Chu Heng and his party quickly came out of the office building, and immediately saw a dilapidated Dodge truck parked at the door downstairs. It looked like it was probably older than his father-in-law.
Wuhan Hua pointed at the cars and explained: "Our factory has limited conditions. We don't have small cars. This is the only big car. I can make do with it."
"It's okay, just don't use the 11th Road."
"Get in the car and get in."
Everyone didn't mind it either, and they all stepped forward and climbed into the carriage on their hands and knees.
Wuhan Hua didn't go to the cab, but followed his brothers to share the joys and sorrows, and climbed up together. Then the big truck spewed black smoke and drove towards the outside of the factory.
Zhongxing Building is not far from here. A group of people were laughing and yelling in the carriage for a while, and they arrived at the place not long after.
"Director, comrades, please come this way."
The middle-aged man who worked for Wuhan Huashou also came with him. After getting off the car, he quickly led them into the restaurant. Then he went to the hotel staff to say a few words, and the group went to make reservations in advance.
A good private room.
"Sit, sit, sit."
After entering, Wu Hanhua quickly arranged for everyone to take their seats, while the middle-aged man waited attentively on the side, offering cigarettes and pouring tea. Then Chu Heng and others chatted for a while, and the food and drinks were served one after another.
Wuhan Hua was indeed bleeding profusely at the moment, and none of the dishes he ordered were bad, including grilled shark's fin, braised soft-shelled turtle, hibiscus chicken slices, fried tripe kernels in soup, braised fish slices...
All of them are relatively famous dishes in Shandong cuisine.
“The whole thing is good!”
Sun Jing looked at the dishes on the table with satisfaction and nodded. Then he grabbed a bottle of Moutai from the table and opened it: "Come on, fill them all up. Thank you to the director of Wuhan University for his warm hospitality, and also thank him for giving our brother a few
To save face, let’s toast him.”
"Full of it."
A bunch of guys who hadn't sobered up yet picked up their wine glasses and handed them over.
Cen Hao, who felt that he was almost soaked in the smell, turned green when he looked at the hoppy white wine. He quickly covered the cup in front of him and begged with a grimace: "Brother Sun, I really can't do it anymore. I can't drink it."
Already."
"What's going on? It's not good to dislike my food? Or it's not good to dislike me as a person?" Before Sun Jing could speak, Wuhan Hua looked over with a straight face: "You can drink with them, but not with me? Brother, you
This is not right."
"No, no." Cen Hao was stupid and didn't know what to say. He just waved his hands repeatedly: "I feel so uncomfortable that I really can't drink anymore."
"That won't work. This is the first time we brothers meet, so we have to drink together." Wuhan Hua Buyi.
"Brother, it's okay. Just listen to me and you won't feel uncomfortable if you have a drink." Zhao Weiguo followed the advice.
"No, I really can't drink anymore. My stomach is cramping now!" Cen Hao said nothing and shook his head like a rattle.
Chu Heng knew at a glance that Cen Hao was really in trouble. Otherwise, with his temper, he would have to drink even if he gritted his teeth. He immediately stepped forward and said to them: "Brother Wu, Brother Zhao, please don't embarrass my brother."
, He is really bad, how about I drink for him, one glass of wine for him and three for me?"
"Yo!" Wuhan Hua looked at him in surprise: "It seems that my brother has a good drinking capacity."
"Average, really average." Chu Heng bared his teeth and smiled.
"Quickly pull him down. If your ability to drink is average, who do you think we are?" Deng Fei rolled his eyes at him: "I'm telling you, Lao Wu, this guy, we've never seen him drunk before.
, Can Zhao Weiguo drink? Every time the two of us are together, he drinks it!"
"So awesome!" Wuhan Hua opened his eyes wide in surprise. Zhao Weiguo was famous in their circle for not getting drunk after a thousand cups!
"It's not that good, I'm really convinced by his drinking capacity!" Zhao Weiguo smacked his lips in admiration, and then looked at Chu Heng with a sneer: "But brother, you are a bit too big this time, Xiaohao, you can drink three glasses of wine.
Including your own cup, that’s four cups, can you do that?”
"Okay, let's just sit on the donkey and watch the singing!" Chu Heng pushed out the wine glass, sat upright with the golden sword, and shouted loudly: "Pour the wine, today I will show you what four means.
Nine City Sea King!"
"Pour him a drink!"
"Look at how crazy he is!"
"I have to force this kid to death today!"
"It's so irritating!"
Zhao Weiguo and others were so angry that they immediately prepared to fill him up with wine. Then Sun Jing took the lead in picking up the wine glass and said: "Come, have a drink with Lao Wu, don't say anything else, it's all in the wine, let's do it!"
"Done!"
Wuhan Hua and others clinked their glasses together, drank the wine in one gulp, and then looked at Chu Heng.
"Look what I'm going to do. We, the four-nine-city men, are spitting and nailing each other. If we say three is three, how can we act so shamelessly?"
Chu Heng was also unambiguous. He put down the empty wine glass he had just finished and drank three more drinks in one go. His glass was 2 and a half cups, and four cups equaled a pound. Looking at his face, he still looked neither red nor white. He was fine.
Same.
"good!"
Zhao Weiguo and the others cheered loudly when they saw it. Although the grandson's previous shouting made them very angry, they were also impressed by his boldness in drinking a pound of it in one breath.
But admiration is admiration, and you have to drink wine when you should, otherwise you will be sorry for his arrogance!
"Pour the wine!"
Qin Lei yelled, and the middle-aged man who was acting as a reminder today quickly opened a few more bottles and filled them up for them one after another. When he finished pouring the wine, he felt sorry for Wuhan Huarou in his heart. Damn, one bottle of wine is only two bottles, more than ten bottles.
The block is gone, these guys are here to drink from their enemies?
Soon, everyone's wine glasses were filled with wine, and then Zhao Weiguo and the others found a reason to ask Chu Hengjing Wuhanhua, who had just taken two bites of food, to drink another pound of wine, but still nothing happened.
Wuhan Hua was stunned for a while.
Why does it feel like this guy drinks alcohol like cold water?
Then a group of guys who were about to become serfs and sang songs began to find various reasons to drink. Sometimes they were grateful for this, sometimes they were grateful for that, and sometimes they were out of brotherhood, and even moved out a whole generation.
In less than an hour, Chu Heng drank more than 20 kilograms of wine. Halfway through, he drank all the Moutai in the hotel, and then replaced it with Wuliangye.
Originally, the middle-aged man wanted to exchange it for a cheaper one, but Chu Heng said nothing. He was just buying some goods, so why not drink something good?
Wouldn't it be nice to store it in the warehouse first, then take it out later and invite He Zishi and the others to drink it?
"Hey, why did this wine glass become three pieces? Who the hell poured me so much!"
In the private room, Zhao Weiguo was already drunk, and he looked for the wine glass in front of him in confusion, but couldn't catch it.
At this time, everyone around him was already drunk. Chu Heng had drunk more than twenty kilograms, and Zhao Weiguo and the others also drank more than two kilograms each. In addition, they had not sobered up much before, so except for Zhao Weiguo, who had a good drinker, this group of people
Together with Wuhan Huawai, who was in good condition, they were all drunk and unconscious.
Even Zhao Weiguo and the others were on the verge of being drunk.
Such fun for Cen Hao!
Why are you having a drinking contest with our Mr. Chu? Are you guys licking the cat's butt and seeking death?
Our Mr. Chu was a fierce man who could fight hundreds of people by himself!
