Ye Zihao sneered a few times, and then asked the waiter to get a bottle of Maotai, 82-year-old Lafite, and Wuliangye.
Soon, the waiter brought the wine in.
Looking at the wine, Mo Zhi and the others had stunned expressions on their faces, obviously not understanding what Ye Zihao was playing.
At this time, Ye Zihao mixed the three kinds of wine and poured it into the container. Then he pointed at the mixed wine and said lightly, "Drink it up and I will forgive you!"
"What? Drink it all? Ye...Mr. Ye! Is this...is this going too far?"
Suddenly, Mo Zhi and the others exclaimed in surprise.
"Going too far? Do you think it's so easy to apologize?" Ye Zihao sneered a few times uninhibitedly and said unhappily.
In fact!
Ye Zihao hates the collusion between government and businessmen the most. Some companies are clearly operating with good conscience, but they are maliciously framed by competitors, and finally end up with the sad end of bankruptcy.
Not everyone is as lucky as Ye Zihao, who can make the traitor submit obediently. Most of them have no choice but to accept the cruelty of reality.
For the good development of the industry, Ye Zihao felt that he had to "beat" these two people hard.
Facing Ye Zihao's strength, Mo Zhi and the others felt a little frustrated.
At this time, Director Zhao put on a dark face and reprimanded: "Mo Zhi! This incident happened because of you, so you should drink the wine."
"What? I...I drank it all by myself?"
Suddenly, Mo Zhi screamed out loud. Even his voice changed the tone because of his excitement.
"You are not drinking alone, do you want me to drink with you?"
"I……"
"Are you going to drink or not?"
"Director Zhao, I..."
Suddenly, Mo Zhi felt so aggrieved that he wanted to cry but had no tears.
This incident was indeed caused by him. If you want to get Ye Zihao's forgiveness, you have to drink several liters of mixed wine. But if you drink it this way, is it weird if you don't drink it until your stomach bleeds?
But if you don’t drink it, you will die.
"What's wrong? You're so hesitant to drink some wine. I think your sincerity is limited."
Ye Zihao on the side sneered a few times and said sarcastically.
"No...no! I...we really apologize sincerely."
Mo Zhi quickly shook his head and waved his hands, denying it.
"Since you are sincere, why are you hesitating?"
"I……"
Suddenly, the frustration in Mo Zhi's heart became even more maddening.
In desperation, he had no choice but to plead with Yang Ruobing, who begged: "Mr. Yang! Can you help me to persuade Mr. Ye?"
"He represents the company!"
Yang Ruobing said lightly, but the implication was very clear.
Either don't apologize or drink up!
"this……"
Mo Zhi was hesitant, but at this moment Ye Zihao pretended to leave, stood up straight and said: "It seems that Mr. Mo's sincerity is really limited, Mr. Yang, let's go!"
"Don't... don't leave! I... I'll drink! I'll drink!" Mo Zhi was so frightened that he quickly agreed.
"Then...drink!"
Ye Zihao's expression was cold, as if he had no human feelings at all.
"Okay...ok! I...I'll drink!"
Mo Zhi bravely picked up the wine glass. He moved slowly, as if the wine glass in his hand weighed dozens of kilograms.
He glanced at Director Zhao, who obviously had no intention of helping. He glanced at Ye Zihao again, and saw that the other person's attitude was clear and merciless.
Mo Zhi knew that he wouldn't be able to leave unless he drank up all of it tonight.
So, he closed his eyes, raised his face, opened his mouth and drank a glass of mixed wine.
"Gulu!"
As soon as the wine entered his stomach, Mo Zhi felt as if his stomach was on fire.
You know, the alcohol content of Moutai and Wuliangye is both very high. Now you can imagine the horrific scene when they are mixed together.
After drinking a glass, Mo Zhi felt that his head was numb for a while, but he could not drink even one-tenth of the mixed wine in front of him.
In desperation, he bit the bullet, like a poison drinker, pouring cup after cup, pouring it into his mouth like crazy, as if he thought he was the legendary "one who can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk".
Anyone who has drank alcohol knows that you need to be careful when drinking in two situations: one is mixing alcohol, and the other is drinking too quickly.
Today, Mo Zhi encountered these two situations at once.
The mixed wine itself is easy to get drunk, and if he drank it in such a hurry, it would make him even more drunk.
result!
When he drank the fifth cup, he finally couldn't bear it anymore.
"Wow!"
I saw his body tremble suddenly, and then he felt as if a fountain was gushing out of his throat, which he couldn't suppress no matter what.
In desperation, he vomited directly on Director Zhao next to him.
"I...fuck!"
Director Zhao was so angry that he was spat on, and he felt sick all over.
Yang Ruobing frowned slightly and said lightly to Ye Zihao, "I'll wait for you outside!"
"OK!"
Ye Zihao nodded, and not long after Yang Ruobing left the box, Director Zhao's cry rang out again.
"I...fuck your uncle! Are you still vomiting?"
Director Zhao was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. At this moment, his face was covered with the things Mo Zhi vomited.
There were even undigested vegetables left over from last night.
In an instant, Director Zhao had the urge to hit someone. This was the first time he had seen such a disgusting scene in his decades of life.
What's even more maddening is that I encountered it myself.
"Zhao... Director Zhao, yes... I'm sorry, I... I can't help but think... wow!"
In the middle of speaking, Mo Zhi suddenly felt very sick to his stomach, and ended up spitting into Director Zhao's face again.
However, this time, what he vomited was not the undigested food from last night, but bloody blood.
"Is...is it blood?"
Director Zhao reached out and touched it, and saw that his hands were covered with blood. It happened that he had haemorrhage.
As a result, when he saw the blood, his head felt dizzy for a while, and suddenly, his vision went dark.
After the "plop" sound, he didn't know what happened next.
Director Zhao is bleeding!
Mo Zhi drank until his stomach bleeds!
These two bad guys have received the punishment they deserve.
After a while, he left the hotel, and in the parking lot, Yang Ruobing looked indifferent, and then asked, "What's wrong with them?"
"One suffered from bleeding! The other suffered from stomach bleeding!" Ye Zihao shrugged, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.
"It's quite miserable!"
Yang Ruobing smiled bitterly, shook her head and said.
"Who told them to offend my wife? If anyone dares to offend my wife again, I will beat him like a pig's head."
Ye Zihao clenched his fists with a serious look on his face.
"Deser!"
Yang Ruobing rolled her eyes at him. Although Ye Zihao's words were a bit domineering, they were full of deep love.