Zhao Xuemo stopped Lin Zifeng with a frog arm.

He smiled charmingly at the other three middle-aged fat men and said without saying a word: "Mr. He, you are so kind, how can you let others do this cup? Then, no matter how much I said, I, Zhao Xuemo, have to accompany you to have a few cups with you."

After Zhao Xuemo took the wine from Lin Zifeng's hand, she directly suppressed her head and drank it directly.

The white wine, the size of a normal small water cup, was directly poured into Zhao Xuemo.

A hot and stimulating smell made Zhao Xuemo's slender bent eyebrows frown twice, and even Lin Zifeng had to be impressed by Zhao Xuemo, a powerful woman.

This is a whole glass of white wine! At least it must be over 50 degrees, right? If you just make a fuss in one gulp, would you really be like tea?

"Miss Xuemo is really good at drinking! No wonder she used to hear people saying that Xuemo has a reputation of not getting drunk for a thousand cups. It seems that we didn't really underestimate us today!"

One of the fat men quickly clapped and praised Zhao Xuemo's alcohol. The other two were encouraged to praise her.

"Mr. He has also drunk the wine. Do we have to negotiate the contract?"

Although the three of them tried their best to drink, Zhao Xuemo did not dare to forget what was important today. She knew very well that she was definitely not here to drink.

This contract has been delayed for several months, and not only can the company's funds be started for a while, but it also affects the company's operation.

"Hey! Why does Sister Xuemo have to negotiate a contract every time she comes out? This makes the brother feel uncomfortable. Can't we come out to have a meal, drink, drink, etc. without a contract?"

The bastard named He patted Zhao Xuemo's jade hand and moved twice with an unintentional gaze.

However, Zhao Xuemo took his hand back without leaving any trace.

"Mr. He, we are not in a hurry to eat and drink." To be honest, Zhao Xuemo was reluctant to chat with this fat man.

Looking at his big belly, Zhao Xuemo felt a little disgusted.

"Come on! Sister Xuemo, let's put the contract matter first today. I wish Sister Xuemo in advance the future to succeed in her career!" As he said that, the man named He poured two more cups and started drinking and drinking.

"Mr. He, isn't this good?" Zhao Xuemo was a little uncomfortable with drinking hard wine.

"My sister Xuemo, are you so unkind? Brother, can you be so kind? Why don't you be willing to give me some advice? I'll get angry if I do this?"

"Uh, it seems that the director of the Public Relations Department is not that easy to be a good person. I don't know how much I can just accompany you to drink and eat. It's okay to meet good things, but it's really uneasy to meet such perverts." Lin Zifeng also picked up a glass of red wine and sighed in his heart.

Although Zhao Xuemo was extremely reluctant to be forced, she still had to do enough on the surface.

"Haha, that's right. I just said that Xuemo's alcohol content is not drunk for a thousand cups. It seems that this is indeed not flattering." Fatty He laughed.

He used his eyes to the other two.

"Come on! Sister Xuemo is so drunk. So today, I'll give a glass of Sister Xuemo!"

As soon as the bastard named He came down, another Zhutou San with the surname Ma came.

Not only Zhao Xuemo could not sit still, but even Lin Zifeng felt that these three people were deliberately trying to cause trouble.

"Mr. Ma, this is not very good. I just finished respecting Mr. He. You are too fast, so I have to relieve myself, right?" Zhao Xuemo was obviously already three points drunk now.

With the initial heavy drink, no matter how good the alcohol content is, it cannot withstand such a thing.

"Xuemo, this is your fault. I respect Mr. He, do you look down on my surname Ma? Is it difficult for me to be so impressed?"

The face of Ma's surname was serious and he deliberately pretended to be very angry.

"No, Mr. Ma, I really don't mean that." Zhao Xuemo also knew what these guys were thinking, but now due to the contract, she didn't have much to say.

"Then stop talking about anything. Brother, I will do this glass of wine first." After that, Mr. Ma picked up the glass of wine and drank it in sip.

Under the helplessness, Zhao Xuemo had no choice but to take it off with a tough head.

However, Lin Zifeng on the side was a little disliked.

He quickly smiled and took the wine from Zhao Xuemo's hand without saying a word, and smiled at the three of them: "Today I met several elder brothers for the first time. Here I wish them a prosperous business and a prosperous fortune in the future." After that, this guy waved his hand.

He drank a large glass of white wine directly.

He was stunned when he looked at the three of them.

Especially the one named Ma, I felt so uncomfortable.

Why did Lin Zifeng’s last sentence just now sound so evil?

Is it a lot of wealth or a lot of wealth?

One entry and the other ends, the difference in meaning is not as simple as a little bit.

