Chapter 362 [Three catties of wine in one breath! 】
Chapter 362 [Three pounds of wine in one breath!]
Afternoon.
Haisheng Hotel.
"Mr. Liang, are you serious about this?"
"Of course, I just like to deal with happy people."
"If we really drink three kilograms of wine, what about investment?"
"...Then I will conduct another inspection in your county."
Dong Xuebin smiled, took out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep breath, and looked up at Liang Zeyuan, who was sitting opposite him, "Mr. Liang, you said you like happy people, but why do I think you said that?"
Not too happy, just a re-examination? Doesn’t it mean much? Everyone knows what three pounds of wine is. Ordinary bartenders don’t have the capacity to drink. What’s more, we have already drank a lot just now, and we will drink another three pounds.
It’s basically impossible to get a kilo, Mr. Liang, to be honest, I also like to deal with happy people, but now..."
Lin Pingping knew that Director Dong was irritating him, so she blinked and looked over.
Liang Zeyuan smiled and said, "What does Director Dong mean?"
Dong Xuebin looked at him, "If we can drink three kilograms of wine, Mr. Liang, the investment thing is..."
"Haha..." Liang Zeyuan smiled and patted the table, "Since Director Dong has said it to this extent, I won't be happy to keep whining. Okay, I'll leave it here, as long as three kilograms of wine can
After drinking it in one breath, I can still afford the loss of tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands. I don't consider Dafeng County anymore. I just want to invest in Yantai County. There is no need for tomorrow. The inspection has been completed anyway, and we can negotiate the contract in the afternoon.
If everything goes well, it won't be a problem to sign the contract today, Director Dong, is this satisfying enough?"
Dong Xuebin said loudly: "Okay, happy."
Guo Panwei smiled and said: "Mr. Liang's courage is extraordinary."
Liang Zeyuan is indeed a sweet-tempered person, but he is not stupid either. Yesterday, he had tried Zhang Fan's drinking capacity, which was at most one kilogram, which was far worse than his own. Even if he had hidden some liquor, he could still drink more.
It's impossible to drink three kilograms of wine. You can't hold your nose and drink this wine in one breath. Three kilograms. A two kilogram bottle of Kweichow Moutai requires one and a half bottles. A one kilogram bottle of Moutai requires three bottles.
What is the concept? Liang Zeyuan himself is far from being able to drink so much wine. He drinks two kilograms while eating, but if he drinks it in one go, he can only drink one kilogram at most, so of course he doesn't think Xiao Zhang can drink it.
Three catties... or three catties of Maotai.
There are two two-pound bottles of Moutai on the table. Everyone drank a lot just now, and there is not much left.
Liang Zeyuan looked at the driver and said, "Go to my car and get two more bottles of Maotai."
"The two-pound bag may be gone," the driver said.
"Then take a pound of it and three bottles. Go quickly."
After a while, the driver came back from outside, holding three unopened boxes of Kweichow Moutai in his hands, placing them one by one in the middle of the table. Zhao Xinglong and Lin Pingping immediately stared at Zhang Fan. Dong Xuebin's efforts made this investment closer to them.
It's getting closer, and as long as Zhang Fan is willing to risk it, there's still a chance.
Lin Pingping encouraged: "Xiao Zhang, drink!"
Dong Xuebin also looked at Zhang Fan, "How is it? Is it okay?"
Zhang Fan just drank half a catty, which is almost enough. Now let alone three catties, he can't drink even one catty. This is life-threatening. Seeing that the section chief and director are looking at him, Zhang Fan has the heart to die.
He said, "Director, Chief Lin, I really... really can't drink three pounds."
Lin Pingping also understood that it was a bit overwhelming, but the project was so close to being won that it would be a pity to give up now.
After a pause, Lin Pingping gritted her molar teeth and said, "Huh, how about I give it a try."
Dong Xuebin looked at her and said, "Can you drink it?"
"It definitely won't work, but...let's try."
Lin Pingping knew that this was no longer a question of whether to drink or not. Director Dong had just let the words out and was bargaining with Liang Zeyuan to this point. In the end, if she and the others didn't even drink or try,
The China Merchants Group was in disgrace. Since Xiao Zhang didn't dare to drink, Lin Pingping had no choice but to do it by herself. She was already prepared to drink it and pass out. Her drinking capacity was not as good as Zhang Fan's.
Seeing her expression, Dong Xuebin understood that Lin Pingping couldn't drink, "Forget it."
"Director," Lin Pingping said, "I'll try my best."
Dong Xuebin shook his head and did not let her take the risk. Three kilograms of wine can definitely cause death. Are there not many people who drink to death every year? It is all due to excessive alcohol. Dong Xuebin had already planned in his heart. After stopping Lin Pingping,
He glanced at the table, reached out and grabbed a box of Maotai and opened it, then opened the second box, then the third box, and finally grabbed the bottle in his hand and unscrewed the lid, under the uncomprehending gazes of several people around him.
, Dong Xuebin stood up from the chair and took a deep breath, "...No one should argue, I will drink."
Lin Pingping was stunned, "Director! How can this be done!"
Guo Panwei was also shocked. After all, he was an old subordinate. He knew that Dong Xuebin was not a good drinker. "Director Dong, you can't do it, you must not do it!"
Dong Xuebin waved his hand, "I'm fine."
