up, and then she saw me talking loudly with my friends, but she didn't let them go. Everyone else has left, and I'm still chasing the car like crazy, and no one can stop me.