"Come on, Mr. Ma, it's your turn!" Lin Zifeng smiled and pointed at the person named Ma.

The man surnamed Ma only felt his face twitching.

He took Lin Zifeng's glass of wine reluctantly, but said in his heart: Bastard! Where did this guy come out? I don't know you, you still toast me? The key is that if you toast, just toast, you poured a big glass like a face! I won't drink it yet!

"What's wrong? Mr. Ma, don't you think white wine is not to your taste, right?" Lin Zifeng asked with a smile with a harmless expression on his face.

"Uh, hehe." If he hadn't wanted to hook Zhao Xuemo up to bed, his Ma wouldn't want to drink so much. Now seeing Lin Zifeng give him a way, the fat man quickly nodded with a very grateful look. He thought Lin Zifeng would let him go.

"Oh, Ma always feels that white wine is not suitable for his taste, so let's change the bar. Beer should be fine, right?"

“…”

Mr. Ma instantly felt like he was so irritated.

"Bang!"

Lin Zifeng picked up a large bucket of beer that had been prepared from under the table and put it on the table, which made the whole table almost shake.

Looking at the barrel of large barrel that could hold three or four bottles of beer, the man named Ma was almost scared to pee.

"Mr. Ma, the liquor is not to your taste, so the beer should be fine, right?" Lin Zifeng said with a smile.

"...you..." The man surnamed Ma was speechless.

He stared at the bucket of wine on the table with his big eyes, and instantly he felt his throat become a little dry.

"Please, Mr. Ma." Lin Zifeng said with a smile.

"Does Mr. Ma have such a high alcohol tolerance? Will he not be able to drink it?" At this time, Zhao Xuemo had an idea and hurriedly stepped forward to persuade her.

"Who said Mr. Ma was not good at drinking? This little wine was simply a slight connotation to Mr. Ma. I heard people say that Mr. Ma also had an unwritten nickname. Whoever didn't give him a whole bucket of wine would look down on him!"

I look down on your brother-in-law!

Fatty Ma almost died.

I look down on your brother-in-law!

Fatty Ma roared hysterically. He held the whole bucket of beer but didn't have the courage to drink it.

"Mr. Ma, can you do it?" Zhao Xuemo turned her head, showed a perfect face, and smiled at Fatty Ma with a playful smile.

"Okay! Who said I can't do it?"

What men fear the most is nothing more than being a woman with a stunning appearance and figure in front of you, asking you if it is OK. Even if it is not possible, you have to say OK.

Looking at the large barrel in front of him that could hold four bottles of beer, Fatty Ma swallowed.

The other two didn't say anything, and everyone looked at him like that.

In the end, there was no way, Fatty Ma simply closed his eyes, picked up the big vat and started drinking it all in one go.

Looking at Fatty Ma's face changed due to drinking, the other two looked at each other and felt that Fatty Ma's today was tragic.

Until Fatty Ma finished drinking a barrel of beer, his stomach felt like it was overwhelming.

Fatty Ma made a deep drink.

After a bucket, I stopped the dishes directly... I poured them straight onto the sofa.

Touching his belly that was about to be broken, it was like a mother who was about to give birth.

Fatty Ma complained so much that he felt so much pain.

Fatty He was also very excited when he lost a competitor.

If one less, wouldn’t they have more hope to play Zhao Xuemo later?

"Mr. He, it's time for you now." Lin Zifeng poured a large glass of wine and swept his target to Fatty He again.

"Uh, you'd better respect Mr. Zhou first."

"No, no, no! It's actually so kind to you, brother. This glass of wine should be toasted with you by Mr. He first." Fatty Zhou, opposite, was not a fuel-efficient lamp, and quickly waved his hand, indicating that he was under great pressure.

"How can this work? Mr. Zhou's status in Zhonghai City is far beyond me. I'm afraid that a fraction of the profit in a year can kill me. I don't have the qualifications to drink this wine, so please ask Mr. Zhou to invite me."

"Mr. He, your words are really too depressing to me, Mr. Zhou. What does it mean to crush you to death? This is obviously slapping me in the face. Today you are the boss, so don't refuse this wine."

...

The two of them refused each other by one, one by one.

It seems that Fatty Ma’s previous lessons made them feel very insightful...

"I'll go out first and come back soon." Lin Zifeng said softly to Zhao Xuemo.

"Yeah, go." Zhao Xuemo nodded and agreed.

It seems that if you don’t get some sweetness tonight, these two fat guys will definitely not let Zhao Xuemo go so easily.

Considering Zhao Xuemo's work problems, Lin Zifeng decided to help her once. It was also considered that she had returned the embarrassment she felt last time.
To be continued...