Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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Wei Xi was still regretting the deal that was not concluded until he entered the private room. It was not until he saw the dishes on the table that he became much more excited. Xing Kai accidentally ran into Ruan Shixing. He was in a very good mood at the moment. As soon as he saw him, he shouted enthusiastically: “Wei Xi, where have you been? You made us wait for so long. Come on, come and order some food. We haven’t seen each other for so long. We brothers must drink until we are drunk.”
In order to make it impossible for Wei Xi to refuse, he specially asked for the most expensive state banquet menu and the most precious cellar wine list of the State Guest House. When Wei Xi opened it and saw the dazzling array of pictures of dishes, his eyes suddenly lit up: “Can I order whatever I want?”
Xing Kai thought that the cost of a table of dishes was nothing. Even the most expensive ones would only cost tens of thousands of yuan at most. He waved his hand and said, “Order whatever you want!”
Ten minutes later, Xing Kai ran out of the box in a panic, pulling one of his buddies and asking, “Did you bring your credit card with you?”
Wei Xi’s voice came out: “This, this, this, this, I want all of them.”
Waiter: “76-year-old Moutai? There are only ten bottles left.”
Wei Xi: “Well, let’s have ten bottles. And this and this.”
Waiter: “Lafite? How much?”
Wei Xi: “Bring up all the ones you have.”
Xing Kai’s legs went limp and his face turned pale.
The guy’s hair stood on end when he heard this. He took out his wallet and said tremblingly, “Brother, I, I don’t have enough credit cards to buy his Lafite.”
Xing Kai gritted his teeth and replied gloomily: “Don’t worry about it for now. How could he possibly finish so much wine? If it’s not opened, we can return it later. The most urgent thing is to get him drunk first.”
The buddy thought so too and immediately regained his confidence. After returning to the box, he took a look at the priceless drinks piled up together, swallowed his saliva, and began to persuade Wei Xi to drink as planned.
Wei Xi couldn’t drink much, so he seldom wanted to do these things outside. Over the years, he had only gotten drunk once in front of them. When he was drunk, he looked so well-behaved and easy to manipulate.
Half an hour later, Xing Kai and a few of his buddies huddled in the corner of the box. One of them asked cautiously, “Kai, Brother Kai, does he look drunk to you?”
Xing Kai silently looked at the handsome young man squatting on the table with a wine bottle in one hand and a roast chicken in the other and was speechless for a long time.
The man also looked over and felt something was very wrong. He scratched his head in confusion and said, “Who should ask him questions first?”
The curly-haired young man looked at the wine on the table and found that it seemed to be finished. He squinted his eyes and observed the bottle mouth for a while, then raised his hand and threw it away. He jumped off the table and took out another bottle from the box. He took a simple and rough bite at the neck of the bottle and spat out the broken glass and cork with a “pfft”.
Xing Kai looked in a trance at another empty wine box not far away: “………………”
He stepped forward hesitantly, not wanting to ask questions, and stretched out his hand to stop him: “Wei, Wei Xi, that’s enough, how can you keep drinking…”
Wei Xi raised his head and looked at me with a straight gaze, his cheeks flushed, and he said expressionlessly: “You regret it.”
Xing Kai was on the verge of a mental breakdown. He finally couldn’t hold back his anger after suppressing it for the entire night. “Regret, are you fu**ing kidding me!!!”
As soon as he finished speaking, a whistling sound of wind came into his ears.
….
Shuo Zong and his men rushed over and kicked open the door, only to see three tall men huddled in a corner and crying. One of them had blood all over his forehead and looked the most terrified.
The floor was littered with empty bottles. The thinnest young man in the room, with fluffy, well-behaved curly hair, was squatting on the dining table, holding a wine bottle in one hand and a pork leg in the other. He looked back with a curious, harmless look.
The friend walked over quickly and was silent for a long time when he saw this: “Is this the tragedy you were talking about?”
Shuo Zong: “…”
The next second, the curly-haired young man let go of his pig legs, opened his arms and jumped into the air, threw himself into Shuo Zong’s arms, and rubbed himself against Shuo Zong’s neck.
Friend: “…Is this the beast you said you found?”
Shuo Zong: “…”
The friend was furious: “You beast! Give me back the money I gave you!”
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