What Yan Kejin could feel was quiet, unexpectedly quiet.

There is no loud noise as I imagined, no rough shouting as I imagined.

It wasn't until the thick aroma of wine came from the wings of his nose that Yan Kejin was finally sure that he was still in the gambling game he had created.

Yan Ke opened his eyes cautiously, and he wanted to find out what all this strange silence was.

As far as the eye can see, the other end of the huge dining table forms a semicircle. Onlookers also fanned out at the other end.

Yan Kejin's eyes gradually became clearer, and his reawake consciousness soon made him understand the reason for the strange quiet.

His eyes quickly fell on a man.

A girl who is in the middle of a drink always catches a man's eye very quickly.

Yan Kejin's interest quickly dispelled the lingering hesitation and ambiguity that had just woken up.

What made Yan Kejin quickly arouse his strong interest was not only the beauty that came to his face, but also the charm presented in the women's unique wine fight.

It wasn't the girl's youth who caught Yan Kejin.

What makes Yan Kejin excited is the calmness and freedom of the girl in a slightly drunk state. It was the girl's eyes staring at her opponent intently under the slightly drunken frown.

It was a pair of eyes that were fighting against alcohol, clear and hazy, hazy and amorous.

Yan Kejin felt involuntarily nervous, and he felt nervous from the bottom of his heart for this girl.

I didn't think I would have any expectations for such a drinking scene, but now I can't help but devote myself to it.

The onlookers gradually focused their attention on this girl.

From the initial ridicule to the calm attention, and then to the involuntary worry at the moment, the onlookers have also experienced a process of psychological change.

The real estate developers and the civil servants of the Bureau of Land Management present can be said to be people who have seen the big scene. They have long been accustomed to such drinking scenes. Wine culture is a life experience that they must go through. Everyone is an elite of alcohol tests.

But today what they see is turning their own life experience upside down.

They have not seen the energy of women at the wine table.

But such a young woman, such a beautiful woman, brought them a freshness, a kind of surprise on such an occasion.

Since the Bureau of Land Management sent two invitation letters, the real estate developers who were invited to come brought people who were qualified to share their worries.

And they noticed a detail, Ning of Lingyun Company is always the only real estate boss who takes the initiative to stand up and fight wine. It's just that then he was pulled back by the girl next to him.

Everyone was still secretly laughing at the girl as she finally sat down on the chair at the table.

They were laughing at the Mr. Ning who went back, the real estate developer with an elegant temperament, and the real estate developer who had always made them jealous. The bookish guy.

Ning Feiyang wanted to stand up and participate in this ring, but the steps he had just taken were grabbed by a hand stretched out next to him.

"Mr. Ning, let me come. Since the other CEOs don't come forward, you shouldn't come forward either. Our Lingyun company can't lose momentum if it loses. Su Qing's eyes stared fiercely at the provocative gaze on the other side.

"Su Qing, don't mess around. What is the occasion? I don't care what face I have, as long as I can't show weakness. In this scenario, the target plot is no longer important. I just can't throw in the towel easily. Letting you show up as a kid is the biggest failure, or at least a joke. You dodge. Ning Feiyang vented his anger in a low voice. He was frustrated and even more annoyed by his missteps.

In the mall, any one negligence can lead to failure.

I'm facing defeat right now. A failure of the sac.

The hand that grabbed Ning Feiyang did not let go.

"Mr. Ning, believe me. I'm not sure not to get drunk, but I'm sure they don't know how terrible a woman's persistence is. I can assure you that I am by no means the first to get drunk. Besides, I can confuse them if I go. Make them feel like we're making a gesture to quit the competition. We're not going to be a joke. If you fail, it only means that you don't take this fight seriously. Believe me. Hehe. Su Qing whispered her resoluteness in Ning Feiyang's ear.

At the moment when Ning Feiyang hesitated, Su Qing had already rushed out and sat in the position of Lingyun Company's wine fight.

There was a chaotic burst of startled voices.

Li Chengchun glanced at Ning Feiyang with a suspicious look, and Ning Feiyang shook his head with a wry smile.

Everyone had already lost a large part of their interest in this fight, which had long been commonplace, but the appearance of this young girl suddenly aroused everyone's interest.

The chaotic scene also fell silent because of the girl's appearance.

Yan Kejian's slight snoring suddenly became clear and audible.

Everyone couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

"Alright, let's get started. Lao Zhou, pour wine. Li Chengchun waved his hand. He whispered orders.

It was in this eerie silence that the wine fight began. It was not only because of the curiosity and shock brought to them by the girls, but also because of the incredible sound sleep of the leaders of the Land Management Bureau.

This silence puts a lot of psychological pressure on all the drinkers.

They prefer a hearty drinking environment. But the weirdness of the boss behind them collectively falling into silence brought them a completely uncomfortable environment.

After three consecutive rounds of drinking, the surprise in the eyes of all the spectators grew stronger and stronger.

They waited for the girl to look out of the ordinary. It is impossible for a girl of this age to carry the pass of three rounds of one cup and one tael.

No one would believe that a parent would let their daughter drink like that.

Sometimes, lifestyle habits determine a person's personality and diet.

