Zhu Bowei's nose was about to smoke, but in order to maintain his image as a gentleman in front of the public, he could only hold back his anger, barely squeezed out a smile from his face, and said: "Mr. Ye, everything that happened just now is a small episode, I hope you don't misunderstand." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Look at the level of others, the stinky shamelessness has reached a certain level, and the various disputes just now, everyone present smelled a strong smell of gunpowder, but when it came to Zhu Bowei's mouth, it became a small episode.

Sure enough, it's a master!

"There is no misunderstanding, I am like this, you respect me, I respect you, if you want to give me small shoes to wear, I will chop off your feet, it's so simple and rude. Ye Fan said unceremoniously, Zhu Bowei has always regarded Ye Fan as an enemy, and Ye Fan has no need to be polite to him.

This is Ye Fan's current form and style, if you don't give me face, I won't give face, there is no need to say hello with a smile on your face, and then stab a knife in the back, it's too tiring to live like that, people should live a little more freely.

Zhu Bowei smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to pick up a glass of red wine, and said to Ye Fan, "Mr. Ye, you and I are both generous people, although there have been some misunderstandings, but I don't want to affect our good relationship, this glass of wine can be regarded as my reparation." After saying that, he drank it all.

Ye Fan looked at Zhu Bowei suspiciously, when did this guy suddenly get better?

No, this is the rhythm of the weasel greeting the chicken.

Not well-intentioned!

"What's the matter, Mr. Ye won't give me this face?" Zhu Bowei, who put down the wine glass, saw that Ye Fan had no intention of drinking, and frowned slightly. "Oh, by the way, I forgot that Mr. Ye is not used to drinking red wine, this is my mistake, I will arrange for someone to serve you white wine immediately. ”

What kind of tricks does this guy want to play? Do you want to drink? Ye Fan turned his head to look at the menacing Zhu Bowei, when it comes to drinking, Ye Fan is really not afraid, basically he is coming to clean up as much as he wants, and now Ye Fan's only worry is that the toilet is not far from here.

"These are all star entrepreneurs in Ninghai City, worth tens of millions, let's drink some together today. Zhu Bowei stretched out his finger and pointed to a few pot-bellied poops around him, a second child, my boss and an entrepreneur.

These entrepreneurs should have cooperated with Zhu Bowei, otherwise they would not be so strong for Zhu Bowei.

Ten boxes of liquor were placed on the table, Hengshui Laobaigan, Guojiao, Wuliangye, Moutai and other liquors, looking at this situation, they were going to fight to the death.

Zhang Ming, who was closest to Ye Fan, whispered: "Ye Shao, there is nothing to be afraid of these entrepreneurs, mainly the people behind Zhu Bowei, they are professional wine companions, quite capable of drinking, known as a thousand cups of not drunk." ”

"Escort bartender?" Ye Fan looked at Zhang Ming suspiciously, these three words Ye Fan often heard, but he had never encountered them, in Ye Fan's impression, the accompaniment was very mysterious, and it would only appear in a fairly standardized wine field.

"These professional sommeliers are all masters, and they have to start at least five catties, and they are all liquor. Look at the thin one, he is good at 60 degrees of liquor, the slightly fatter one is good at 39 degrees and 45 degrees of Wuliangye, and the one that looks weak and is good at 60 degrees and 68 degrees. Zhang Ming whispered.

"Ye Shao, I know you are very good at drinking, but I suggest that you refuse this time, it's a big deal to lose face, but your body is important, these three escorts are menacing and powerful, I have to drink you down today, this Zhu Bowei is really not a thing. Zhang Ming said earnestly.

Ye Fan is still the first time to hear the amount of wine of the bartender, the average person can drink one or two catties, even if the amount of Shanghai is measured, the bartender is actually five catties, this is too beastly, right?

"Why are they so fierce? Aren't they afraid that drinking will damage your body?" Ye Fan asked curiously, Ye Fan was not drunk because he had a super strong physique, and the second glass of wine had not yet been drunk, and the first cup had already been digested.

"They are gifted, and the alcohol is discharged directly from the soles of the feet and palms without passing through the liver, which is commonly known as the wine drain. Zhang Ming explained, speaking of this, Zhang Ming turned his head to look at Zhu Bowei who was pouring wine, and whispered to Ye Fan: "Rejecting Zhu Bowei is at most losing face, which is far better than drinking and hurting the body, in case of alcohol poisoning, it will die." ”

Ye Fan smiled slightly and said, "I really haven't drunk with the bartender, I'll drink with them once today, is they powerful, or am I strong." ”

Zhu Bowei saw Ye Fan and Zhang Ming muttering, he didn't know what he was nagging, but it was useless to say anything now, there were three sommeliers here, and if you don't drink it today, you vomit blood, and you will be blind with these fine wines.

"Mr. Ye, a toast to your wonderful performance today. A barmaid picked up a glass of liquor and poured it into his mouth, just like drinking beer, and drank it all in the blink of an eye, without eating food to press the wine.

Zhu Bowei saw that Ye Fan didn't mean to serve wine, and said, "Mr. Ye, everyone else has done it, why don't you drink it?" This is very rude. ”

"Small meaning. Ye Fan also took a drink, and then continued: "Mr. Zhu, it's not interesting to drink like this, just come together." ”

The barmaid who wanted to knock down Ye Fan earlier immediately said, "Mr. Ye, according to the rules, we should drink three glasses in a row, and there are still two glasses left." With that, the sommelier quickly drank two glasses, faster than beer, without blinking.

Ye Fan also drank three glasses in a row, and when he was sixty degrees old, Ye Fan's face became a little red, and he looked a little drunk.

Zhu Bowei was secretly happy when he saw that the situation was developing in the direction he expected.

In less than ten minutes, Ye Fan and the three escorts drank twenty bottles of high-altitude liquor, although the escorts had a long wine leakage, but they also had to leak over, right? They had never drunk so much liquor in such a short period of time, and now they had reached their upper limit and became drunk.

On the other hand, Ye Fan, although he has been drunk since the first glass of wine, he has not changed much since he drank it.

The onlookers all gave Ye Fan a thumbs up, daring to shout with a professional bartender, it was already quite a bull's fork, and now Ye Fan dared to shout with the three bartenders, and he also coaxed the sommelier who claimed to be a thousand cups not drunk in a daze.

This is called a master of the wine field, and this is called a thousand cups not drunk.

Zhang Ming and the others gasped, Ye Fan is too beastly, drinking white wine is like boiling water, one cup after another, without stopping, he actually made the three escorts confused.

Is he still human?

Zhu Bowei's eyes were about to pop out, Ye Fan, this beast is too good to drink, no, he can't continue like this, it seems that he has to play a little ruthlessly this time.