"That's right! Mr. Ye, all the mistakes are Lin Qingsheng's fault. If you want to find someone to settle the score, just go to him! He is behind everything!"
He Wenbo was so frightened that he quickly threw the blame on Lin Qingsheng's head.
At this time, Ye Fan smiled disdainfully, and then said lightly: "Don't worry! I have always had a clear distinction between grudges and grudges. If Lin Qingsheng dares to provoke me, I will definitely settle the score with him! But before that, I have to deal with you first.
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"Shua——"
As a result, Ye Fan's words made He Wenbo turn pale on the spot.
I saw his whole body trembling with fear, his eyes full of fear, "Mr. Ye! Spare me, Mr. Ye! I really know my mistake, please, please let me go!"
I saw Ye Fan flicking the ash from his cigarette and said calmly: "Master He, you have always been pampered and don't know what the hard work of your fathers is! Your father offended me at that time, and I punished myself with three glasses of wine! Now it's your turn!
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"Three drinks as a punishment? Oh! It turned out to be drinking! I thought it was something! I was scared to death just now..."
He Wenbo was stunned, but when he realized that he was just drinking, he breathed a long sigh of relief and relaxed a lot.
"Snapped--"
As a result, the next second, He Yongfeng was so angry that he slapped him hard and cursed: "You bastard! Do you think it is easy to drink three glasses of wine? I drank these three glasses of wine in the first place.
After a glass of wine, he was sent to the hospital for gastric lavage!"
He Wenbo looked disapproving and said, "Dad, that's because you can't drink enough! Not to mention three drinks, even thirty drinks, I won't even frown!"
"Beast! You deserve to be punished by Mr. Ye! Do you know what kind of wine you are going to drink?" He Yongfeng cursed angrily.
But He Wenbo's disdainful expression was just like He Yongfeng's disdain at the beginning.
"As long as it's wine, I'm not afraid of it! I'm nicknamed the 'Little Bacchus', and I won't get drunk after a thousand cups!" He Wenbo responded with a proud look.
"What if it is the most alcoholic and potent wine in the world? It has been distilled more than 70 times, and the alcohol content is as high as 96%. When I drank it, I felt as if my throat had been swallowed by fire!"
He Yongfeng scolded coldly with a gloomy expression.
"What? The most alcoholic and potent wine in the world? The alcohol content is as high as 96%?"
At this moment, He Wenbo was so frightened that he completely lost his temper.
Alcohol content as high as 96%?
Where is this drinking? This is simply drinking poison!
Perhaps realizing that he had gone too far, He Wenbo was so frightened that he begged Ye Fan.
"Mr. Ye! I was wrong! I shouldn't have pretended just now! Please, let me drink from other bars! As long as it's not this kind of strong drink, I can drink any wine!"
Ye Fan smiled playfully and asked lightly: "Any kind of wine will work?"
"Yes! Any kind of wine will do!" He Wenbo nodded and said.
Ye Fan sneered and said, "Okay! Let's drink at Maotai Bar!"
"It's just Moutai! I drink it often! Not to mention three glasses, I can still drink even three bottles!" He Wenbo patted his chest, looking confident.
"Yeah?"
Ye Fan's playful sneer became even stronger.
Then, he ordered people to buy wine.
Not long after, someone came up with three bottles of Maotai liquor. In addition, there were three bottles of Lao Ganma.
After seeing Lao Ganma, He Wenbo was a little dumbfounded.
So, he asked curiously: "Mr. Ye! Didn't you punish me to drink Moutai? Why did you ask someone to buy three glasses of Lao Gan Ma?"
Ye Fan grinned and said calmly: "Moutai matches Lao Ganma! I drink so much that my mother is scared!"