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Chapter 1393 persuading wine

If only Qin Zhenhua were the only one, the other party would definitely not agree, but it was different now, and the Soviets were annoyed!

Seeing that Qin Zhenhua was about to pack up Moutai and leave, the Soviets present were unhappy.

"Hey, Harlind, what's wrong with you? We are all good friends. Why are you so unpretentious about eating together? If you have any objections to the great power of the East, then don't come. Since you are here, you have to drink this wine!" Alexei was responsible for entertaining them. At this time, he had already spoken.

If you are dissatisfied with the Eastern Powers, don’t come at all. We will have fun drinking with the Eastern Powers. If you come, you have to drink. The table is on, and you don’t want to get the wine glass yet?

"That's right, it's a man's, so lift the wine glass, unless you all have no eggs in your crotch." Leonids was not the one who received them, so he spoke even more disrespectful at this time, and he was absolutely sharp.

Is it still a man? What kind of man is not drinking?

The faces of several white elephant people were all blue and white. The criticisms of the Soviets made them feel uncomfortable. At the same time, they seemed to have expected that this was clearly the Eastern great people were doing something.

It turned out that from the beginning, the other party was putting a trap. When we met, Qin Zhenhua said that he liked drinking and men and other topics were all for the present.

Now, what should they do? Leave?

If you leave with your sleeves, you really don’t have to drink, but if you leave like this, they will definitely be ridiculed by the other party and will never be treated as men.

They may be able to endure this humiliation, and they have a bad reputation, so they have accepted it. However, if they leave now, their relationship will be in a stalemate. They want to further investigate the Soviet infantry fighting vehicles, or even buy a batch, it will be a waste.

Especially, if they leave, what tricks will the Oriental people use to hinder their purchases?

In fact, the quality of Soviet goods is not high, but the price of Soviet goods is absolutely cheap, and the maintenance is also suitable for the level of their half-baked personnel. Precise Western military equipment is expensive and complicated to maintain. They still like Soviet goods. Because of this, if they mess up the purchase, they will not be able to complete the task.

While hesitating, he saw Dulaba coming over. The other party had a smile on his face. Moreover, the other party was not a big and thick Russian, but an Asian with medium figure and yellow skin. His words naturally felt more intimate.

"Everyone, since you are here, let's have a drink together. No matter what you are unhappy in your heart, but giving up the past and looking at the future is not what we should do? Come, everyone, pick up your wine glass, even if you can't drink too much, take a sip with your mouth, it's just a meaning." Du Laba said very politely, and while speaking, he handed the wine glass full of wine to the other party.

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The Soviets began to get along with each other, and they had to give this person a face, and this seemed to be the best way to solve the situation at present, so Harlinder could only pick up the wine glass.

So the scene became lively again.

"That's right. Let's not talk about anything else. Let's put down our psychological burdens. Let's drink whatever we should drink, so that he can go to the devil's national affairs." Qin Zhenhua was very generous and continued to pour wine. Du Laba held the wine glass and put it down. So, every Baixiang Chinese man put a glass of wine in front of him.

"Come on, cheers for today's party." Qin Zhenhua stood there, very happy, and said to everyone, picked up his wine glass, raised his neck, whispered, and poured all the wine into his mouth.

"Come on, cheers!" The Soviet people were very happy. They raised their necks one by one, and like Qin Zhenhua, they drank the wine in their mouths and poured them into their stomachs, experiencing the feeling of burning like flames.

However, I don’t think it’s exciting, it’s very warm. The Moutai wine from the oriental powers is indeed extraordinary.

"Come on, continue drinking." Qin Zhenhua said, opening a bottle of wine again and starting to pour wine for everyone, but when his hands were stuck in the air, he stopped and looked at the Baixiang people.

"Why don't you drink it?"

This is so crap. After Duraba persuaded them, they gave the wine glass to the next place. There was a very important sentence that they had accepted at that time. Duraba said, even if you take a sip, you can just want to be meaningful.

Who would have thought that they were planning to take a sip, but the others all went into their stomachs!

What's this called?

How should they drink it?

"We, we've already taken a sip," Harlind said.

"Take a sip? Why are there so many left? Are you raising goldfish?" Qin Zhenhua said: "It's a man, so hesitant. You guys are not as good as my wife."

As he said that, Qin Zhenhua picked up Wang Xiaoyu's cup and came. Just now, Wang Xiaoyu's cup was full of wine, and like everyone else, he drank it in one sip.

"Didn't this gentleman say I'd take a sip?" Harlind pointed at Duraba opposite, hoping that Duraba would come to block them.

Du Laba waved his hand: "That's right, I took a sip and sipped it all. Since I have already taken the cup, I'll drink it quickly. It's really not as good as the women here."

At the wine table, either you don’t accept the wine glass. If you accept it, then just like everyone else, drink whatever you want!

"No, no, that's not what you said just now." Harlind said: "We, we, us."

I even said a few, but I don’t know what to say next.

"Okay, I'll help you," Duraba said, stood up and walked over again, then picked up Harlinder's cup, poured half of the wine in it, and left half of his cup.

Smelling the aroma of the wine inside, Duraba put the wine to his mouth: "It's obviously delicious, but you still think it's poison, without the slightest demeanor of a man."

As he said that, he raised his neck and poured the half glass of wine into his mouth.

One glass of wine, half left.

"As far as I know, it is not that your country is not allowed to drink alcohol, but the alcohol tax is levied relatively high. People like you are already senior officials of Baixiang Country. You may not have drunk wine?" Qin Zhenhua said there: "Tsk tsk, you are really backward, you have never drunk wine. Forget it, forget it, you don't know the same as you, the local buns from the countryside. If you don't drink it, don't drink it."

This sentence completely stimulated Harlind.


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