Rebirth of the 92 Business Tycoon

When Feng Yiping raised his wine glass, he never put it down, "For everyone to come back early, a toast,"

"For everyone to meet in America, a toast,"

"For such a good moonlit night, a toast,"

"It must be a toast for two such lovely children,"

"A toast to such an obedient candy,"...

Everyone still cooperated at first, and made a superficial meaning, but later, his frequency of toasting was too high. When eating like Zhang Yan, the rhythm was very gentle, and there was no time to taste a chopstick dish. Slowly, everyone raised their cups symbolically.

Fortunately, Feng Yiping is not reluctant. Whether everyone drinks it or not, he drank very happily, and also very solid, half a cup at a time.

Amanda and Vincent have forgotten to eat at this meeting. They looked at their father intently, with only one question in their heads, "The red wine will definitely be very, very delicious."

Otherwise, how could father not let go of the bottle?

Zhang Yan asked Jin Ling in a low voice, "Sister Jin, what's wrong with him?"

"What's wrong with him, I don't know, but I know that if he can show one-tenth of his energy and enthusiasm tonight to meet relevant people in China, the scale of our domestic business will at least be More than the current one," Jin Ling said.

Huang Jingping immediately shook her head, "How could it be? He said, one of his motivations to grow bigger is to be unpaid, just for the wine that few people dare to persuade him."

"I don't know where he had such a strange idea, because he rarely encountered such a thing,"

Zhang Yan looked at Feng Yiping, who was blushing and was pouring wine for himself, "Maybe, it was from the previous life?"

She got it right.

For domestic sales, no matter whether you can drink or not, not all social entertainment will drink, and you may not vomit when you drink it, and you will go to the hospital. But there is no doubt that everyone is forced to drink.

Especially at that time, you can't show any sense of being forced.

Even if you are not a young person, you have already achieved something, but you still can't escape.

It is said that there is no father and son in the card field, and the wine table is no big or small. In fact, the wine table has always been a place with high levels, regardless of Chinese and foreign.

When the boss and the leader of the client, and the leader of the relevant unit, all smiled and took the wine glass, you don't drink, you can't drink it?

Besides, Feng Yiping used to be just the boss of a small business department. To put it pitifully, some people can give him the opportunity to have a meal and drink with him. That is really an honor.

This kind of thing is the same for the boss who is much better than him.

That is to say, Feng Yiping now has such freedom.

"I have seen a lot of things like this now," Ma Ling said. "Many people in Hollywood, including many girls, will also take the initiative to accompany when they meet some production company directors, directors, and big stars. They drink,"

"So, looking at the big boss like him, drinking like this in front of us, do you feel a little happy?" Huang Jingping covered her mouth and said quietly.

"At least, it's rare," Ma Ling smiled, covering his mouth.

Oh, the interaction between the two of them looks very close! Feng Yiping was dumbfounded, and raised his glass again, "Isn't it worth a drink of such delicious hometown food?"

"Hehe," Huang Jingping and the others were still smiling, moving the cup casually. Jin Ling looked at Feng Yiping, who was accustomed to his cup and smiled, somehow remembered the morning before he left. Talking endlessly, let yourself have a chance to interrupt.

"I said, you don't want to get yourself drunk," she said to Feng Yiping.

"What?" Feng Yiping shook his hand, and the bottle suddenly knocked the glass over on the table, "Oh," he stayed for two seconds before thinking about shooting the glass and preventing it from rolling to the ground.

This movement finally successfully attracted everyone's attention.

Everyone looked at him, "He is, drunk?" Zhang Yan said.

"What? I didn't," Feng Yiping stood up with a smile, "disaccompany me...in a moment, I, I'll change my pants," he pointed to the wine stain on the pants and said, "It spilled on the pants,"

But he staggered, "Be careful," except for Jin Ling, the other three stood up.

"It's okay," Feng Yiping waved his hand very sharply, "I'm okay, come back, come back and we will continue,"

His gesture, coupled with his silly smile, is this not drunk?

"Obviously I don't have much alcohol, I have to drink like this," Huang Jingping walked over to support him, "What can I change, do you have pants here?"

