Ultimate Pawn

Chapter 590: The spirit is in the throat and the sword is in the waist

"Five bottles of Lafite from 1982." Guo Shaoze shouted directly.

Lafite in 1982 originated from Lafite Winery.

The price of a single bottle is RMB 2.5 million.

Five bottles of raffia is 10 million yuan!

Tonight, Guo Shaoze, in order to get drunk on Chen Zongheng, he also completely gave up!

Soon, the waiter walked into the box with five bottles of packaged noble wine.

Open the bottle and sober up.

The waiter personally came forward and poured red wine for Chen Zongheng.

Just after pouring a glass of red wine, Chen Zong directly took a sip and drank it up.

Then, the second cup, the third cup.

One cup, then one cup.

He drank red wine as if ordinary people were drinking Sprite, gulping, without any muddling.

The atmosphere in the entire presidential box is complicated.

Guo Shaoze just sat at the table and continued to talk with Qiu Yiren.

I want to take this to hold back time.

Let this Chen Zong continue to drink wildly.

It's best to be drunk.

Soon, five bottles of Lafite were finished.

And Chen Zong's face remained the same, without the slightest change in color.

He then ordered five more bottles.

...

Then, five more bottles...

Four full hours.

Empty bottles on the floor in the presidential box.

God knows, how much did he drink?

Halfway through, he went to the toilet several times.

Then come back and continue to binge drinking.

This.

"A few more bottles of Lafite." Chen Zong drank the last cup of Lafite, his face calm, and the waiter waved his hand.

The waiter cautiously tiptoed, avoiding the empty wine bottles all over the floor, and walked slowly in front of Chen Zongheng.

"Sir...in the wine cellar of this hotel...there is no more Lafite stock..." the waiter said carefully and complicatedly.

Lafite in 1982 was originally a luxury wine, and the global limit was only tens of thousands of bottles.

In the Crown Hotel, 30 bottles of Lafite are stored in the internal wine cellar.

But at this time, Chen Zong drank all of them, and there was not a bottle left.

This is simply.

Hearing what the waiter said, Chen Zong frowned slightly, "Disappointing."

However, Guo Shaoze on the side had his eyelids... trembling fiercely!

This……

What the fuck!

He is not drunk yet? !

50 bottles of Romanti red wine!

30 bottles of Lafite! !

Quante, he drank it all by himself? ! ! !

Is he drinking as beer?

What the fuck!

But red wine! !

Guo Shaoze's complexion has completely changed, and the weather is uncertain.

What the hell, is this drunk him?

"Mr. Chen, let's go, it's getting late." The Qiu Yiren on the side hurriedly got up, helped Mr. Chen, and was about to pull him away.

Chen Zongguang's eyes were calm and calmly took out a cigarette to light it.

"Thank you Mr. Guo for the wine." He turned his head and glanced at Guo Shaoze.

The eyes of the two people met instantly.

At this moment, Guo Shaoze's pupils trembled slightly.

He could not see the slightest drunkenness in Chen Zong's eyes?

The eyes are extremely clear, even clear, not even the slightest muddy? !

This.

What the fuck!

80 bottles of wine, can you keep it so clear? !

Just like an ordinary person? !

At this moment, Guo Shaoze's heart trembled completely.

The hand that had just reached the back of the waist was actually a little hesitant!

This.

In the face, such a clear Chen Zongheng.

Guo Shaoze hesitated.

With this shot of myself, maybe... not much sure.

If you can't kill Chen Zongheng tonight.

Then, he himself, very likely, was killed by Chen Zong.

This.

Guo Shaoze hesitated.

In the end, he insisted on holding back the murderous intentions of his heart.

Tonight, it's not that I don't want to do it.

Rather, he dare not do it!

This Chen Zong is not drunk in a thousand cups!

Are you drunk even if you drink so much? !

This made Guo Shaoze completely collapsed.

Qiu Yi took Chen Zong's hand and walked out of the presidential box in such a calm and indifferent way.

But, just when the two had just stepped out of the box door.

The two Guo family bodyguards at the door were directly fierce and stopped them!

Without the company's permission, no one can get out of the box!

Chen Zongguang's eyes were calm and he waved his hands directly.

"Slap, slap!" Two slaps...!

The two bodyguards were taken out directly!

Bloody vomit!

Huh!

Seeing this scene, Guo Shaoze's expression was even more embarrassing.

This Chen Zong, really is not drunk! !

The action is so clean and neat, without the slightest muddling.

This is not drunk at all!

Chen Zongguang's eyes were calm, so he pulled Qiu Yiren, calmly and indifferently, and left the hallway of the box.

In the entire presidential room, only Guo Shaoze was left sitting in place.

