Seeing that the fish had been hooked, Song Qiancheng immediately smiled.

He put down the wine glass and then raised his hand to point to her face, and said slowly: "If you slap yourself, I will give you 30,000, and I will give you a hundred palms, and the three million will be in hand." ”

The smile on Song Qiancheng's face was even more exaggerated, as if he was saying something that made him happy, "Isn't this money easy to make, much faster than you sell yourself to make money." ”

This kind of humiliating method is also due to him to think of it, Wen Lishu was speechless, if this hundred palms really hit down, she was afraid that her face would not be able to ask for it.

She resisted, and in one word, she said, "I refuse your business." ”

Song Qiancheng was not angry, and said in a good voice: "If you don't like this, then change it." ”

After finishing speaking, Song Qiancheng swept his eyes along the bar table, as if looking for something, and finally twisted his neck and locked his gaze on the small wine cabinet behind him.

A satisfied smile appeared on his face, he raised his finger to the small wine cabinet behind him, snapped his fingers again, and said, "There is." ”

Wen Lishu looked over, and there was a lot of wine there.

Her eyes shrank, and her heart rose uneasy.

Song Qiancheng oozed a faint smile and said lightly: "Since you don't like to do it, then if you drink all this wine and don't have a drop left, I will directly waive your liquidated damages." ”

After speaking, he added: "I'll treat you as an ex-wife." ”

Wen Lishu scolded in her heart, "Good-mud-sister." ”

She looked up and saw that the wine cabinet was not large, and she counted roughly how there were about twenty bottles of wine.

Wen Lishu's amount of alcohol is not bad, it is considered at the upper middle level, if you grit your teeth and endure it, you should be able to drink all these wines.

It's just that after drinking it, she will definitely vomit a lot.

But drinking twenty bottles of wine for three million is a good deal, and it's better than inciting a hundred palms.

Wen Lishu weighed it and finally compromised, she said, "Okay, deal." ”

After the negotiation, Song Qiancheng turned the chair he was sitting on, turned his body to face the wine cabinet, reached out and took out the bottles of wine in it, and placed them on the table one by one.

Bringing the wine opener to the table, Song Qiancheng quickly opened all the wine one by one.

Wen Lishu was a little flustered when she saw this, slowly moved her pace, went around to the other side of the bar, and sat face to face with Song Qiancheng.

Once seated, she looked at the wine.

The bottles are neatly arranged, red and white, of different sizes and varieties.

It is said that drinking mixed wine is especially easy to get drunk, looking at those liquids of different colors, Wen Lishu has a hunch that she will definitely die of drunkenness and dreams for a while.

But she didn't have the capital to stop, so she could only hold on to completing this "business".

After a while, Song Qiancheng opened all the wine bottles.

He looked at Wen Lishu with great interest, stretched out his palm and pointed at the wine bottle, and said in a deep voice: "Please, Miss Wen." ”

This horizontal and vertical has to be drunk, Wen Lishu did not twist too much, only inhaled slightly, and then reached out to the side shelf to get the cup, but as soon as the hand was stretched over, Song Qiancheng's stop came.

"Drink the whole bottle. He gave him a disgruntled look.

Wen Li shook her hand, raised her head as if she had misheard, and stared at him with her eyes.

Song Qiancheng sat lazily opposite her, put a finger on the table and tapped it, reminding leisurely: "I'm the one who paid the money, how can you drink and listen to me, if you don't cooperate, the door is over there, get out of here." ”