Ma Ling stood up, bowed his head and said, "I remember it seems to be there, I will look for it."

Zhang Yan sat back silently.

"It should have stopped him," Huang Jingping helped Feng Yiping to sit down at the table.

"For a person who wants to get drunk, you can't stop it," Jin Ling raised his glass and asked Feng Yiping with a smile, "Is it Yiping?"

"You said he did it on purpose?" Zhang Yan tugged at the corner of her clothes.

"Isn't it obvious that he is like that?" Jin Ling said.

"Okay, continue drinking," Feng Yiping, who was sitting quietly with a smile, picked up the wine glass again, "Oh, empty,"

"Okay, okay, no more alcohol," Huang Jingping said.

"But Sister Jin, why should he be drunk?"

"Don't you understand? That way, he can live here tonight,"

Jin Ling said, "Is that right, Mr. Feng,"

Feng Yiping was still silly.

"I didn't expect you to resort to this trick, Gao, it is really high, for this, I have to toast you,"

It seems that Feng Yiping is very sensitive to drinking. Hearing Jin Ling say this, he immediately moved again, "Drink,"

"Is he real or fake?" Huang Jingping asked in a low voice, "You two, eat well. Have you finished eating? If you are finished, go back to the room," she said to the two boys.

"No," the two children shook their heads vigorously.

Tonight, it seems to be particularly interesting.

Still so lively.

They really like this moon festival.

Jin Ling looked at Feng Yiping earnestly for a long time, "Only he knows this."

"However, if he is fake, then the Chinese showbiz really has lost an actor with very good acting skills,"

Hearing what she said, Zhang Yan also looked at Feng Yiping earnestly, did he pretend this?

Holding a pair of khaki slacks, he hurriedly walked downstairs to the spirit of the horse, and saw Huang Jingping and the three of them staring at Feng Yiping, while Feng Yiping stared at them with a smirk, some of them couldn’t figure out what the situation was. One," she whispered.

"It just so happens that you help him go back to the room for a change," Huang Jingping said.

"Huh?" Marling blushed immediately.

If it were normal, it would be fine, but today, she looked at the others and it was obviously inappropriate.

Fortunately, she thought of a suitable person, "Owen, Owen," she yelled.

After a while, Owen ran over.

"Excuse me," Ma Ling handed him his pants.

Huang Jingping helped Feng Yiping up, "By the way, let him rest."

Jin Ling took a look at Huang Jingping~www.wuxiaspot.com~ so he still worked.

If Huang Jingping is really as tough as she shows, then this will let Owen send him back home over there, isn't it a good arrangement?

With so many people around him, how could he even be drunk and unable to take care of him?

Irving didn't expect that he almost became a loophole in the boss's plan. He helped the boss upstairs and immediately got into trouble.

Which room to go to these rooms upstairs?

This is a very difficult choice.

Fortunately, even if his boss was drunk, he still wouldn't make him embarrassed, "Go," Feng Yiping raised his finger, referring to the master bedroom.

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Downstairs, Huang Jingping and Ma Ling cleaned up the piece in front of Feng Yiping in twos and threes, "Huh, let's continue," Huang Jingping said.

"I never saw him drunk," Ma Ling said.

"I've never seen him so drunk," Huang Jingping said.

"Then he is this tonight...," Zhang Yan asked.

"I want to borrow wine to play tricks," Jin Ling said.

"Puff," "Puff," Although everyone had their own thoughts, they couldn't help but laugh.

Feng Yiping behaved so helplessly in front of them, which undoubtedly made them feel a little happy and feel that they have taken the initiative.

It feels pretty good.

"Come on, let's have a drink," Huang Jingping said.

Ma Ling put down his wine glass and immediately explained to the two children, "Dad is very happy tonight,"

"You have all eaten, will you go back to the room?"

"Don't," a voice came upstairs.

When they saw, Feng Yiping was sitting on the stairs, and Owen stood aside with his head down.

"It's rare to be so lively tonight, come, children," he waved to the two children, "Shall we sing?"

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