The girl drank the wine in front of her round by round without expression.

All of them noticed one detail. The girl didn't frown. She didn't hesitate to move.

Not only that, but the girl's drinking action brings out the grace of nothing.

All those who watched the battle should have completely abandoned their mocking looks, and they began to exchange their expressions of surprise for appreciation.

The second successive three-wheel fight begins to give a sense of the strength of the fighter.

The contest seems to have just begun.

The fighter began to increase the frequency, as if this was the only way to put pressure on his opponent.

The girl did not increase the frequency with the men, she still maintained the same frequency as she did at the beginning, and still maintained the elegance of the women when drinking.

The detail that still didn't frown made the three male bartenders who had stopped look at each other.

The pressure quickly shifted to the three male drinkfighters. Any small smile behind them would be interpreted by them as a mockery of themselves.

The admiration of the onlookers has gradually turned to amazement.

Ning Feiyang had a bit of a trance, and he didn't believe his eyes.

With your own knowledge of drinking. Six rounds of rapid wine fighting, six taels of 52 degrees of Wuliangye have made the wine fighters enter the most difficult stage.

But Su Qing's performance made him in an unbelievable trance.

Su Qing's words were still lingering in her ears. Is she insisting? What kind of perseverance does it take to persist like this? Is there another side to her that she doesn't know for herself? Or does she have a special constitution?

A series of doubts made Ning Feiyang absent-minded, and he deliberately let himself fall into chaos and fall into a trance. He couldn't bear to continue to pay attention to the next scene of the wine fight.

The third three rounds make the drinker take on a different shape. Everyone's face was filled with a heavy smell of alcohol. Or flushing, or pale. Or sweating, or panting.

The girl's face flushed, and her breasts began to rise and fall noticeably.

Everyone noticed a detail, and the girl who had been drinking with her head down began to look at each of the drinkers one by one.

It was clear, but with a cruel look.

By the end of the fourth third round, one of the bartenders had begun to shake and he was no longer able to hold steady. The other's wheezing became unusually heavy, and his breathing was more like pulling the bellows.

The girl still maintained her usual frequency in the fourth round, except that one of her hands was already on her chest.

Her eyes were no longer focused on the other two, and she focused all her eyes on the last opponent who was just sweating.

The girl's cruel look had faded, and the smell of alcohol had made her eyes hazy.

Everyone knows that this is a tipping point for girls. She's fighting the intrusion of alcohol.

The fifth round of three began, only this time it was not as smooth as before.

There was trouble with the first drink, and the boob fighter, whose body was shaking, couldn't put the glass to his mouth. In the end, he poured the wine into his mouth with difficulty. The way he swallowed made everyone watching the battle feel sorry for him.

The panting bartender began to dull his movements.

The girl stared at the last opponent, and took advantage of the moment when the opponent hesitated, she drank her own wine in one gulp, and then she stared at the opponent fiercely. The opponents also drank their own wine.

The duel of the second glass finally brought the wobbly drinker to the table. He muttered muttered, unable to sit up again.

Girls still focus more on their opponents than on their glasses. The haze in her eyes became thicker and thicker, but the moment she frowned and insisted on opening her eyes, there would be a flash of clarity.

The guy who was panting at the end of the third cup also lay on the table. He started vomiting.

No one paid any attention to the vomiting scene. The smell of alcohol that filled the room had long since masked the smell of vomit.

The remaining two drinkers stared at each other fiercely. They both regard provocation against each other as more important than wine.

Ning Feiyang's shoulder was slapped hard. He was awakened.

"Okay, Mr. Ning. I'm convinced of you. Where did you find such a superb? What a convincing girl. Mr. Zhang, the defeated Zhongcheng Real Estate, was amazed.

"Yes, to borrow a young man's words, girls are too stylish, too charming. Those eyes are so determined. It takes a lot of perseverance. served. This is the first time I am convinced of Mr. Ning. In the future, if there is a need for brothers, please say hello. Mr. Li, who was also defeated, gently patted Ning Feiyang's shoulder.

Ning Feiyang smiled bitterly, and he finally set his sights on the girl.

In the end, the eye waves that the drinkers of Jinchi Real Estate saw in the eyes of the girls made his heart move. The girl at this moment made him soften. It also shook his confidence.

The girl's hazy eyes exuded bewitchment, and the feeling of her heart swaying made her feel in a trance. Feeling discouraged

Drink the bitterness and spiciness, and when you look up, you can see a pair of eyes that are getting hazy and hazy. There was a hint of clarity in the eyes, a hint of charm.

His heavy eyelids seemed to be gradually hypnotized.

opened his eyes fiercely, and what he encountered was still the charm of the rippling water.

Close your eyes, keep the charm of Yingying, keep the intoxicating haze.

"He's. It's so troublesome to drink with women. "It's a glimpse of sobriety, a hint of helplessness that passes before sinking into the darkness.

Yan Kejin finally breathed a long sigh of relief after the last drinker slammed it on the table.

He remembered the girl who was still holding on.

I remembered the stubborn wide-open eyes under the wrinkled brow.

Remembered the haze that flowed under the long eyelashes.