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Chapter 339: You Can't Fight To Get Drunk

If you ask others for help, you will be destined to be inferior to others.

Not to mention drinking a few glasses of white wine, even pretending to be grandson, Wei Wanyang could still call the other party "Grandpa" without blushing and gasping!

"Mr. Ou said this, but I'll be ruined."

"Since Miss Wei is so sincere, if I don't appreciate it, it seems... I can't argue. This old saying is good. If you want to forgive others, please forgive others. It is better to resolve enemies than to make them!"

The woman nodded: "That's the reason."

"But Qin Qin embarrassed me in front of so many people last time, and she even yelled to go through judicial procedures and sue me for rape..."

"Hey! She is a little girl and has never seen the world. If you have a lot of it, don't bother with her?"

The man had no interrupted anger at all, and he didn't care that the tall hat "Sir has a lot" was put down, and he was completely trapped. He just stared at the beautiful side face with a smile, and his eyes gradually became darker.

Speaking of which, Wei Wanyang is also a great beauty.

Even the simplest white shirt was worn on her, it was always exuding a fatal temptation.

Compared to Qin Qin's small astringent fruit in her early twenties, Wei Wanyang is a ripe peach, which is delicious and juicy and fragrant. The most rare thing is that she is not old, but she is full of charm.

Ou Zhidong has collected many women, from first-tier actresses to young models of 18th-tier. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are "numerous women to read". I have never seen this one of Wei Wanyang.

Between a girl and a young woman, charm and youth coexist.

"It's okay not to care," the man suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse twice, inexplicably obscure, "Unless, you can replace Qin Qin and stay with me for one night."

The woman's smile was stagnant, and most of the wine was poured out, wetting the back of her hands, the coolness penetrated her pores and reached her heart, and then spread to her limbs.

At some point, Wei Wanyang wanted to slap the other party without hesitation, sneered twice, and left.

Like a proud and inviolable peacock.

But the reality is that Ou Zhidong holds Feiyang Entertainment in his hand. If she wants to complete the acquisition, she must pass this level first!

If she missed this opportunity and the studio's development was hindered, then for a long time in the future, she would not be able to get rid of Song Qian's custody, so how could she regain Xiaole's custody?

So, she can't leave, or even...can't refuse!

Ou Zhidong: "Since I'm talking about this, I won't beat around the bush. Stay here tonight and write down the previous matters, how about it?"

No matter how turbulent my heart was, my face was still calm. Wei Wanyang: "Sorry, my hand slipped."

As he said that, he wiped off the wine stains on his hand, took the bottle, filled it again, and said to himself: "Mr. Ou has a big appetite, and he doesn't know if the alcohol content is proportional?"

A trace of interest flashed in the man's eyes, and he jumped and excitedly: "Oh? Do you have any good suggestions?"

"Why, let's compare?"

"How to compare?"

"Of course, it's up to who will fall first. I fall down and let Mr. Ou deal with it. But if..." She paused for a moment, raised her hand to put it on the man's shoulder, leaned closer, and smiled, "If you fall down, you must agree to me with a condition."

The soft and soft fragrance of nephrite was approaching, and a hint of vigilance still flashed through the man's eyes: "What conditions?"

"I haven't thought about it yet. I'll tell you after I've thought about it. Just like... in "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", Zhao Min treats Zhang Wuji like this, and it's interesting to think about it!"

The man frowned, as if he was hesitating, but he was a little moved by what Zhao Min and Zhang Wuji said.

Wei Wanyang picked up the wine glass and handed it to the man, "Don't tell me, don't you dare?"

"Ha! Get me excited?"

There was no trace of embarrassment or guilt on the woman's face, but her smile even more: "Yes, I'm just urging you! So, is it better to compare?" The snow-white fingertips pinched the wine glass, implying an invitation.

The man raised his hand to take it, "Okay! If it is better than others, I may have considered it, but in terms of alcohol tolerance, I, Ou Zhidong, have never lost anyone, I am afraid that you will not be able to stand the person in the end."

The woman raised her chin and looked down upon her, "Don't say too much, I'll know after trying."

"Hahaha...I just like your hot energy!"

Next, the table of delicacies became a foil, and more and more empty wine bottles were empty.

Ou Zhidong smiled and drank the glass of white wine, but his eyes stuck to Wei Wanyang's face, and he tossed and turned to his neck from time to time and went down.

She took advantage of the action of pouring wine and avoided sideways, "Come on, Mr. Ou, I'll give you another drink."

Twenty minutes later.

A thin layer of crimson appeared on the man's cheeks, and the sound of gasping became worse. On the other hand, the woman's face was as normal as she was even a little paler than before she drank.

Ou Zhidong looked surprised, and his eyes became more excited: "I have good alcohol tolerance. It seems that I really have two brushes."

Wei Wanyang suppressed the vomiting that was surging in his abdomen and said lightly: "Otherwise, I wouldn't dare to compete with you?"

The man's eyes darkened, "It's too troublesome to drink one cup after another. Why don't we blow on the bottle?"

"Okay." Accepted happily.

Only then did Ou Zhidong really take it seriously. Seeing the woman's calm look, her heart became increasingly unsure.

Newly opened Wuliangye, one bottle per person.

"Wanyang, are you sure you still have to continue comparing?"

“Why not?”

The man's eyelids suddenly jumped, but he said pity: "You, how can women be so powerful? This bottle can cost half of their life, and it's still too late to admit defeat."

"Mr. Ou, you say that, you underestimate us women too much."

“…”

Wei Wanyang: "I will do it first, so you can take it slowly." After saying that, he raised his head and poured it hard.

The man's eyes were bloodshot: "You!"

Maybe it was because of the drunkenness or the competitive spirit, Ou Zhidong began to drink wildly with red eyes.

As a result, I was less than half a bottle and was already unconscious and was drunk in my seat.

Seeing this, Wei Wanyang put down the wine bottle and pushed the man's shoulder, "Mr. Ou? Don't sleep, let's continue drinking..."

"No... hiccup... no more..."

"How can this work? The winner has not been decided yet."

Responding to her was a snoring sound.

The woman breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly her expression changed drastically and she rushed out of the private room.

Covering his mouth, he stumbled into the bathroom, and slugged on the bathroom, which lasted for two minutes.

Wei Wanyang had a good drinker. In the first few years, in order to grab resources and establish relationships, she went out for social events many times, and she went to dinners of less than a thousand or eight hundred.

It is also common to have a few games a night.

People who were originally not drunk had developed a little bit by bit.

When the studio got on track and her fame gradually increased, she slowly retreated to the second line.

Unexpectedly, there is still a chance to come back today.

Wei Wanyang looked up at himself in the mirror and suddenly felt that it was a little ridiculous.

Or... sad?

Fortunately, she won the bet, so everything is worth it.

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"In the small conference room."

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The moment the door was pushed open, the woman standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window turned around.

"Hello for the first time, my name is Chen Huan."
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