"He wants beer. Are you ready?" Wang Zhitao said to a man not far from the door of the private room.
"Don't worry, young master. I promise it will look like the original factory product!" The man assured.
"Well, Ah Biu, you arrange for the waiter to send it over later. Don't let him get it wrong." Wang Zhitao nodded and said, "Right, how's the next thing going?"
"I've already asked the brothers below to go out and look for it!" Zhang Biao said.
"Hehe, Yang Ming, I'm going to kill you this time!" Wang Zhitao sneered and said, "Well, you go first. I'm going back. I don't want to be out for too long. This kid will think that I'm forcing him to come here to pay the bill!"
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When Yang Ming thought of this, he quickly looked out of the door of the private room. He found that Wang Zhitao was talking about something with "Brother Biao" from that day. Yang Ming could see them, but he couldn't hear what they were saying! Yang Ming secretly regretted that he already had the legendary clairvoyance. If only he had the clairvoyance! However, Yang Ming was just imagining it. He knew that it was impossible. It was already amazing for a person to have a special ability. This was already the blessing of the heavens. How could it be endless? He was not a god. Therefore, Yang Ming made up his mind to find an opportunity to learn lip-reading after the college entrance examination. This way, he could also indirectly achieve the goal of clairvoyance.
Did this guy want to find a few people to beat him up? There was no need to mobilize so many people, right? He even wanted to treat him to such a high-end banquet? Although Yang Ming felt that Wang Zhitao was a villain, he was not an idiot. However, since Wang Zhitao did not slip away, the rest was not Yang Ming's concern. He would deal with whatever came his way. He had to eat and drink his fill first.
"Hehe, have you been waiting for a long time?" Wang Zhitao pushed open the door of the private room and walked in. "I just bumped into a friend and had a chat with him. Oh right, it's the guy who wanted to teach you a lesson last time. I told him that we're already good buddies, so he should be more respectful when he sees you in the future!"
Wang Zhitao was indeed not an idiot. He had just gone out for a long time, and was afraid that Yang Ming would peek at what he was doing at the door, so he did not hide it from Yang Ming. He took the initiative to tell him about going to see Zhang Biao, but the content of the conversation was changed by him. He was certain that Yang Ming couldn't hear what he was saying from so far away. In fact, Yang Ming really couldn't hear anything.
After listening to Wang Zhitao's explanation, Yang Ming's suspicion was dispelled. He did not expect Wang Zhitao to not hide anything from him. However, the more Wang Zhitao was like this, the more inexplicable Yang Ming felt!
Very soon, the waiter brought the beer up. A whole box was brought in! The beer was the kind that came in large glass bottles. It had to be said here that northerners were more forthright when it came to drinking beer. They rarely drank small glasses. Even in high-end restaurants where rich people ate, the most popular drink was still this kind of large glass bottle.
"Sir, how many bottles to open?" asked the waiter.
"Open ten bottles first. I'll open five bottles each with this gentleman!" After Wang Zhitao finished instructing, he said to Yang Ming, "Let's drink the whole bottle from mouth to mouth. Don't pour it into the glass. It's too troublesome!"
Wang Zhitao's suggestion was exactly what Yang Ming wanted. In the past, when he drank with Xu Peng and the others at the food stall, they each took a bottle.
Obviously, the waiter was instructed by Zhang Biao to take out the bottles for Yang Ming and Wang Zhitao from the two sides of the box. Yang Ming did not have much social experience. Naturally, he did not notice this small detail. He picked up a bottle and raised it, "Class Rep, let me toast you!"
"I should be the one toasting you! Come, we brothers have a deep relationship. Let's drink in one gulp. Let's drink a bottle first! "Wang Zhitao also raised the bottle in his hand.
Damn, this kid's alcohol tolerance is not small. He drank a bottle right away! Yang Ming thought. However, Yang Ming was not afraid of him. In the past, when they were at the food stall, they all stepped on the boxes to drink. Yang Ming finished more than two boxes in one go and drank for a whole day.
Yang Ming saw that Wang Zhitao had already started to drink. How could he let him win? He picked up the bottle and poured it into his mouth.
After a bottle of wine, Yang Ming burped. He suddenly felt a little dizzy. Why is this wine so strong? I used to drink this brand, but it's almost the same as drinking water. Is it because I haven't drunk for a few months that my alcohol tolerance has deteriorated? Yang Ming shook his head.
Wang Zhitao was indeed drinking water. It was aerated tea. This was what he asked Zhang Biao to prepare in advance. Yang Ming was drinking a special high alcohol beer.
I heard that you can drink a lot. Fortunately, I prepared well. See if I don't drink you to death this time! Wang Zhitao picked up another bottle and said, "Brother, it was my fault last time. This bottle is my apology. I will drink first as a toast. You can drink as much as you want!" After saying that, he raised his head and drank another bottle of "beer."
At this time, Yang Ming was already drunk. He also picked up a bottle and drank directly. Then he raised the empty bottle and said, "Okay, I will drink with you!"
"Brother, you are so forthright! Come, let's drink while eating! " Wang Zhitao signaled the waiter to open a few more bottles. It seemed that this strong beer was not enough to kill Yang Ming. If it was a normal person, half a bottle would have made him drunk.
The two of them went back and forth and drank another four or five bottles. This time, Yang Ming did not need Wang Zhitao to persuade him. He held the bottle and drank by himself.
Wang Zhitao saw the situation in front of him and finally breathed a sigh of relief. Drinking a stomach full of tea was really uncomfortable. It was almost coming out of his throat! He really couldn't understand how Yang Ming could drink it.
Finally, Yang Ming was a little overwhelmed by the alcohol! He felt a little confused and then he did not know anything.
Wang Zhitao then stood up shakily and walked towards the door. He felt that his body was full of tea. Every time he moved, it would make a "huala huala" sound.
"Young Master, what happened to you? Why do you look so pale? "Zhang Biao asked with concern.
"It's nothing. I drank a little too much tea. Help me to the bathroom first. Damn, I am so full." Wang Zhitao complained.
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