Chen Nan and Wen Changhe walked up to the second floor.? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
Different from the lobby on the first floor, the second floor is full of private rooms. When he came to the most luxurious private room, Wen Changhe pushed the door open and made an inviting gesture towards Chen Nan, "Master Chen, please come inside."
Chen Nan was not polite to him and strode inside.
This is a large box with an area of fifty square meters, but in such a large box, there is only one table surrounded by some flowers and green plants. There is even a rockery fountain on the left. Listen.
The sound of running water is so refreshing.
A total of seven chairs were placed around the big table. At this moment, five people were sitting there, three of whom Chen Nan knew.
Sitting in the middle is Zhao Dongshan, the leader of the Qinglong Association. To his left and right are Zhao Ming and the leader of the war hall, Lin Hailong. As for the other two, Chen Nan doesn't know them, but their strength is around the seventh level of the Dao, better than Lin Hailong.
A little bit, he should be the hall master or something like that.
"Master Chen is here, please take a seat."
Zhao Dongshan stood up, pointed to an empty seat and smiled.
When the other people saw Zhao Dongshan standing up, they also stood up quickly and looked at Chen Nan. As for Zhao Ming, although he was a little unhappy, there was nothing he could do about it. After all, Zhao Dongshan was so polite to Chen Nan.
, what can he do!
"Boss Zhao is too polite."
Chen Nan said with a smile on his face, came to the table and sat down.
"Young Master Chen is here today. I, Zhao Dongshan, am really honored!" Zhao Dongshan said with a smile, pointing to the two hall masters that Chen Nan had never seen before. After introducing them, he picked up the wine glass and said
: "Come on, come on, Mr. Chen, I'll give you a toast."
"What did Boss Zhao say? Brother Ming and I hit it off and we are like brothers. Brother Ming even called me personally. If I didn't come, wouldn't I be so sorry for Brother Ming?" Chen Nan said.
He stood there without any intention of taking the wine glass. Instead, he looked at Zhao Ming aside, "Brother Ming, do you think so?"
As soon as Chen Nan said this, everyone's faces became a little ugly.
According to what he said, everyone who came to the meeting today was purely for Zhao Ming's face, not for Zhao Dongshan's face. On the surface, this was to say good things about Zhao Ming, but in fact it was to attack Zhao Ming.
Dongshan’s face.
What's even more irritating is that Zhao Dongshan was toasting him, but this guy actually ignored him and hasn't picked up the glass yet.
Compared to the anger of others, Zhao Ming's not-so-smart mind didn't think so much.
The reason why he was depressed was because Chen Nan was too hypocritical.
This guy beat him so badly last time, and even robbed him of his money and his watch. Now he even said that he and he were die-hard brothers. Is there anything more deceptive than this?
Chen Nan, I'm a fool. If you hadn't known martial arts, I would have fought with you right now!
Zhao Ming cursed in his heart. At this time, Zhao Dongshan pulled him and motioned for him to reply quickly. Zhao Ming gritted his teeth and said with a smile: "Brother Nan said that."
At this time, Zhao Dongshan's wine glass was still held there. It was neither a matter of taking it back nor a matter of not taking it back. He could only continue to smile and say: "Mr. Chen, come here, let me toast you."
Chen Nan took a puff of cigarette, flicked the ashes leisurely, grabbed a bottle of Moutai, stood up, and asked: "Boss Zhao, do you regard me as a brother?"
Zhao Dongshan was stunned for a moment and thought to himself, "Sir, you call me my nephew and my nephew, and now you ask me if I treat you as a brother. What's the big deal?"
"Of course, if we can all gather at the same table to drink, we are all good brothers." Zhao Dongshan said with a smile.
"Since we are all brothers, what kind of cups should we use to drink? Come on, come on, just blow from the bottle." Chen Nan opened the Moutai in his hand and said with a smile: "If Boss Zhao is not used to using the bottle, then I will take it."
Bottles, you do the same with cups."
Chen Nan's arrogant words made everyone present look cold.
As the leader of the Qinglong Club, Zhao Dongshan naturally cares about face. If Chen Nan holds a bottle and he holds a small cup, doesn't that mean he is giving himself a slap in the face?
"Young Master Chen is right, men should be more generous when drinking. Come on, let's drink from a bottle." Zhao Dongshan also held a bottle of Moutai in his hand.
"Boss Zhao is really happy, let's blow it in one go."
Chen Nan touched the bottle to Zhao Dongshan, then raised his head and drank.
Blow in one breath!
Hearing this, Zhao Dongshan's expression changed. He has lived for so many years and has never heard of anyone drinking liquor and blowing it from the bottle. This is drinking, not risking one's life!
Seeing Chen Nan drinking heavily, Zhao Dongshan didn't feel weak, so he grabbed the bottle and started drinking.
"Pa..."
In just a few seconds, Chen Nan finished the bottle and placed the empty bottle on the table. Zhao Dongshan, on the other hand, was still drinking, having just drank less than half of it.
When Zhao Dongshan finished one bottle, Chen Nan had already taken another bottle in his hand, raised the bottle and said: "Come on, Boss Zhao, thank you for your warm hospitality, I will give you a bottle in return."
Zhao Dongshan shivered all over. He had just finished one bottle and had another one?
This is drinking, not drinking!
Chen Nan had already raised the bottle, and Zhao Dongshan couldn't refuse. After all, it was a matter of face, so he had to pick up another bottle and touch it with Chen Nan.
"Gulong Gulong..."
Hearing the sound of swallowing water, Chen Nan drank wine more easily than boiled water. In a few seconds, he had downed another bottle of Maotai.
Everyone gasped, this is Moutai, it is liquor, not beer! Drinking two bottles, it is like drinking a drink. Is this guy the legendary god of wine?
On the other hand, Zhao Dongshan was still swallowing mouthfuls, and his speed was not a little slower than Chen Nan.
By the time he finished the second bottle, Zhao Dongshan's face was red, his throat and stomach were burning, and he felt very uncomfortable.
But at this moment, Chen Nan actually picked up the third bottle of wine, which frightened Zhao Dongshan so much that he shivered all over. What should I do? If he drinks any more, he will get drunk!
This book was renamed The School Beauty's Personal Crazy Young Man. When everyone searched for it in the bookstore, they searched for this name. The old title could no longer be found.
