"Xiao Zhong, can you ask, how much wine can you drink?"

In the car.

Dai Zongye asked curiously.

"Well, I'm not sure, I'm not drunk." Zhong Zili couldn't say how much wine he could drink.

"Haven't been drunk? How much is that? Dai Zongye continued to ask.

"I think I can drink it all the time, I haven't tried it."

Boy!

Dai Zongye called him a good guy.

Jiang Shuo is a big drunkard, if he can be overturned at the wine table, this script will definitely be able to get his hands on it.

Su Cheng glared at Dai Zongye.

"Dai Zongye."

"Huh?"

"That's not how people use it."

Su Cheng's tone was serious, and he clearly gave Dai Zongye a warning.

"What is this Jiang Shuo, I respect him as a film master, so I came to Jingzhou to talk to him in person."

"If it's a big drunkard, whether this can be done or not depends entirely on whether you can drink, then I don't think it's okay not to take this script, it's not necessary."

It is difficult for Su Cheng to associate art with alcoholics.

Although there are many great artists in the history of art, they all drink to themselves, and they don't rely on drinking to talk about things.

Jiang Shuo's impression suddenly lowered a notch in Su Cheng's heart.

And Dai Zongye's status also dropped a level in Su Cheng's heart.

Dai Zongye observed from the rearview mirror that Su Cheng's face was not very good, and he was particularly serious.

The last time he saw Su Cheng's expression was when he acquired the two major theater chains in the north and south.

"Mr. Su, I was wrong, Miss Zhong, please forgive me."

Dai Zongye immediately apologized to Su Cheng and Zhong Zili.

Su Cheng didn't speak.

Zhong Zili didn't think there was anything.

When he was in the hospital just now, Dai Zongye was quicker than anyone else, and as soon as he said what he was going to do, before they could react, Dai Zongye had already finished it.

"It's okay, it's okay, Mr. Dai, you can just watch and tell me later, I'll act according to your eyes."

"Don't, don't."

Su Cheng was furious at this moment, where did Dai Zongye dare to move such crooked thoughts!

The three of them soon arrived at a courtyard house in Jingzhou.

A butler was at the door to greet him.

"It's Mr. Su, Mr. Dai, right?"

"Yes."

"I'll help you park the car, you can walk along here after you enter the door."

This is a courtyard house located within the second ring road of Jingzhou.

When you enter the garden, you can see a lot of flowers and plants that have been carefully cared for.

A three-in, three-out courtyard design is initially estimated to be at least a few hundred square meters.

In Jingzhou, this kind of yard is worth at least hundreds of millions!

According to what the butler had just said, they walked through the door, and after a few minutes, the three of them arrived at the main hall.

Jiang Shuo shaved his head, wore a pair of black round-framed glasses, wore a black T-shirt, loose sweatpants, and sat on a chair with Erlang's legs crossed.

Seeing the arrival of the three people, he immediately got up to greet them.

"Mr. Su, Mr. Dai." Jiang Shuo smiled and arched his hand, it was still the old school of Jingzhou style.

"I'm sorry Mr. Jiang, I've been waiting for you for a long time." Dai Zongye responded.

Jiang Shuo glanced at the time quietly, 19:55.

Didn't be late.

He immediately showed a satisfied smile on his face: "It's okay, it's okay, we made an appointment at eight o'clock, and it's only seven o'clock now!" ”

"Let's eat and talk at the table?"

"Okay!"

Eating at Jiang Shuo's house today can be regarded as the highest etiquette for hospitality in Jingzhou.

Dinner.

It can be seen that Jiang Shuo does respect Su Cheng and Dai Zongye more.

Dai Zongye thought that he would eat out, but he didn't expect it to be a family banquet.

Then there is a high probability that this matter will be negotiated!

The family feast was tidied up.

"I specially invited the cook to make it at home, Mr. Su, Mr. Dai, and this young lady, try the craft." Jiang Shuo introduced with a smile.

Soon.

Two bottles of Feitian Moutai were served.

Dai Zongye had just made a mistake in front of Su Cheng, and he wanted to show that he had contracted all the things of pouring wine and turning the table, and he didn't need Su Cheng to move at all.

He also said good things.

"Come on, let's go first!"

Jiang Shuo raised his glass.

Su Cheng, Dai Zongye, and Zhong Zili also raised their glasses.

"Huh? Does this young lady want to drink it too? Jiang Shuo acquiesced that women don't drink, but he didn't expect her to raise her glass as well.

"Where is there anyone who doesn't drink at the wine table, as long as Mr. Jiang can be happy, I can drink as much as I want." Zhong Zili said.

She does it from the heart.

But I didn't want to make Jiang Shuo happy.

She wanted to help Su Cheng and take down the script in Jiang Shuo's hand, so she said so.

"Good!"

"It's refreshing!"

"I don't know what to call it?"

Jiang Shuo asked happily.

"My name is Zhong Zili, and Mr. Jiang can call me Xiao Zhong."

"Okay, Mr. Su, Mr. Dai, Xiao Zhong, let's have a toast!"

Smack.

As soon as the cup was touched, the four of them drank it all.

Su Cheng doesn't drink alcohol often, and he doesn't like the taste of this alcohol, and the expression on his face is indescribable.

Dai Zongye often socializes, and his alcohol consumption should be relatively good among his peers, and he can drink about a catty.

As for Zhong Zili.

The expression on her face was even more exaggerated, as if she had drunk a cup of poison.

This expression even made Su Cheng and Dai Zongye wonder if Zhong Zili couldn't drink at all, why was the expression on his face so exaggerated!

"Miss Zhong, don't force it if you can't drink it." Jiang Shuo persuaded after seeing it.

"It's okay, I'm just a little sensitive to alcohol, so it's out of the way."

Zhong Zili took a cup, and his face turned red within a few minutes.

Medically, this is a substance secreted by the human body that is degrading alcohol.

The rest of the chat basically revolves around the parents.

Jiang Shuo dried cup by cup, Su Cheng and Dai Zongye soon couldn't stand it, and their consciousness had begun to appear in a trance.

Only Zhong Zili, although every time she drank, the expression on her face was very exaggerated, but after she finished drinking, she sat in her position dignified as if she was fine, waiting for the next round of wine.

Su Cheng calculated, and now Zhong Zili has drunk more than a catty.

"Zili, I have something in the car, you can help me see if it's still there." Su Cheng had something to say.

He doesn't want Zhong Zili to drink anymore, so if he drinks like this, he won't have to go to the hospital for gastric lavage?

So Su Cheng deliberately found a reason to let Zhong Zili leave.

"Eh, Mr. Su, this wine hasn't been drunk yet, how can I go?" Jiang Shuo persuaded Zhong Zili to stay.

"Then I'll have a few more drinks with Jiang Lao."

A few rounds down.

Su Cheng and Dai Zongye didn't drink it.

Only Zhong Zili and Jiang Shuo were drinking.

The six bottles of Moutai have been emptied.

Two catties of them went into Jiang Shuo's stomach.

There are also two catties into Zhong Zili's stomach.

No matter how Su Cheng tried to dissuade him, Zhong Zili refused to put down his wine glass.

Su Cheng glared at Dai Zongye helplessly at this time.

If he hadn't brought up the matter of drinking, Zhong Zili wouldn't have come over.

In order to get a script, Zhong Zili tossed himself like this, but Su Cheng was distressed to death.