Zhou Zhendong's face looked ugly, not only white, but also blue. Looking at the four glasses of white wine, it was like looking at four glasses of poison, and said embarrassedly: "I drank it tonight very happily, why don't we drink it?"

Lin Yang immediately shook his head and said decisively: "This is not possible. We agreed that we will not return without getting drunk unless Mr. Zhou admits that he cannot do it. Ah, just kidding!"

A hint of anger suddenly appeared on Zhou Zhendong's handsome face. He wanted to humiliate Lin Yang, but he didn't expect that he would lose rice if he could steal chickens. He was so cruel in front of Lin Yang. Zhou Zhendong's bloody nature was suddenly aroused and he said, "Okay, then we'll fuck it!"

"Mr. Zhou is indeed very heroic, then I will sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman!"

After one cup, Zhou Zhendong's face turned pale. After two cups, it was already white and green with an unknown color. Zhou Zhendong's eyes were blurred and his body shook. Finally, with a "bang", he became the "three drunken heroes" with his two friends, all of whom were unconscious.

Xu Bing looked at all this in shock, at a loss.

Lin Yang burped, patted his butt, and said, "Call someone to take your boss away quickly, oh by the way, remember to pay, otherwise I guess the hotel won't let you go!"

Walking out of the box, Lin Yang waved to the manager who was angry with Li Miaomiao just now. The manager walked over reluctantly. Lin Yang smiled and said, "Give me another box of Rafael from 1982, I'll pack it and take it away!"

"One box?" The manager was stunned. One box and six bottles were valuable. He really didn't dare to give it to the owner who didn't have a private room.

Lin Yang smiled and said, "Call up your manager who can be in charge!"

The lobby manager said: "We Manager Tang are there!"

Lin Yang followed his fingers and saw Xu Bing walking towards the private room with a middle-aged man, Lin Yang immediately shouted loudly: "Manager Tang!"

The middle-aged man stopped, "You call me?"

Lin Yang said: "I want to pack up and take something away. But the lobby manager did not agree. Xu Bing didn't say that Mr. Zhou told me to pack it casually before getting drunk?"

Xu Bing nodded: "Yes!"

Manager Tang said: "Old Li, what's going on? You can't handle such a small matter well, and you still need to trouble me?"

The lobby manager said with a bitter face: "This gentleman wants to pack a box of Rafaels from 1982, I..."

"Uh..." Manager Tang was also a little stunned, even suspected that he had heard it wrong. Although he didn't know who Mr. Zhou was treating him, he knew Li Miaomiao and Jiang Dawei, and could ask the two to order the host to be treated with care. The background was absolutely extraordinary. Unexpectedly, the young man in front of him was absolutely amazing. He took advantage of the drunkenness to beat Qiu Feng.

Seeing that the middle-aged man was not speaking, Lin Yang said, "Manager Tang, why are you still afraid that Mr. Zhou would not be able to afford a box of wine? Or do you think Mr. Zhou is an unrighteous person!

"This, sir, we are really in a difficult situation, otherwise..."

What a righteous person, you are so damnable. If someone wakes up the next day and turns his mind to refuse to admit his conspiracy, what should I do? I can't afford to play the game between you young masters.

"Hey hey, Miaomiao, Miaomiao, where are you going, come and come..."

Lin Yang suddenly saw a fat man walking out of the door of the box and waved immediately. The fat man, who had originally opened his hazy eyes, walked towards the bathroom with his wall. When he heard someone calling his name, he immediately looked over. When he saw Lin Yang, a warm smile appeared on his face: "Brother Lin, it turns out that you are here, come in, go in. Let's continue drinking..."

After walking three steps, he fell to the ground with a "click". The lobby manager hurried over and helped him over. Lin Yang grabbed Li Miaomiao and said, "Miaomiao, you said, I want to take a box of red wine. The manager of this hotel doesn't allow him, and insists that you don't have money to pay. Is that true? If this is the case, I will pay for you today's wine money!"

