Dream Guide

Jiang Deqian finished a bottle and turned the bottle mouth down. Just when he was about to say something, Lifespan Flower opposite him had already opened the second bottle of wine. He had to pick up the second bottle of wine and follow the same pattern, and cooperated with the bald and tattooed man to open the bottle cap.

This method of opening bottle caps is cool, but if you do it too much, it will look too pretentious, and the speed is far slower than using your teeth to open it.

By the time Jiang Deqian finished his third bottle of wine, Bishenghua had already finished the fourth bottle.

She bit off the cap of the fifth bottle of wine and spat it out all the way. At this time, Jiang got the money to put down the third empty wine bottle.

"Can you hurry up?" Bi Shenghua put one foot on the stool, rested her arm on her knee, and shook the bottle. "How about I take a nap in the grass in front and wait for you for a while? I'm drinking beer and you're still like this." Ji, is he a man?"

There was a thorn in Bi Shenghua's words, and everyone could tell that she was calling Jiang Deqian a turtle in a different way.

After three bottles of wine, it was light for Jiang Deqian, but he didn't expect that the androgynous little flat-chested girl opposite him drank so quickly.

But he has nothing to worry about. After all, she is a woman. Even if she pours it in, how much wine can she hold in her belly? He did not believe that he would lose, and he would not allow himself to lose in front of his brothers.

He drank the fourth bottle of wine without hesitation, sneered, and picked up the fifth bottle. This time, he did not ask the bald man behind him to open the bottle cap with his bare hands, but honestly used a bottle opener to open the bottle cap.

More and more people gathered in the bar, and every time the two of them drank a bottle, the crowd roared with thunderous applause.

Aoki was a little worried at first, thinking about how to save Ruhua if he lost. But after watching it for a while, he felt relieved.

He knew that Ruhua had a good drinking capacity, but he didn't expect it to be so good.

Although the handsome boss lady usually wears baggy men's clothes, no matter how she changes her clothes, she can't change her girlish figure, and her small waist hidden in her clothes will not be thicker than that of other women.

In general, apart from the fact that she dresses like a man, has a flatter chest, shorter hair, sharper eyebrows, and a rougher tone, Aoki still sees her as a woman.

But tonight, Aoki had some doubts about the authenticity of this woman. He really couldn't figure out where all the wine went.

It seems that drinking is also a metaphysical issue, and sometimes it really depends on talent.

Now, Aoki set his sights on the bald man behind Jiang Deqian. In his eyes, Jiang Deqian was at most a rich young man who liked to go to nightclubs and had a wallet to support women, but his intuition told him that this bald man was very dangerous.

After drinking the eighth bottle of beer, Jiang Deqian realized that he had misjudged the situation.

This man-in-law can not only drink, but he can drink quite a lot.

His stomach felt uncomfortably swollen. In the past, he would drink the 330 ml small bottle casually. At this time, as long as he went to the toilet to pee, nothing would happen. He always felt that going to the toilet had nothing to do with the amount of alcohol, but today I just realized that when it comes to beer, the amount of alcohol you drink is completely determined by the function of your bladder and prostate.

He began to regret it a little.

With his status, there was no need to get entangled here. He could have smashed the bar to pieces and taken the people away. It's just that going to nightclubs and keeping women are not honorable things, and he doesn't want his brother to know.

His brother Jiang Deguan is a face-saving man who owns an ocean-going trading company that specializes in purchasing waste products from abroad and selling them to domestic manufacturers.

This is a very profitable business.

In developed countries such as the United States, Japan, South Korea and Europe, a large amount of industrial waste is produced every day, but the cost of processing it is very high. Once someone is willing to buy it, they are willing to sell it at a very low price or even for free. Our country's annual garbage imports reach tens of millions of tons, worth tens of billions of dollars.

When these acquired foreign garbage arrives in China, and is sorted and sorted by someone, it becomes a good industrial raw material, especially waste electronic products and plastic products.

Of course, many people are rushing to do this almost costless business. In overseas commercial ports, many Chinese gangs are involved, and the competition is as fierce as drugs and arms.

Domestic goods are mainly received at the three major ports of Shenzhou, Yangcheng and Tianjin Port. Those who can directly pick up goods there are those with background and ability. Jiang Deguan's Ocean Trading Company picked up the goods at Shenzhou Port and then resold them to electronics and chemical factories in Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Anhui.

Jiang Deqian didn't know how much energy his brother Jiang Deguan had or how much money he earned every year. He only knew that his brother was ruthless and domineering enough that he could help him out even if he got into big trouble.

The last time he drove a sports car and hit a college student while speeding on the road, the camera recorded everything, but his brother only made two phone calls to settle the matter.

His brother's business seemed to be in trouble recently, and his temper became violent. He repeatedly warned Jiang De to restrain his money and not to cause trouble for him. He also sent him a bodyguard, obviously to protect him, but actually to watch him. Don't let him get into any trouble.

Jiang Deqian glanced at the bald man behind him and felt his head grow bigger. This guy's name is Hou Biao, nicknamed Monkey. He has been a soldier and is one of the best among the bodyguards raised by his brother. With such a person following you, safety is quite safe, but freedom is not so free.

So Jiang Deqian has been very good recently. He no longer goes out racing and rarely hangs out in nightclubs. He only picks up a beautiful student girl through a pimp in the university town. The girl was from the music school and said she wanted to sing part-time in the evening, but he didn't care. He didn't expect her to run away after just two days.

He couldn't get angry, so he asked someone to beat up the pimp. Finally, he found out that the girl was singing in this bar, so he asked a few people to come over and ask for her, but he met a man who wanted to protect her at all costs.

Life Flower is like a fierce horse, and the primitive wildness arouses his desire. He felt that if this tomboy was tamed and trained, she might be more interesting than that good girl.

He teased Yishenghua to drink, but he didn't expect that drinking would turn into a fight, and this man's drinking capacity was actually so good.

After eight bottles of beer, Bishenghua showed no signs of failure except for a slight blush on her face, while Jiang Deqian's face was red from the urge to pee, his head was sweating profusely, and his clothes were soaked with sweat, and they were tightly Stick to the body.

When Bishenghua raised his neck to drink the ninth bottle, Jiang Deqian's throat suddenly filled with sour water, a wine burp came up, and he almost vomited.

Bald Hou Biao said something in Jiang Deqian's ear, and Jiang Deqian shook his head.

Hou Biao frowned, secretly took off a string of beeswax beads from his hand, pinched it lightly, cut off the rope, held one in his right hand, clamped it with three fingers, and aimed it at Bishenghua's belly to eject. go out.

Although the beeswax was very light and would not be able to hurt someone when it was flicked out, he believed that with his technique and finger strength, if it hit the stomach of a woman who had drunk five or six kilograms of wine, it would be enough to make that woman vomit.

At this time, suddenly a hand as powerful as an iron pincer stretched out like a ghost and grabbed his wrist tightly.

Hou Biao struggled subconsciously but did not break free.

He turned around and saw a man with a chicken coop head and thick eyebrows looking at him with a half-smile:

"Such a good beeswax must be very expensive, right? If you don't want it anymore, why not give it to me!"