After hearing this, Wang Heqing clapped his hands and applauded: "You guys all listen to the opinions of brother Xiao Yang!"

Fatty Zhang and the other three nodded repeatedly and praised Xiao Yang.

"You have to do this so that the Lord of the Martial Arts can't taste the sweetness!"

Wang Heqing picked up a new wine glass, poured a glass of wine on his own, and then toasted Xiao Yang and said, "Brother Xiao Yang, thanks to you today, otherwise, with the muddy heads of these guys, I'm afraid that even if I think of death, I wouldn't have thought of such a good way!"

Xiao Yang also picked up the wine glass and said modestly: "Brother Wang is so polite!"

Wang Heqing didn't say anything, but just smiled, and then drank the wine in the wine glass, his eyes were observing Xiao Yang.

After seeing Xiao Yang drinking all the wine in his hand, he hurriedly poured a glass of wine for Xiao Yang, and said with a hearty laugh: "You have to drink three drinks in a row! This is the rule in our martial arts world!"

Fatty Zhang and others looked at each other. Although they focused all their attention on doing business, they were all from the martial arts world and had never heard of such rules.

Xiao Yang couldn't refuse, so he drank two glasses of wine in succession.

Only then did Wang Heqing put down the wine glass in his hand and sat back on his chair. Then he looked at Fatty Zhang and others with his eyes.

These people have been hanging with Wang Heqing behind them all year round, so they naturally know the meaning of this look.

The three of them picked up their wine glasses one after another and walked to Xiao Yang toast them one after another.

In just a short moment, Xiao Yang drank half a bottle of wine alone, and the wine was really energetic, and he was already drunk.

Only then did he realize that Wang Heqing's real purpose inviting him here this time was to make him more, and then use his alcohol to ask some secrets about the Xiao family from his mouth.

With the current situation, the old man Baimei is still the head of the Zhang family and his majesty remains. Although Wang Heqing is developing rapidly, he still has to rely on the Zhang family's wings. He knew that the old man Baimei was willing to protect Xiao Yang and did not dare to make extraordinary moves to Xiao Yang, so he had to take this worst move.

Fatty Zhang held the wine glass and held his belly that was comparable to a pregnant woman. He walked to Xiao Yang again. His fat face was greasy and said with a smile: "Brother Xiao Yang, I felt particularly friendly at first sight when I saw you. I found that we two looked very similar, just like they were carved from the same mold!"

After hearing what he said, Xiao Yang wanted to find a river to jump in, but he really couldn't see where he looked similar to Fatty Zhang.

After Fatty Zhang said, he drank the wine in his hand in one go, then turned the wine glass over, leaving no drop left, as if he was deliberately showing it to Xiao Yang, "I've done it all! Brother Xiao Yang, you have to give me some face!"

Xiao Yang smiled, but did not pick up the wine glass in front of him, and said, "There is a rule in my hometown that you can't drink more than half a bottle every time you drink!"

Fatty Zhang's eyes, as big as soybeans, suddenly widened, "Which rule is this? Why have I never heard of it?"

He runs the catering industry and is clear about the rules at the wine table, but he has never heard of the rules mentioned by Xiao Yang.

Wang Heqing's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes were always staring at Xiao Yang. After hearing what Xiao Yang said, his heart suddenly sank down and secretly shouted.
Chapter completed!