"If Bai always gets drunk, then the opportunity will be given to everyone else."
"That can't happen. We've already been drinking until now."
Under the gaze of everyone present, Bai Yi couldn't delay any longer. He generously raised his glass to meet the other's and tilted his head back to drink.
His lips, which had been slightly dry, were once again moistened by the liquor, making them all the more tempting.
Both of them possessed fine manners and drank in a refined manner, not like a drinking contest, but more like attending a high-end wine tasting event. The diamond ring on Bai Yi's finger reflected the light with a cold brilliance, its many facets dazzling.
The piano music on the side platform missed a beat, but it was quickly covered up by the impassioned melody.
After downing the drink, Bai Yi turned the glass upside down, a bit of haze returning to his eyes, but he still politely sat down again, not having been knocked out by that one cup.
In the past few years, his stomach had been ruined by drinking. Bai Yi usually only occasionally drank some sweet wine to help him sleep. This cup was like a fuse, burning in his lower abdomen, a wave of pain like knives slicing back and forth inside.
A layer of cold sweat silently gathered on his forehead, but the focus of the scene was quickly drawn to another "lucky one."
The cards had been passed around several times, and some small markings didn't escape his eyes. It seemed that someone in attendance was planning to cooperate, deliberately getting Randy drunk.
To get Randy drunk, two conditions needed to be met: one was to get Randy to drink, and the other was to actually get Randy drunk. Compared to fulfilling this condition, directly eliminating other people was obviously easier.
However, if Randy could be gotten drunk sooner, it wouldn't be a bad thing for him either.
"How is it you again, Brother Wu? Show some mercy."
"Anyway, it's just this one cup, bottoms up!" "Brother Wu" held the ghost card, looking around at everyone present. Bai Yi inconspicuously placed his index finger across the back of the card, his gaze carrying a hint of warning.
There was no way around it; if he really let them have their way, he would definitely be the first to be targeted.
Sensing his little trick, "Brother Wu" reluctantly shifted his gaze elsewhere: "Then the Heart 2 and Club 6."
The Heart 2 was Qian Jin.
Bai Yi saw the marking on that card and guessed that he was going to target him, so he deliberately used his finger to mislead the other party. Qian Jin's face did show displeasure, clearly also having discovered their little trick, but he didn't stop them.
There were too many people on the field; it was good to eliminate some people using their hands.
Qian Jin beckoned, and A Qing hurriedly returned to his side with the wine bottle, where he wrapped his arm around A Qing's waist and gave him a kiss. When they separated, A Qing's eyes were still a little dazed and aggrieved. Qian Jin patted him on the waist: "Go on, pour the wine."
Bai Yi had no doubt that A Qing had an antidote hidden in his mouth.
Tsk.
Couldn't afford to play, Qian Jin actually couldn't afford to play.
A Qing straightened up and went to get the wine from the cart. Qian Jin took the wine glass and this time drank it all in one go.
"Still continuing?"
"Continuing, continuing. The result hasn't come out yet."
Now that they had been discovered, the "small group" no longer evaded, directly aiming their target at Randy. Randy was forced to drink three rounds in a row and immediately couldn't hold his chopsticks steady, misplacing the side dishes several times. A Qing hurriedly handed him the knife and fork that had been prepared for a long time.
Qian Jin's brow relaxed considerably.
"How is it me again?" Randy used his fork to put the black truffle into the bone plate and muttered, "I wish my investments could be this accurate."
His drunken words elicited a small burst of laughter.
Bai Yi secretly loosened his belt under the table again. He had drunk too much today. Qian Jin's rules didn't allow them to go to the restroom. The clothes that had originally been tailored to fit became really tight after two or three cups.
He didn't know what time it was. He had told He Chengxiao that he would come back earlier tonight, but he had stayed behind to compete in drinking and had handed over his phone. He was definitely going to look for him.
The pain in his lower abdomen, because he had endured it for too long, slowly became accustomed, like a dull knife slowly grinding. He pressed his hand against his side to avoid hunching over from the pain, as that would be too unsightly.
"President Bai? President Bai? Your face doesn't look too good?"
Bai Yi came back to his senses, realizing that he had been targeted again. The small group didn't dare to target him, but the number of participants had decreased, so his probability had gone up.
He didn't want to reveal his weakness, so he sat in his seat without moving, trying his best to maintain his original demeanor while waiting for A Qing to hand him the wine.
This bottle was Bordeaux. The wine that Qian Jin had said could "make a return" now didn't feel as comfortable as a bottle of ordinary water, undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire of his already uncomfortable stomach.
The number of people on the field decreased under the deliberate targeting. Looking out through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, the winding car lights converged and dispersed into the darkness, indicating that it should already be very late.
He usually also drank a little Lafite, but it had never affected him like this, with even the air permeated with a bitter-sweet lead scent.
Qian Jin stared unblinkingly at his face, as if he had discovered something new, and smiled: "President Bai can't hold his liquor, huh? Already drunk?"
Bai Yi nodded, following his words: "Yes, I'm a little drunk. Second Young Master Qian's wine is really strong."