His complexion was trembling.

Fierce, angry, unbelievable!

Looking at the messy empty wine bottles, the corners of his mouth trembled.

It's the fuck.

The plan tonight is a complete failure!

Not only did he not agree with Qiu Yiren.

Not even that, attacked and killed Chen Zongheng.

What the fuck!

However, at the same time, a waitress, holding a settlement bill, walked cautiously in front of Guo Shaoze.

"Guo son, this is your consumption tonight, totaling 270 million yuan. Would you like a thousand words, is it credit card or cash?"

Huh~! !

Hearing these words, Guo Shaoze's mouth twitched hard!

Three hundred million was wasted this night! !

Let Chen Zonggong drink so many famous wines for nothing... As a result, hell, nothing was done? !

Thinking of this, Guo Shaoze looked angry!

"Smack...!!!" He slapped the waitress fiercely!

"Show me what bills?!!! Am I like someone who will fall back on the bill?!" Guo Shaoze was completely furious, and at this time the full of anger was spilled on the waitress! !

Three hundred million! !

Three hundred million!

One dinner costs 300 million yuan!

Even if he Guo Shaoze is rich again! !

I can't bear such tossing! !

Originally, I thought that as long as Chen Zongheng was drunk, he wouldn't be able to spend much money!

But as a result, it cost 300 million yuan, and as a result, the fuck, Chen Zongwenwen is not drunk...

It's **** it!

Guo Shaoze suffered a serious blood loss during this dinner! !

In a hurry, he only felt a sweet throat!

A puff of blood slowly overflowed.

He had a savage expression, resisted, and suffocated the blood!

...

Late at night, ten o'clock.

The Mercedes-Benz fleet is slowly driving on the streets of Shanghai.

Chen Zongheng sat in the car, his eyes calm, and he was faintly puffing out smoke rings.

And Qiu Yiren sat quietly and looked at Mr. Chen with some worry.

"Sir, are you really okay? How about... I will take you to the hospital for an examination?" Qiu Yi said with some fear, cautiously.

Just now, she saw with her own eyes that Mr. Chen drank a full 80 bottles of red wine!

It is impossible for any ordinary person... to bear so much alcohol!

Qiu Yi people are a little worried at this time, worrying about Mr. Chen's accident.

Too much drinking is too late.

In this world, how many people drunk to death on the wine table because they drank too much?

Qiu Yisheng is afraid of something suddenly happened to Mr. Chen.

"No, just a little wine, what can I do?" But Chen Zongheng, but his voice was indifferent, directly refused.

To the hospital?

What a joke.

Only 80 bottles of red wine.

Back then, in Kyoto.

He once binge drinking hundreds of bottles of spirits Erguotou, still not drunk and sober.

What is the red wine in front of me?

The spirit is in the throat and the sword is in the waist.

The eagle screamed and the horse sighed.

How can he get drunk if he's too drunk?

Hearing Mr. Chen's reply, Qiu Yiren's pretty face was a bit complicated and confused.

This……

Alone, drinking 80 bottles of spirits alone? !

This does not conform to the theorem of human physiology at all.

Human blood simply cannot withstand the paralysis of a large amount of alcohol.

Once drinking reaches the upper limit of the body's tolerance, the body's blood, limbs, muscles, and brain will all be paralyzed by alcohol.

The whole person will become confused and drunk.

But, Mr. Chen... After drinking dozens of bottles of red wine, he can still be so calm and sober?

This is simply.

Inside the Maybach car, it seemed a bit quiet.

However, at this moment.

Chen Zong suddenly turned his head and looked at her faintly.

I asked, "You are short of money?"

Hearing these words, Qiu Yiren's pretty face was taken aback, and he looked at him suspiciously.

Qiu Yiren hesitated and nodded.

"I have." Chen Zongheng's eyes were indifferent, and he slowly returned two words.

Qiu Yi's eyes are complicated, "Thank you for your kindness, Mr."

"But... your money is not enough, I will find a way myself." Qiu Yiren shook his head helplessly and sighed.

indeed.

Today, the Qiu Group’s funding loopholes are tens of billions.

To win this commercial war, hundreds of billions of funds are needed.

Can compete with Yuanxing Group.

This money is an astronomical amount.

No one can spend such a large sum of money.

Chen Zongheng sat in the car, his eyes calm and indifferent.

He did not speak, and slowly took out the Huawei mobile phone.

Directly opened the online banking account of Yanxia Bank and entered the account of the **** of death.

Enter a long string of digital zeros directly.

**Transfer, Qiu Yiren.

Add more, crazy asking for monthly pass hahaha!

Thank you for the brothers who **** for me today...! ! ! ! !

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