Tang Shuirou also laughed sarcastically: "But some people don't seem to think so. He thinks that if he can work hard, he will be invincible."
"Even my brother-in-law doesn't take him seriously."
Tang Qingqian didn't speak from beginning to end. She was completely immersed in the shock of Qin Feng's words "My family is Qingqian" just now.
"Yeah?"
Wazan looked proud and walked up to Qin Feng and stretched out his hand: "Nice to meet you."
Qin Feng smiled faintly, slowly stretched out his hand, and held Wazan tightly.
The moment when both palms meet.
Qin Feng felt a powerful force suddenly coming from the opponent's palm. Vazan's palm kept exerting force, like a vise, trying to crush Qin Feng's hand bones!
Qin Feng had a smile on his face, and let Wazzana's giant hand squeeze hard. The two of them clenched their palms tightly, and the air seemed to freeze at this moment.
One minute.
Two minutes.
three minutes……
Time passed by minute by second, and the two people's palms were tightly clasped together, with no intention of separating.
A flash of astonishment flashed across Vazan's dark face. No one had ever been able to hold on for so long under his palm, and no one could resist his deliberate and continuous exertion without changing his expression.
You must know that the strength in his hands now can even bend steel bars.
But the young man in front of him remained motionless, having been in a stalemate with himself for so long.
Qin Feng smiled: "You are happy too early."
Vazan looked calm on the surface, but only he knew that his back was covered with sweat at this moment.
But the corners of Qin Feng's mouth became increasingly playful.
The stalemate lasted longer and longer, and Vazan's expression changed slightly, as if he was riding a tiger with difficulty.
Qin Feng suddenly shook his palm slightly and scratched Vazan's palm twice with his middle finger.
Wazan's dark face was shocked, and he immediately let go and took two steps back.
"What are you doing?" Vozan yelled in very broken Chinese.
"Sorry, I'm a doctor. When we shook hands just now, I found that your kidneys were not in good condition, so I subconsciously scratched your three fire points."
"Occupational habits."
Qin Feng looked apologetic: "But your kidneys are indeed not very good. If you need anything, you can come to me. For Young Master Yan's sake, I will give you a 50% discount on the consultation fee."
The pretty Tang Qingqian on the side couldn't help but purse her lips and didn't laugh.
Yan Zihao hurriedly stepped forward: "Master Wazan, please don't stand. Please sit down first."
Vozan took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and sat down.
"Everyone, thank you for coming to my and my fiancée Tang Qingqian's banquet today."
"Everyone is welcome to do whatever you want. On behalf of Qing Qian, I would like to do it first as a courtesy."
Yan Zihao raised his glass and drank the red wine in one gulp.
"Massive, Master Yan is really massive!"
"Young Master Yan was so happy that I did it too."
"I wish Mr. Yan and Miss Tang a happy marriage and a happy wedding as soon as possible."
Others stood up one after another, their faces full of respect.
Tang Qingqian did not move the glass, but shook the juice in the glass in her hand, and glanced at Qin Feng with her beautiful eyes intentionally or unintentionally.
Wazan drank a glass of wine and cast a provocative look at Qin Feng.
A sinister smile flashed in Yan Zihao's eyes, he picked up a bottle of Moutai and opened the cap: "Master Wazan, brother Qin, do you two want a drink?"
Qin Feng said calmly: "No, I don't like drinking very much."
"What are you afraid of? You're already here. Isn't it a bit unreasonable not to have a drink?"
Yan Zihao chuckled: "Or do you think my ranking in the wine industry is too low to be worthy of a great doctor like you?"
The faces of the other people at the wine table suddenly darkened.
"Even Young Master Yan has opened his mouth. If you don't drink, is it not giving Young Master Yan face?"
"What are you pretending to be? I'm just a bad doctor. Even if your dean comes here today, he doesn't have the qualifications to sit down!"
"You're shameless, Young Master Yan is too kind."
Those present were all prominent figures in Nandu's medical field. Even they stood up to clink glasses. Qin Feng's behavior made these people look very embarrassed.
This is blatant pretense.
Vozan sneered: "It seems that not only are Chinese people in poor physical condition, but none of them look like men when they drink."
Qin Feng smiled calmly: "I don't have any desire, but if Master Vazan insists on having a drink, there is no problem."
After speaking, he picked up the wine glass in front of him.
“What kind of cup do men use to drink?”
Wazan grabbed a bottle of Maotai, squeezed the mouth of the bottle with one hand, charged up his arm, and threw it towards Qin Feng.
A majestic force was poured into the wine bottle, and it flew through the air quickly. Many people did not even see how it disappeared. The next second, it appeared in Qin Feng's hand.
A flash of astonishment flashed across Vazan's cold eyes.
With that throw just now, he used the technique of slinging a stone into a weapon, with rapid speed and domineering strength, and aimed directly at Qin Feng's right shoulder, intending to smash his shoulder on the spot.