When Li Miaomiao, who was already confused, heard this, immediately glared with eyes wide open as if he wanted to eat people: "Who, who the hell said I don't have money, I have money, I use money... to smash you to death!" As he said that, he took out his wallet from his pocket and took out a handful of money. It looked like about four or five thousand, and Grandpa Mao of Honghua fell to the ground.

Damn it, when did I say they had no money to pay the bill?

The middle-aged man secretly scolded Lin Yang for being cunning, but he was unable to explain when facing Li Miaomiao, who was already unconscious, and Li Miaomiao would not listen to his explanation at all.

"Brother Lin is my brother. Not to mention one box, even ten boxes are not a problem!" Li Miaomiao said drunk, then lying on the lobby manager's shoulder and fell asleep.

Lin Yang smiled and said, "Manager Tang, now Li Miaomiao has told you in person. You have no objection now, right?"

Manager Tang was silent for a while and said, "Okay, but this gentleman, you are here for the matter tonight, you have to testify!" He said to Xu Bing, Xu Bing would not care about these matters, and looked at Manager Tang with an expressionless face. In the end, Manager Tang was completely defeated under his indifferent expression. He turned to Lin Yang and said, "Sir, why don't you sign a bill to collect, and I hope you can understand me!"

Lin Yang said angrily: "Okay, no problem, I understand you too, but I have to tell you that my relationship with Mr. Zhou is not different from each other. If Mr. Zhou knows this tomorrow morning, he will probably be unhappy!"

"Yes, yes, I know, this is also the responsibility of the hotel. Please hope you can understand!" Manager Tang nodded quickly and breathed a sigh of relief when Lin Yang cooperated so much.

A box of Rafael is 6 bottles, and the market price is at least 100,000 yuan. Lin Yang moved his mouth and took out 100,000 yuan from Zhou Zhendong's wallet. When he directed the hotel security guard to carry a box of red wine into his trunk, he felt so comfortable. He felt very relieved.

Lin Yang could even imagine that the three of them sobered up tomorrow morning, and their angry and helpless expressions would probably look ugly, and they would not be in a good mood in the next few days.

Lin Yang's guess was very accurate. After vomiting all night, almost all the gastric juice was spit out. Zhou Zhendong woke up slowly at around 6 o'clock the next day. When he opened his eyes, he immediately sat up straight and glanced around. He confirmed that it was a little relieved after the hotel, and then he had a headache.

Zhou Zhendong shouted: "Xu Bing!"

After shouting twice, Xu Bing pushed the door and walked in. Zhou Zhendong rubbed his forehead and said, "Xu Bing, what happened last night? Why did I sleep in the hotel? Where is that Lin Yang? Has the things I told you to do?"

He also fantasized that after Lin Yang got drunk, he arranged for the 20 or 40-year-old aunt to fight with Lin Yang, and then took the photo and sent it to Fang Qing, so that Lin Yang could lose all his face and even consider issuing it to the market.

Whenever YY arrives here, Zhou Zhendong can't help feeling relieved. There is nothing more torment than this.

Although Lin Yang knew that Zhou Zhendong was definitely not kind to treat him to dinner, he could not have expected that Zhou Zhendong's move was so vicious. If he had let him know Zhou Zhendong's idea, it would probably be more than just drinking Zhou Zhendong down. He had to treat him by the way he was.

"Boss, this is yesterday's consumption order. The hotel owner has asked me several times and is urging me to pay the bill!" Xu Bing handed over a order.

"What?"

After taking the order, Zhou Zhendong suddenly became shocked from his YY world, his face was full of anger, his face was gloomy and water dripped out, his eyes flashed and stared at the numbers on the order: In one night, he actually ate more than 400,000 yuan of his own money. Is this all he eats gold? Even if he can't eat so much even if he treats bird's nest as a meal, right?

"What's going on? Tell me carefully, and I can't let go of any details!" Zhou Zhendong said in a low voice. His mind hurts now, and he can't remember what happened last night. He only knew that a few people drank very high, and then they lost any impression.
Chapter completed!