"What?" Cheng Hao smiled: "Don't you dare?"

"It's too easy to get drunk when you drink like this!" Wei said worriedly.

"Dare!" Rat Head nodded: "What don't you dare, isn't it liquor, if you have the ability, you can get some beer!"

"Yes!" the hound also threw off his arms, ready to get started.

The waiter placed three bottles of liquor on the table.

"Come on!"

The three of them didn't use Wei to carefully count, picked up the liquor bottle and began to pour it into their throats.

"Goo dong goo dong!" the liquor poured into his throat like cold water.

The hound, who had already drunk two bottles of foreign wine, was obviously a little unable to hold on at the moment, and his speed could not catch up with the two of them.

Seeing that the two men were about to finish drinking, the hound immediately stepped on the toes of the rat's head.

"Ah!" the rat head screamed, knowing that it was really the hound who had done it badly to him, and continued to drink in pain.

"Oops!" The hound didn't expect this kid to have good concentration, and then began to exert force again under his feet.

"Poof", with a bang, the rat's head sprayed all the wine on the face of the hound.

"It's delicious, it's been a long time since I've been so relaxed. ”

The hound was not angry at all, and quickly poured wine into his throat and eyes.

"What the hell do you mean?"

But the hound ignored him, and poured wine into his throat and eyes.

"Oops!" the rat's head was not good, and he quickly poured it into his throat.

However, taking his rat head was the last one to drink.

"When!" said the rat head, slamming the bottle on the table, and said unhappily, "I don't accept it, the hound makes the hound trample on me!"

"Haha!" the hound laughed: "Who made the trick step on my foot first? Lao Tzu can treat others the way they do!"

"You..." The rat's head pointed at the hound, since there was no excuse for a while.

"Drink it, you!" Cheng Hao didn't say a word, and handed a bottle of liquor to the rat head.

"Yes!" the hound followed, "Drink it quickly, we are still waiting for you to finish drinking and change beer!"

"What's that?" the rat swallowed and foamed, "Can you take a break?"

"Poof!" the hound slapped on the table: "What nonsense, drink, you'll be!"

As soon as he had finished speaking, the hound unscrewed the bottle and grabbed the rat's neck and poured it into his throat.

"Don't, don't!" the rat head struggled, and Cheng Hao immediately helped.

Under the brute force of the two people, the rat head had no choice but to drink such a bottle of liquor.

"No, no!" his face was flushed, and he was half-lying on the table, waving his hand constantly.

"Are you cowardly?" the hound immediately fell into the well: "How much do you drink?"

Cheng Hao also followed: "The rat head should be very drinkable, these are only three bottles, it's a little meaning!"

In the face of the cynicism of the two, the rat's eyes were red, and he slapped the table: "Come on, come on!"

Three more bottles of beer were served.

"Goo knock goo dong!" the three of them almost all drained the wine in their glasses in one go.

This time, all three of them drank it at the same time.

"Come again!" the rat head, who had already drunk too much, began to be fearless.

In this way, the three of them kept changing wine and fighting wine.

In less than an hour, the floor was full of wine bottles.

"Bang!" the rat's head fell on the table, tears streaming from his eyes: "Woo woo..."

"Are you crying?" said the hound, blushing, "It's really useless!"

"Don't cry, you have something to say!" Cheng Hao couldn't help laughing, remembering the rat's words before drinking, don't cry if you drink too much.

The rat wiped his tears and said with a suffocated face: "I'm wronged, I've been wronged in my life!

"Woo woo!" the rat's head burst into tears.

"Hahahaha!" Cheng Hao and the hound looked at each other and laughed, "This kid with a rat head is really unproductive!"

"I'm so bad?" the rat shouted at the top of his voice, "Why the hell am I out of business?"

"Don't talk!" Cheng Hao stopped the rat head and pushed a bottle of wine to the rat head: "Drink, drink!"

The rat head took the wine bottle and didn't say a word, leaned his neck and wiped his mouth: "I'll tell you..."

"Drink, drink!" said the hound, seeing that the rat-headed boy was still talking, and pushed a bottle of wine to him.

"Drink!" said the rat head, picking up the bottle, "Drink too!"

"Drink, drink!" the two of them also picked up their bottles.

"Knock knock!" said the rat head to himself with another bottle of wine.

"When!" slammed the bottle on the table, and the rat head said, "I'll tell you..."

"Bang!" Before he could finish speaking, the rat's head went straight under the table.

"Drink too much!" Cheng Hao smiled.

Then there was the sound of a rat's head snoring from under the table.

The hound half-squinted his eyes and said, "I'll help him go to the back dormitory to sleep!"

"Go!" Cheng Hao flicked his hand.

The hound picked up the rat's head, and the two men staggered away.

Cheng Hao looked at the watch on his wrist, it was already past one o'clock in the morning, he didn't go back to the villa, and went upstairs directly.

took off his clothes indiscriminately, and Cheng Hao got into his bed.

"Ahh

As soon as he went out, he swallowed it into his stomach again, and it was Cheng Hao lying next to him.

"Alas!" Wei Xin couldn't help but sigh lightly: "How much have you drunk?"

"Whew... Cheng Hao's snoring sounded.

The next morning, the sun was shining and the birds were singing.

Hongchen Group has become a hot topic on the Internet because of Gong Long's case, and for a while, the streets and alleys were discussing things about Hongchen Group.

In the afternoon of this day, Cheng Hao personally led more than a dozen salesmen from the Ministry of Construction to go deep into the urban village to carry out a new round of lobbying work.

The urban village is not peaceful, and Cheng Hao deliberately let the rat head and the hunting dog bring dozens of brothers to protect the safety of the salesmen at all times.

Under the leadership of Zhang Xiaoli, the salesmen traveled to many households in the urban villages, but with little success, and did not sign any of them.

However, fortunately, the villagers in the urban village have a much better attitude towards the people of Hongchen Group.

"How is it?" Cheng Hao, who had been crossing Erlang's legs in the car, looked at the returning crowd.

"Not good!" Zhang Xiaoli shook her head: "It seems that our work still needs to be deepened!"

Before Zhang Xiaoli's words were finished, a Land Rover on the other side of the alley kept honking its horn, and the people in the car were still yelling: "Who is blocking Lao Tzu's road?"

"Who is so arrogant?" said the rat head as he walked out of the alley, but saw the very arrogant guy on the Land Rover and his second uncle Shen Cannon.

"Hahaha!" Lu Zi leaned out of the car window and smiled: "It's you stupid b!"

"Grandson greeted your grandfather like this?" The rat head shook his head: "Your father should really discipline you!"