"My family used to pat me on the back when I was choking or coughing when I was a kid, but it wasn't until I grew up that I discovered that patting on the back was of no use for coughing." Zhao Chuchu said with a frivolous expression, holding her chin with both hands.
.
"Maybe your family didn't tell you that the biggest effect of patting on the back is not to relieve cough, but to soothe. For a person who coughs, patting on the back can soothe his mood the fastest. Of course, for a person like you,
, you are strong enough and do not need anyone to comfort you." Lin Zhiming said.
Zhao Chuchu's expression changed slightly, then he snorted and looked away.
"Okay, okay." Zhao Meng stopped coughing after coughing several times, then picked up a newly opened bottle of wine and poured himself a glass.
"Zhao Chuchu, come on, continue." Zhao Meng said.
"Please wipe the saliva from your mouth first, it's disgusting." Zhao Chuchu said with a bored expression.
Zhao Meng smiled awkwardly, and just as she was about to take the paper, Lin Zhiming handed the paper over and wiped the corner of her mouth.
Zhao Meng blushed and hid in a panic. Lin Zhiming took his hand back.
"Come on, take the second sip. Let me tell you, you drank this wine voluntarily. Even if you drink it to the point of alcohol poisoning or death, it has nothing to do with me." Zhao Chuchu said.
"Yes, it has nothing to do with you!" Zhao Meng nodded.
Then, Zhao Chuchu took a sip of the wine, and Zhao Meng drank it all in another sip.
After two cups, you will get six ounces.
Perhaps it was because he drank too fast and the alcohol had not yet hit him, so Zhao Meng's face looked good.
After that, Zhao Meng drank two large cups in succession, a total of four large cups, one pound and two, and it took Zhao Meng less than five minutes.
At this time, the alcohol started to take over.
Alcohol began to attack the defense line of his will, but at this time the alcohol was not strong enough, so Zhao Meng could still hold on.
Zhao Chuchu opened another bottle of wine with great interest.
"How do you feel now? Are you dizzy?" Zhao Chuchu asked.
"It's okay, I don't feel anything at all!" Zhao Meng shook his head.
"Look at me, I only drank so much." Zhao Chuchu showed his cup to Zhao Meng.
Zhao Meng looked at the cup and saw that the wine in the cup had only gone down a little, about one cent.
A glass of wine is three ounces, which means that Zhao Chuchu only drank one-thirtieth, a light drink.
If you drink like this, Zhao Meng will have to drink more than thirty kilograms tonight before Zhao Chuchu can finish the glass of wine.
"That's quite a lot. Victory is in sight, let's continue." Zhao Meng said with a smile.
Zhao Chuchu smiled and picked up his wine glass again.
Then another sip for a full glass.
One sip versus a full glass.
The cycle begins again and again.
Zhao Chuchu finished the second bottle of wine. At this time, the alcohol was completely over her head. Her face turned red and her eyes were somewhat blurred.
"I have two bottles, can you still drink?" Zhao Chuchu asked, tilting his head.
"I can drink it, of course I can drink it. As long as you don't finish drinking it, I can keep drinking it!" Zhao Meng nodded firmly, then turned to look at Lin Zhiming, grinned and said, "Boss, look at how good I am.
"
"Awesome, really awesome." Lin Zhiming said expressionlessly.
"Zhao Chuchu, sister Chuchu, come on, open the third bottle, let's continue." Zhao Meng said while opening the third bottle of liquor.
Zhao Chuchu frowned slightly and said, "If you keep drinking like this, you may drink to death. You have to know that even if you drink to death, it won't affect me at all."
"It's okay, I don't blame you." Zhao Meng smiled naively and picked up the bottle to add wine to the cup. However, it seemed that because he was too drunk, the bottle was not aimed at the mouth of the cup at the first time.
Pulled it.
Zhao Chuchu raised her hand and grabbed Zhao Meng's hand.
"Zhao Meng, you have to remember one thing. What kind of woman does Lin Zhiming want by his side? If one of you dies, he will immediately find ten to replace you. Your weight in his heart is not even as good as his.
To a subordinate, you are nothing to him. At best, you are just a pretty vase, nothing more. Are you worth dying for such a man?" Zhao Chuchu asked with a frown.
"Sister Chu Chu, how many years older are you than me, so I call you sister, and I want to ask you a question. In your more than thirty years of life, have you ever risked everything for someone?" Zhao Meng said drunkenly.
asked hazily.
Zhao Chuchu's face froze.
Zhao Meng took her hand out of Zhao Chuchu's. She tilted her head and looked at Lin Zhiming and said, "I am indeed just an insignificant person. To the boss, there are many people around her who are better than me and better-looking than me."
woman, but this is not the point. The point is that he accepted me when I needed to be recognized the most. This is enough. I am a low-key person around the boss and cannot help him much, but at least now,
I am willing to do anything for my boss."
After speaking, Zhao Meng pointed his mouth directly at the mouth of the bottle.
"Sister Chu Chu, it's too uncomfortable to drink cup after cup. I'll drink this one, you can do whatever you want."
Zhao Chuchu held the mouth of the bottle in his mouth and poured the wine directly into his mouth.
Just as Lin Zhiming was about to reach out to stop him, Zhao Chuchu on the side grabbed his hand.