"Xiao Dong!" Zhao Xinglong suddenly made a serious face. He was really afraid that something would happen to Dong Xuebin. There were not many subordinates, but Dong Xuebin was the leader. This was no joke.
As soon as Liang Zeyuan heard that Dong Xuebin wanted to drink, he immediately became interested, "Director Dong is hiding his secrets."
Dong Xuebin smiled and said: "Don't praise me, Mr. Liang. My drinking capacity is really average, but today I have risked my life to make Mr. Liang a friend."
Lin Pingping said anxiously: "Director!"
Zhang Fan didn't know what to say. Originally, a subordinate was supposed to protect the leader from drinking, but now why is it the leader who stands up?
Those are three bottles of Maotai!
Even if you drink three bottles of boiled water, you still have to pinch your nose!
The caps of the three bottles of Moutai have been unscrewed and placed in front of Dong Xuebin one by one. At this point, no one knows that Dong Xuebin can't be persuaded, so they can only watch anxiously. Guo Panwei and Lin Pingping are standing next to them, ready if Director Dong stands.
If he couldn't hold it any longer, they would definitely go over to help him immediately. Zhao Xinglong's brows became solemn. Liang Zeyuan and his driver also looked sideways, neither thinking that Dong Xuebin could really drink three kilograms.
Dong Xuebin doesn't think so either, he still has this bit of self-awareness.
Three kilograms? If he drinks another three liang, he will faint and fall to the ground. Three kilograms more? This is nonsense!
But Dong Xuebin had his own tricks. When he was just eating, he was thinking about a question. As the leader of the China Merchants Bureau, drinking will be indispensable in carrying out work in the future. What should he do if he encounters a situation where he has to drink? The answer
It didn't take long. Just when Liang Zeyuan suggested drinking, he suddenly came up with a trick called "Crossing the Sea", which could make his "drinking capacity" almost unlimited.
Under the eyes of everyone, Dong Xuebin raised a bottle of Kweichow Moutai, put the bottle mouth to his mouth, and poured the wine into his mouth.
Everyone watched without blinking, and this bold way of drinking made people feel a little frightened.
Gulu gulu, Dong Xuebin's mouth became more and more bulging, and there was more and more wine in his mouth.
OK!
stop!
…
Time stood still for an instant! Everything stopped!
Dong Xuebin glanced at Liang Zeyuan, Lin Pingping and others who were fixed there. As soon as he let go, the Moutai bottle floated in the air. Dong Xuebin turned around with his mouth bulging, walked to the pot of ornamental flowers in the corner of the private room, bent down and squatted down,
As soon as he put his mouth together, he spat out all the wine in his mouth. The Moutai in his mouth was still in a liquid state. It was the same as the clothes on Dong Xuebin's body, the same as the mobile phone or keys in his pocket, maybe because it was close to his body.
The relationship between Maotai and Maotai was not affected by time, but Maotai fell a little after it came out of the mouth, and immediately solidified on the top of the flowerpot, floating there motionless. As soon as he turned around, Dong Xuebin returned to the original place, with a hand
Touching the half-empty wine bottle, he adjusted his posture, puffed out his mouth, and raised his neck, trying to synchronize with the previous posture.
stop!
…
call!
Time is restored!
The Moutai liquid a few centimeters above the flower pot suddenly fell, wheezed, and quietly seeped into the pot soil.
Dong Xuebin pretended to swallow the wine in his mouth, and his cheeks became smaller and smaller. In fact, his mouth was already empty. After swallowing, Dong Xuebin once again raised the bottle and poured it into his mouth, waiting to maximize the amount of wine.
When the space in his mouth was filled, Dong Xuebin said stop again, turned around, spit the wine into the flower pot, walked back, returned to the previous posture, gave the stop command, and continued to pretend to swallow the wine.
One bite...
Three mouthfuls...
Five people...
In the eyes of others, Dong Xuebin never stopped for a moment, drinking heavily without even frowning.
When Dong Xuebin finished his first bottle of Maotai, there were gasps and shallow gasps in the room from time to time, making everyone sweat for him.
But when the second bottle of wine was immediately finished by Dong Xuebin, the huge box was already silent.
Gurgling, gurgling, gurgling, there was only the sound and movement of Dong Xuebin pouring wine and swallowing it.
A bottle of wine…
Two bottles of wine…
Three bottles of wine…
A few minutes later.
Dong Xuebin raised his head and shook the last bottle of Maotai above his mouth, poured out the last drop of wine, "swallowed" with a twitching Adam's apple, and then exhaled and wiped the corners of his mouth. Dong Xuebin dropped the bottle of Maotai hard.
On the table, there were three bottles of wine, and every last drop was drunk!
quiet!
It was eerily quiet in the private room!
Zhao Xinglong and Lin Pingping were all stunned. Did they finish drinking? Three kilograms of wine in one go!?
Liang Zeyuan immediately grabbed the Moutai bottle and shook it. All three were empty. They were gone. He couldn't believe his eyes. He had seen people who could drink. He knew several people who could drink two and a half pounds.
But the person who can drink three kilograms of wine is the one who can drink three kilograms of wine in one breath in a few minutes... He has never seen it before. Dong Xuebin is the first one, the first one to live under his nose.
Liang Zeyuan was really shocked by the person who drank three kilograms of wine, and not even a little bit. Damn you! Who the hell is this person!?