Lin Fan was really a little scared about drinking, but in front of Song Lianmeng, he could not admit defeat. He introduced Song Lianmeng to Zhao Daqiang and others, and then laughed loudly and entered the house with Zhao Daqiang.

When Mu Jiangang heard Song Lianmeng's name, his brows jumped involuntarily. He finally remembered where he had seen Song Lianmeng.

This place is indeed a canteen, but the place where Zhao Daqiang invited Lin Fan to dinner was in a private room in the canteen. There were already several plates of cold dishes on the table, which were full of color, fragrance and taste.

"Brother Lin, come here." Zhao Daqiang took Lin Fan carelessly and sat beside him, and then asked Song Lianmeng to sit next to Lin Fan, which pushed Mu Jiangang aside.

Over the past few days, Lin Fan has come into contact with many things. He is no longer the technical occupant before. He is not willing to sit there. He pulled Mu Jianggang over to sit there, but Mu Jianggang refused repeatedly, saying that Lin Fan was Zhao Daqiang's guest and should sit in that position. He even respectfully invited Song Lianmeng to sit next to Lin Fan, and he took the group of subordinates to accompany him.

Lin Fan didn't think much about Mu Jianggang's performance, just thinking that he was polite, while Song Lianmeng understood a lot, but she was not convenient for her to say anything, and could only secretly hope that Mu Jianggang knew what to say and what not to say.

"Serve the food, serve the food." Everyone sat down, and Zhao Daqiang shouted to the outside of the door.

"Capital Commander Zhao, you're ready long ago, come soon." Someone outside the door agreed.

"Brother Lin, don't look at this place inconspicuous, but it is not easy to come here for a meal, because the food in this place is full of wild game from the mountains." Zhao Daqiang smiled, and he said this to reveal his importance to Lin Fan.

Lin Fan said: "Captain Zhao, this really causes you trouble. In fact, you don't need to do this. You can have a meal anywhere."

Zhao Daqiang waved his hand and said, "You have helped me so much. If I treat you to a meal casually, it would not be my Zhao Daqiang's style." As he said that, Zhao Daqiang put the wine glass in front of Lin Fan on the glass turntable on the table and asked his subordinates to help pour the wine.

Wine is also a good wine, without a trademark, but a strong aroma of wine shows its extraordinary origin. Zhao Daqiang would not let Song Lianmeng drink, so he asked his men to make a few fresh coconuts, knock out a hole, and insert a straw, which is a natural drink.

"Come on, Brother Lin, let's have a drink first." Zhao Daqiang picked up the wine glass, "Thank you for your help, otherwise I, Zhao Daqiang, would have gone to eat dirt at any time."

"Battery Commander, Brother Lin is not the one who helps you. We all have to thank him." Mu Jiangang also brought up the wine glass.

Zhao Daqiang nodded and said, "Jiangang is right. We brothers all want to thank you. Then let's stop talking nonsense. Come on, do it!"

"Captain Zhao..." Lin Fan was really scared when he looked at the wine glasses of these or two.

"Brother Lin, you are not from our army, so don't call me my position. I'm a few years older than you, just call me brother." Zhao Daqiang said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll call you Brother Zhao." Lin Fan was not pretentious and looked at the wine glass and said, "My little drink is limited. I'm just a glass of wine at once. I'm afraid I won't have the chance to eat the food you prepared by Brother Zhao."

Zhao Daqiang said: "This first glass of wine must be drunk. This represents our brother's gratitude to you. I respect you first!"

After saying that, Zhao Daqiang drank the wine and turned the cup over. There was really no drop of wine left in it.

"Be respectful!"

Mu Jiangang and others also finished the wine.

As the saying goes, guests will follow the guests' wishes, and Lin Fan cannot not drink them, so he had to drink all the wine in the glass in one breath.

This kind of internal wine is high in wine. When you drink it into your mouth, you start to go down your throat and go directly into your stomach.

"Brother Lin, it's a good thing!" Seeing Lin Fan finishing the wine, Zhao Daqiang laughed. In the army, people who drink honestly are often more popular. Lin Fan obviously felt that Mu Jiangang and others looked at him with a little eager look.

"Come on, come on, eat on, eat on, eat on." Zhao Daqiang picked up food for Lin Fan.

Someone was responsible for pouring wine, and another glass of wine was filled. Zhao Daqiang knew Lin Fan's identity and knew that Lin Fan should really not be able to drink it, so he did not immediately ask for a second glass, but just asked someone to urge the kitchen to serve the dishes quickly.

After a while, dishes were served, all of them were wild game, but they were definitely not protected-level animals, they were all wild animals that could be hunted.

The glass of wine just now was still rolling in his stomach, and Lin Fan quickly ate and started to eat.

Seeing Lin Fan recovering, Zhao Daqiang started to toast again. Lin Fan also felt much more comfortable, so he started drinking with Zhao Daqiang. Although the wine in the house was strong, it was not easy. Lin Fan quickly let go. When Zhao Daqiang winked, Mu Jianggang and others began to take turns to toast.

Zhao Daqiang brought people over to accompany Lin Fan, so naturally they were all people who could persuade them to drink. Soon, Lin Fan drank for a round, his head began to dizzy, and he spoke with a little big tongue.

"Brother Lin, your alcohol tolerance is really not good." Zhao Daqiang laughed. Although he was determined to accompany Lin Fan, it seemed that Lin Fan would not be able to drink two glasses.

Lin Fan was already half drunk and half awake. When he heard Zhao Daqiang's words, he naturally refused to admit defeat and shouted: "Brother Zhao, my alcohol tolerance is indeed not very good, but it is okay to drink you down."

"Brother Lin, you're just talking big." Of course, some people were unhappy.

"Then let's compare." Lin Fan said with his tongue wide.

"Lin Fan, you're drunk too much." Song Lianmeng pulled Lin Fan for a moment. It is famous for people in the army to drink. Lin Fan is not their opponent.

"Don't worry, I promise to drink them down." Lin Fan grinned at Song Lianmeng, then picked it up and was fought with Zhao Daqiang and the others.

Song Lianmeng originally wanted to dissuade Lin Fan, but when she thought that the pressure Lin Fan had been under over the past few days made him completely unrestrained, it should be more helpful to Lin Fan, so Song Lianmeng stopped persuading.

Lin Fan also relied on his courage to fight with Zhao Daqiang and others, because he could use his internal energy to dissolve the wine he drank in his stomach. Although he could not force out the wine, it would also make Lin Fan much easier after the solution.

With one glass of wine and one glass of wine, Lin Fan seemed to be about to fall down at any time, but he never poured it down. He drank it until the glass was dry, making Zhao Daqiang and others sweat coldly on their foreheads. The final result was naturally self-evident. Lin Fan drank Zhao Daqiang and others all down.
Chapter completed!