"This is a war between me and her, you are not allowed to interfere." Zhao Chuchu looked at Lin Zhiming with murderous intent and said.
Just as Lin Zhiming wanted to throw away Zhao Chuchu's hand, Zhao Meng's hand stretched out to hold his hand down.
The two women's hands actually formed an alliance at this time, and they pressed Lin Zhiming's hand together.
With Lin Zhiming's power, the two women's hands could fly away with a wave of his hand, but he didn't do that. He looked at Zhao Meng, watching her throat tremble a little bit...
At this moment, Lin Zhiming's heart was touched.
He never thought that he would have such an important position in Zhao Meng's heart, until today, until tonight...
After a long time, Zhao Meng finished drinking a bottle of wine and put the bottle on the table boldly.
"Hiccup!" Zhao Meng burped, and the strong smell of alcohol hit his face.
Zhao Chuchu picked up his wine and took a sip.
Still just a small sip.
"Your words are very touching, but I have always been very resistant to such touching things, so you have to continue drinking the wine you should drink." Zhao Chuchu said expressionlessly.
"No, it's okay. I, I will do what I say, and I will definitely let you drink the wine." Zhao Meng said intermittently.
"Go on." Zhao Chuchu said.
"Yeah." Zhao Meng picked up another bottle of liquor.
This is the fourth bottle.
"Sister Chu Chu, I'll drink it, you can do whatever you want." Zhao Meng muttered something vaguely, then pointed the bottle at his mouth. He was about to blow the bottle like before, but was blocked by a hand.
This hand was not Lin Zhiming's hand, but Zhao Chuchu's.
Zhao Chuchu pressed Zhao Meng's hand.
Zhao Meng looked at Zhao Chuchu doubtfully and asked, "What's wrong, Sister Chu Chu, don't you want people to drink from a bottle? Then I can drink from a cup."
Zhao Chuchu said nothing, picked up the glass of white wine on her table, drank it in one gulp in front of Lin Zhiming and Zhao Meng, and then pressed the empty glass on the table.
"You win." Zhao Chuchu said expressionlessly.
"I, I won?" Zhao Meng seemed a little unbelievable.
"Lin Zhiming, I really don't know what kind of charm you have that would make a woman fight so hard for you. If I lose, I will keep my word and will not target her or you again.
"Zhao Chuchu said.
"Boss, we won!" Zhao Meng hugged Lin Zhiming excitedly.
"Follow me." Lin Zhiming said nothing, picked up Zhao Meng by the waist, and walked straight towards the toilet regardless of what the people around him thought.
When they came to the toilet stall, Lin Zhiming said to Zhao Meng, "Spit it out."
"I, I'm vomiting now and I can't vomit it out." Zhao Meng shook his head.
"Pick." Lin Zhiming said.
"I don't dare..." Zhao Meng said.
Lin Zhiming didn't say anything more, he pressed down Zhao Meng's body, and then stuffed his hand into Zhao Meng's mouth.
A few seconds later.
vomit!!
Zhao Meng was forced to vomit by Lin Zhiming.
Baijiu spurted out from his mouth, completely wetting Lin Zhiming's hands.
The pungent smell of white wine permeated the entire compartment.
Drinking more than three kilograms of liquor in ten minutes is something that even the God of Dionysus would rarely be able to do when he was alive.
However, there is an advantage to drinking this way. If you drink it quickly, the alcohol will take effect slowly. As long as you spit it out, the harm to the body will be reduced to a very low level.
Zhao Meng vomited many times and vomited out at least 80% of the liquor in his stomach.
"Okay, it's so disgusting." Zhao Meng said while vomiting.
Lin Zhiming stood next to her, patting her back gently.
"Don't show off in the future. I have my own methods to deal with my enemies. You don't need to meddle in your own business." Lin Zhiming said.
"Uh-huh, uh-huh, oh." Zhao Meng agreed while vomiting.
"Seriously, how dare you drink like that with Zhao Chuchu? Do you think she doesn't dare to let you drink to death?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"Well, you also said that Zhao Chuchu, ugh... Zhao Chuchu is the child of a powerful family. She has a hundred ways to kill me, and she will never choose such a stupid method as letting me drink to death in public, so I
I am sure she will never let me drink too much." Zhao Meng said.
"Three kilograms is a lot," Lin Zhiming said.
"If you don't even have this, then it's not realistic. Anyway, I know she won't let me drink myself to death, and that's enough." Zhao Meng said.
"Your brain is still useful." Lin Zhiming said with a smile.
Zhao Meng smiled and continued to vomit.
After a long time, Lin Zhiming helped Zhao Meng out of the cubicle.
"It's much better. Just now my whole stomach was full of liquor, now it's much better." Zhao Meng said.
"Go back and have a rest later, eat something, and feel better at night." Lin Zhiming said.
"Yes." Zhao Meng nodded, and then the two of them returned to the dining table together.
What surprised Zhao Meng was that Zhao Chuchu actually ate it alone.
"The food here is really good, eat some." Zhao Chuchu said.
"Yeah, burp." Zhao Meng nodded and burped.
"You go ahead and eat." Lin Zhiming said as he took over the wine that Zhao Mengmeng had just drank but failed to drink...