Bai Yi whispered to Gu Xiuyuan: "What if you lose." ”

"I'll wash your clothes for a month."

White clothes bargained, "two months." ”

"Then what if the poor road wins."

"I'll wash you for two months."

Gu Xiuyuan nodded with satisfaction, "Deal." ”

Everyone in the hall gathered around and talked about it. They are all friends of Boss Sun, and they know how big he is, Boss Sun has been cultivated by his father since he was a child, and he threw him in a wine vat at the age of one or two, and in the Chamber of Commerce in Nanzhan Buzhou, there are few people who are his opponents, even if they are, they have not been born yet.

But take care of Xiuyuan, a little Taoist priest who is sven...... The Immortal Palace should not be able to get the money.

The person who questioned Boss Sun's amount of alcohol just now proposed to fight for wine sneakily rubbed to Yang Ying'er's side and pinched her buttocks, "How do you want to thank me, little beauty?" ”

Yang Ying'er stuffed her handkerchief into the palm of his hand from behind her and threw him a wink, "Let you dispose of it." ”

Boss Sun is calm and relaxed, not angry and arrogant. Gu Xiuyuan bowed respectfully and generously.

After the steward gave the order, the two of them quickly picked up the wine bowl, and the two of them drank urgently, but they were very steady, and not a drop of wine dropped. Mu Zisu counted on the side, and basically tied it.

Seeing that there were fewer and fewer bowls on the table, and the bodies of the two of them were gradually shaking, Gu Xiuyuan's hand holding the bowl trembled a little. And Boss Sun obviously risked his life for the sake of face, how could he lose to a small junior as a big boss? Or is it an elder of a small sect that is not well known?

Yang Ying'er was very happy to see the excitement, she actually didn't want to watch Gu Xiuyuan lose, because it was normal for him to lose. She wanted to see the scene where he won and Boss Sun was kicked out again. She was about to go crazy thinking about it, and the demonic aura in her eyes became a little stronger.

After a long time, there were no more bowls left on the table, and Gu Xiuyuan's drinking speed gradually slowed down, and when he drank the last bowl, he could barely stand firm by holding on to the table. He panted and said, "Boss Sun...... It's really massive, and it really lives up to its name......"

Boss Sun sneered at him.

After counting on both sides, the steward said loudly: "Forty-nine bowls of Gu Xiuyuan of the Immortal Palace - fifty-one bowls of Boss Sun, Xiaoxiang Pavilion wins!" ”

Forty-nine?

Yang Ying'er didn't succeed, Gu Xiuyuan didn't win, she stared at Gu Xiuyuan hatefully and scolded in her heart--What are you pretending to be a dead Taoist! At the beginning, I was able to burst the wine worms of Shenweimen, and I drank hundreds of bowls without incident, but now there are only forty-nine bowls?! You are clearly losing, you are deliberately losing! Still pretending to be drunk! Shameless!

But since they lost, the Immortal Palace could pack up and go home, and they didn't have anything to do with it from now on. This time, she has earned enough face for Shenweimen and the Luo family!

The person next to him also discussed.

"No, the Immortal Palace is still too young."

"Yes, if I want to say that I shouldn't go down, it's death both horizontally and vertically."

"They are still young, and they will remember to suffer a few more losses in the future."

And yet—

Boss Sun's cold face suddenly smiled, and he said to Gu Xiuyuan: "What a young man who is strategizing, he is really terrifying!" ”

All???

Yang Ying'er???

Why did Boss Sun suddenly praise Gu Xiuyuan and hold his hand amiably?!

Although Bai Yi and Mu Zisu didn't know what the result would be and how Gu Xiuyuan would break the game, they believed him.

Boss Sun patted Gu Xiuyuan on the shoulder and said to everyone: "I have been in the wine market and business for dozens of years, reading countless people, and seeing the truth after drinking. This little brother has never lost his words, is not rude, and does not lose his attitude, which can be called a master. Second, when I fought with him, I knew best that his quantity did not stop there. I'm afraid he will be better than me, but he knows his duty, his status, and he knows how to keep his score. He smiled meaningfully, "He cares about my face, he can't win me, but it's hard for me to win." Little brother, you really win my heart! ”