His skin was fair, and the blush on his cheeks spread outward from light to dark, breaking through the aloofness that kept people at a distance, revealing the tender core underneath. His thoughts were a little chaotic, and some of the deliberately maintained appearances melted away like icebergs, revealing a hint of sensuality.
"Still continuing?"
"Definitely." His confidence couldn't sink, so his voice was a littlefloat, theSha Wan that had beenCure by alcohol, completely different from his usualcold.
Someone in the audience whispered, "President Bai is... really beautiful."
Bai Yi looked over withThe water is shimmering eyes. The speaker was one of the people in that small group.
There were too few people in the audience. The small group centered around Qian Jin began to close in. Not to mention getting Randy drunk, maintaining consciousness under their siege was already not easy.
After another round, a waiter quickly leaned in and whispered a few words in Qian Jin's ear. Qian Jin raised his eyes and instructed, "Go get President Bai's phone."
Bai Yi took back his phone and realized that there were many missed calls on the screen. Understanding the reason, he made a call to He Chengxiao. He Chengxiao answered quickly: "Bai Yi, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, but I might be back later."
"Will it be very late?"
"Maybe."
After hanging up the phone, he returned the phone to the waiter. Qian Jin joked, "President Bai is really henpecked."
Bai Yi perked up a bit and replied, "Isn't this because I'm hooked by President Qian's project?"
In the next round, Bai Yi drew the ghost card.
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He suddenly smiled, his eyes likeLili peach blossoms that had fully absorbed the morning mist in the mountains, clearly perched on theTip, yet insisting on choosing aAttached to the touch branch,Tickled the hearts of peopleDirect. A Qing, looked at by him,Skin trembling a little, until Bai Yi got up, casting a confused glance at him, and only then did he wake up, wanting to reach out to support him, only to be stopped by Qian Jin'sCold eyes.
Immediately, it was as if cold water had been poured over his head.
No wonder... no wonder he hadDyeed a head of black hair in aLike way, but he hadn't gainedBlue Eyes.
Bai YiPromote spirit and slowlyAround view. The card had been passed around in his hand a few times. If he couldn't evenCracked those smallmark, he would have beenmixed in the name andBenefits for so many years for nothing.
Randy'sBlonde hair were drooping a little in theMoisturized air, hummingsmallsong with thePiano sound, and upon meeting his gaze, he passed aBeg for mercy.
Bai Yi immediately had an idea in his heart.
"Let me see... then... Diamond 5 and Spade 2."
The two sides were Qian Jin and "Brother Wu."
It was another round of bottle-bottomliquor, and "Brother Wu" consciously poured more into his glass, the liquid blending into the color of half-ripe grapes on the branches.
In the next round, theGhost card fell into the hands of the remaining people, hepointed two lucky ones, and successfullyGet drunk two more.
"I can't, I can't, I have to go to the toilet, you guys continue."
The speaker couldn't even walk steady, and was completely supported by the waiter to walk out.
If it waswheeled down again, the ghostCard would once again return to the "Small group."
There were only so few people on the field, and it was very close to the final "victory." The more hedrag, the greater the probability of leaving. "Brother Wu" directlySpecifyed Bai Yi and the others in the small group, leaving the opportunity to target Randy to his own people.
The Piano sound trend wasMajestic,Pulled toward a newThe height of tension, Randy didn't know if he had discovered, and was still pressedsunxue, and hadn'tGive up.
It's all to thisAt this time, wait a little longer, and the smallgroup willThe internal fight.
They wereIt is just to group together for the sake of interests to exclude other people, and now that the number of people on theLess field, it wasUnavoidable toInfused your own people. The chance that Qian Jinpromiseed was only one, and whoever couldFight to the end, and whoever couldWin this reward.
As theGame Initiator, Qian JinThe corner of his mouth quickly turned down.
It didn't matter if these peopleDrink or not, from theThe game begins, he had alreadyHand hold theProject admission ticket.
Digest this, he hasThe person you want to get drunk.
ThatA person's fingers lightly tap the desktop, The misty eyes are heading towards the designated person with the card. His eyes were tooLooks good,No more indifference that you are deliberately maintaining on weekdays,No matter who you look at, you will naturally have some deep affection,Like a flame of jealousy burning in his heart.
What did he justWhat do you say when you call? Wait latergo back?
That Drunk...It doesn't matter.
With Qian Family's financial resources, three years ago if Bai YiIf you ask him for help, Huan YaHuanya will not go through that trough period at all. But whatWhat they didn't expect was, Bai YiI really didn't choose a young lady, Turning around, I was with He Chengxia, a poor student who was not well-known.,While joining the seizure of power in Huanya, Help the passengers go on the market.
Qian JinTake out the ghost card,Finger: "plum bossomK...And me."
Bai Yistunned, At the end of the day,Everyone should try to avoid drinking by themselves, Instead, go to others more.Qian JinGet the ghost card, Always click on yourself?
A QingA bottle of jin wine was driven from the cart.
Remind of a certain characteristic of this wine, Bai YiUnconsciously frowned.
My stomach is so heavy.
He lightlyClip the legs under the table, and thePhysical discomfort let him ignoreThe changing expressions of the people present.
SomeoneUrge: "Baitotal,Please."
TheThe golden liquid is wrapped in the fragrant pine wood., Bai YiSigh,Put the cup against the lips.