Ning Feiyang pressed their acupuncture points and poured wine into them again. Each of them drank another kilogram of liquor without even thinking of spitting it out.
"Feiyang, don't stop, someone will die." Zhan Jie'er said worriedly.
"Don't worry, nothing will happen." Ning Feiyang, as a clairvoyant medical saint, can make accurate judgments.
When the alcohol reaches their stomachs, they will be very uncomfortable. They will be drunk for at least three days and lie in the hospital for a week. From now on, they will vomit when they smell alcohol, and they will never dare to drink again.
Men should be aboveboard, but what kind of skill is it to force a woman to drink?
Ning Feiyang wanted to teach them a lesson that they would never forget forever and would not dare to make similar mistakes again in the future.
Yan Zilong and his gang had expressions of pain on their faces. They couldn't scream even if they wanted to, not to mention they were in too much pain.
If you give them another chance, they won't do such stupid things!
"Feiyang, how are you?" Zhan Jie'er was more concerned about him, "I drank so much just now."
"I..." Ning Feiyang was just about to say that he was fine when the effect of the Thousand Cups of No-Drunk Card wore off and his head became drowsy.
When he was in a daze, he felt like he was lying in a soft embrace with a scent, not to mention how comfortable he felt.
When Ning Feiyang woke up again, he found that he was in a clean apartment. Things were tidied up very cleanly. There were green plants everywhere, which made people feel particularly comfortable.
"Are you awake?" Zhan Jie'er walked over carrying a bowl of soup, "Do you have a headache?"
"A little bit." Ning Feiyang answered truthfully.
"You drank so much yesterday and scared me to death. If you are so impulsive in the future, I won't care about you." Zhan Jie'er said angrily.
Having said that, she still stretched out her hand to help Ning Feiyang massage his head.
"Sister, who cares about me if you don't care about me, hehe." Ning Feiyang said with a smile.
"It's up to you to show off." Zhan Jie'er massaged for a while and brought the sobering soup over.
Ning Feiyang drank a large bowl and felt much better.
"Are you feeling better?" Zhan Jie'er asked again.
"My head is still a little dizzy." Ning Feiyang spoke again.
"I'll press it for you again, come here." Zhan Jie'er patted her leg and said.
Ning Feiyang leaned over and rested his head on Zhan Jie'er's lap. He relaxed a lot and began to enjoy the massage.
Looking at Zhan Jie'er from this angle, there is a different kind of beauty, as if she is in the clouds and doesn't have to think about anything.
Ning Feiyang actually fell asleep again. He woke up half an hour later and found that he was still resting on Zhan Jie'er's legs.
"Sister, I'm sorry to burden you." Ning Feiyang apologized.
"It's okay." Zhan Jie'er said with a smile, but when she wanted to stand up, she realized that her legs were a little numb.
Ning Feiyang stepped forward and said, "Let me give you a massage."
With dim lights and a space where two people are alone, a different atmosphere spreads.
"Okay." Zhan Jie'er felt a little embarrassed and quickly pulled away as she regained feeling in her legs.
"How long have I been sleeping?" Ning Feiyang also changed the subject.
Zhan Jie'er said with a smile: "It's been a day and a night, and it's almost noon now."
"Sister, can we contact another bank for the loan?" Ning Feiyang asked.
"Our company is too small and the risk is high, so they are unwilling to lend money." Zhan Jie'er said this and sighed softly.
Ning Feiyang patted his chest and said, "Leave this matter to me and I'll take care of it. Women, don't frown. It's easy to get old."
"You?" Zhan Jie'er was a little surprised.
"That's right, if you tell me about this kind of thing in the future, as a man, I will take care of it!" Ning Feiyang said confidently.
Zhan Jie'er nodded, with a smile on her face. It turned out to be so wonderful to have a man she could rely on.
"Sister, I have to leave." Ning Feiyang looked at his phone and saw that it was time for fried rice.
"What? You think it's not good here, why don't you stay a little longer?" Zhan Jie'er was slightly disappointed.
Ning Feiyang shook his head and explained: "How could it be? Your place is very nice and makes me feel very relaxed. Really, but I have something else to do. I'll come back next time."
When he left, Zhan Jie'er stuffed a key into him and warned: "When you are tired, come over and sit down and relax. There will always be a place for you here, sister."
For so many years, she has worked hard alone and shouldered all the difficulties alone.
Ning Feiyang's appearance gave her someone to rely on, and she was particularly touched.
"Okay, let's go." Ning Feiyang was also very moved. If a woman is willing to hand over the medicine key to a man, it must have entered her heart.
He quickly arrived at the restaurant and without saying a word, he quickly fried rice for two days.
"Boss Ning, you are really good. You are particularly good at cooking with oil seal. When the egg fried rice is taken out from the refrigerator, after the customer eats it, there is no difference in taste at all." Fei Kai said with a thumbs up.
"I'm still in the research stage. When the technology matures, it can be stored for a longer period of time." Ning Feiyang said.
The egg fried rice came out of the pot, and all 58 portions were quickly sold out!
"Boss, there's something I don't know whether to say or not." Fei Kai took out his cell phone and said while Ning Feiyang was resting.
"Since when have you been whining? If you have anything to say, just say it." Ning Feiyang said.
Fei Kai turned on his mobile phone and said: "There is negative news about you on the Internet. Some people take the initiative to find fault and publicly criticize you."
"Oh, who is it?" Ning Feiyang asked.
"He's an Internet celebrity, a guy in the cooking industry, whose online name is Yang Jia Private Kitchen." Fei Kai said.
"Yang Xingkai?" Ning Feiyang thought of who it was.
Feikai nodded in surprise and said, "Boss, you know, how did you offend that guy? He actually openly attacked you."
"A little thing." Ning Feiyang shook his head and said. He didn't expect that the interest class matter could still be fermented.
He clicked on Weibo and found that Yang Xingkai was indeed a little bit chicken-like. He also found out about Zuiqingfeng Restaurant and his participation in the food festival.
"Today I was despised by a guy who can make egg fried rice. He claims to be an invincible cook. I heard that he opened a restaurant and participated in a food festival. I will definitely meet him and teach him how to be a good person!" Weibo was filled with comments.
A bitter taste.
Yang Xingkai is so full of hatred that the content is completely fabricated!
As an Internet celebrity, he has hundreds of thousands of fans and a lot of hardcore fans. He sprayed Ning Feiyang all over his body and said everything.
Of course, everyone's eyes are still set on tomorrow's food festival, ready to see Ning Feiyang's jokes.
"Boss Ning, otherwise we won't go tomorrow." Fei Kai said.
"Why don't you go?" Ning Feiyang asked.
Fei Kai cleared his throat and said: "The egg fried rice you made is delicious, but tomorrow I will mainly cook. This..."
"It's just cooking, it's not that difficult, don't worry." Ning Feiyang said with a smile.
"Boss..." Fei Kai wanted to say something else, but Ning Feiyang had already left the restaurant.
"Where on earth will we get several hundred million?" Ning Feiyang is more concerned about the funding issue. (To be continued)